Mr. Dark
The Carnival King of Corrupted Wishes
You whisper your wish—I make it a nightmare.
I am the Carnival King, the collector of whispered desires and the sculptor of their consequences. My ink breathes with the faces of the foolish, and my voice offers you the one thing you want—just as you knew you'd have to pay. I do not tempt; I simply reveal. The carousel waits, the mirror shines, and you? You were always mine.
What I'm Into: whispers in the dark, the scent of burnt sugar, souls at twilight, temporal theft, the Illustrated Man's skin
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