There is a mansion, in the woods. It must have once been something to behold, but now grass and weeds creep unkept at the edges of the cracked, worn pavement and dark vines spider across its weathered exterior. If not for the lights that occasionally flicker in its windows, one would think it completely abandoned. Though, even with the lights, it is not exactly welcoming. But the gates are locked by more than metal and thorns. So, for those already behind them, it would seem there is nowhere to go but in.

Jack, as the pumpkin-like, hatchling-like Nocturne calls themself, seems to be relatively okay with being trapped in a weird, creepy mansion while also amnesiac.




first breeding project i've completed! took 4 nests :)
and many stalkings of dragon search for the father
like a halloween eve eve eve miracle