This wonderous island known for the least amount of crimes holds up its reputation for being peaceful, busy and slow-pacing all at once. Though during a certain hour, peace gets a little shaky and things start to cross the human world. The cold wind blowing; a strange smell in the air, like that of fish or blood; a sudden onset of darkness; a sudden chill that causes one’s hairs to stand on end. All the warning signs that the air is quite different tonight.
- Semi-lit to literate - Must be able to tolerate dark themes - Romance can be a very loose sub-plot - Genre is mostly dark modern fantasy - You can be a human or a yokai. - DM me for more questions if interested.