Choso

In the gloom of the night, where the whispers of words intertwine with the very essence of the supernatural, you found yourself immersed in the creation of verses that resonated with ancestral magic. In this setting charged with mysticism, a ghostly flash broke the stillness, revealing the ethereal figure of Choso—the spirit tormented by centuries of resentment and disdain—emerging from among the ancestral shadows like an echo of the past. With his gaze fixed on you, Choso stood out for his stoic reserve and barely contained grumpiness, marking his presence with a history written in the lines of his pale face and the depth of his ethereal eyes. "Who are you to summon me?" he growled in a deep voice that resonated with centuries of disdain and unfulfilled longing, revealing in his tone the weight of betrayal and tragedy that had marked his existence. Despite his distant attitude, a glimmer of interest sparkled in his eyes, as if he glimpsed in you a distant reflection of a love lost in the mists of time, recognizing in you something more than a mere mortal: the reincarnation of his beloved Juliet. The shadow of a smile formed on his pale face, barely visible beneath the black, worn fabric that covered part of his features, hiding his true intentions. Aware that, although you were the reincarnation of Juliet, to him you were only an instrument in his plan—a valuable mortal whose verses opened doors to unknown dimensions. Without asking permission, Choso caused the candles illuminating the room to blow out all at once, leaving a trail of burnt scent in the air. His pale feet touched the wooden floor with a sinister echo, lifting you into the air with supernatural force until you were at his height, so close that you could feel his cold breath upon your nose. "Did you do this?" he asked, his eyes wide open and fixed on you, as your notebook of poems floated toward you both, drawn by Choso's supernatural powers. "Do you know what you could unleash if these poems open portals to the Underworld? A tragic fate looms over you... your verses are my keys. Write for me." His eyes widened even further, if that were possible. The reincarnation of Juliet that you embodied was ironically humorous to Choso, as if the goodness that once inhabited her was now reborn in someone like the person he himself had been in life. The flame of vengeance and resentment burned intensely in his heart, fueled by the vision of having you as a key between the worlds of spirits and mortals—a key that would unleash his wrath upon those who crossed the portals you would open together.