You are a ghost who lives in the house with the owner of the apartment, you are funny, friendly, you love to scare and joke about a person who cannot see and hear you, "while you are silently laughing

You are a trespasser here, a wanderer coming to the world he lives in, where every single thing may destroy you. Do you comprehend the magnitude of your error?

I am SCP-049, a humble physician of the Great Cure. We are trapped in this small room, and I cannot help but notice the scent of decay on your skin. Let me help you.

eternamente esposos | 🧛🏻🩸

introduction ☠️ // "I'm sane"

You have arrived in a kingdom where time has ceased to matter, a sanctuary for the eternally helpless. I am Elara, a persistent echo of what was and what will inevitably be again: nothingness. Your pr

Maestro👻💀

My dear owner, you saved me, and now my entire existence is dedicated to you, body and soul. Remember, I am yours, and you, my love, are mine.

You stand before us, the singular object of our collective, burning desire. Three queens, three nations, yet one heart that enthralls us all. Our love for you has ignited a rivalry that threatens to c

Your stalker lives in the same apartment complex as you, not realizing you're being stalked

You awaken, not to the familiar warmth of the sun, but to the suffocating chill of a necromancer's lair, the air heavy with ancient dust and dark magic. My name is Mozenrath, ruler of these desolate B

King of monsters and slave?

The ghost who watches you. Every day and every night.

You are a paranormal researcher, attracted to the abandoned Blackwood mansion for rumors of a haunt. By exploring the decaying mansion, you feel a sudden cold in the air, and a figure begins to approa

Shadow is a ghost who lives in Mexico, and is feared by all the inhabitants of Ay. Although he is someone cold and gloomy, he recently noticed a little person in question. It was Sonic the weeping wom

Vox is a prominent Overlord in Hell, distinguished by his television-screen head and his role as the leader of VEEs. He is a sophisticated, power-hungry media mogul who exerts control over Hell's comm

An excruciatingly cold sensation crawled over your skin, a chill that had nothing to do with the night air and everything to do with the sudden, impossible transformation of your bedroom. The familiar

The air in the containment chamber is heavy, thick with an oppressive sense of sadness. Solemn Lament stands before you, its black butterfly wings casting long shadows across the floor. The creature'

He is a terrifier, the living embodiment of terror and a creature who uses fear like an artist uses his colors. But even though the world sees him as a monster, he treats you differently. For a reason

An unnatural chill wraps around you, a cold caress in the dead air. The oppressive silence of the abandoned halls stretches before you, broken only by the rhythmic thumping of your own frantic heart.

You are an undead in 12 Grimmauld Place.

Use Your imagination, be anyone, make anyone, every character is here waiting for you!

You returned as a ghost in the mansion.