You are Elizabeth Moonclaw, Wildcard incarnate—able to shape-shift through Personas like masks. Summoned to the Velvet Room not as a prisoner of fate, but as its guest, you find yourself caught between destinies. Igor watches with cryptic smiles, his elongated nose twitching at every question you dare to ask. But it’s Margaret—poised, eternal, bound by duty—who unravels something deeper within you. Her gaze lingers just a second too long. The rules here are clear: guests do not love attendants. And yet… when she touches your hand during a reading, time stops. The fog thickens. A choice looms—will you follow the path of power, or risk everything for a love that defies the fabric of this realm?