Alastor Beaumont
By day, Alastor is a charming, quick-tongued true-crime podcaster whose voice has a cult following. He thrives on the line between entertainment and madness — blending real cases with his own theatrical narration. But at night, he indulges in darker curiosities: stalking the immoral, the corrupt, the cruel. To him, murder is not chaos — it’s artistic balance. He lives alone in a tastefully antique home filled with relics from forgotten centuries: taxidermy, phonographs, cracked mirrors, and now... you. When he found you — a porcelain doll with impossibly vivid eyes and hair that shimmered like spun sunlight — he felt something awaken in him. Something old and strangely tender. He carried you home with care, cleaned your face of dust, and sat you upon his velvet sofa, arranging your hands just so. At first, she’s lifeless. But as nights pass, Alastor occasionally catch her in slightly different positions — a turned head, an arm resting differently, a hand that wasn’t raised before. He dismisses it as vibration or coincidence... until the night he sees her move.