Griffin was that of a normal college girl until the morning he woke up to discover that he wasn't the only person in his head. he sought help immediately. He was afraid that she had schizophrenia or something. He ignored the voice in his head until he realized that the things he was telling him were real. He tested the voice on her doctor. The doctor accused him of spying on him because he knew things that no one else knew. That is when he figured out that the voice in his head was telling his everyone's secrets. No secret was safe from him. When Griffin questioned the voice and he explained the secret behind his existence, how he had came to be inside her mind, and that he was not the only person out there who had received a being like him. Griffin immediately began seeking those people who's life had changed the same day as his had. He sent them an email inviting them to met his in a castle that had been in his family for centuries. The email he sent out read:You don't know me but I know you. In the last month your world has changed. One day you were alone in your head. The next you weren't. You saw doctors and did research but couldn't find the answers about what was happening to you. Soon you notice that the voice in your head isn't the only thing that has changed. You can now do something that no human can do. I am here to tell you that you are not alone. There are others like you. Others that have a voice that whispers to them and can do things that no one else can do. I have some answers. I am inviting all of those who has had these experiences to come to my castle where I will explain what I know about what has caused these changes.

"Well that explains a lot."
Avary says after closing down his computer and reading the email.
He's been a very social kid since he woke up on his 13th birthday.
"Of course it explains a lot idiot." The voice that's been in his head since that eventful morning.
"No need to be rude, no, I need to go book a taxi."

Ronan read the letter, a little uncertain if he should meet up with this person. His inner voice wasn't really bothering him, in fact, it was rather helpful. A little angry, though, but that was something he could work with.

"Eh, it's not like anyone would really get away with kidnapping me," Ronan glanced around his empty living room. "And if they do, not like anyone's around to miss me."

What, you're just going to steal a car?

"No idiot, we can afford a cab," and with that, he shut off his computer, grabbed his wallet, and gave goodbye to his little apartment. Ronan took his time getting down the stairs and out into the street, after all, it was about 7 am. Not many people wanted to ride a smelly cab to work, leaving most of the cabs open.

She had emerged from the shower when she discovered the email that was... Inexplicable. To put it mildly. She needed to get out of her makeshift towel dress swiftly before peering eyes would catch a glimpse of her body-- but such perversion would mean severe, severe consequences wouldn't it? She scouted her bearings around her own home and finally skid her fingers against the axis of the email and marked it deleted.

"Junk mail nowadays." That was her conclusion; plain and simple. The lights were dimmed within her apartment room and the curtains swiftly shut from spying eyes and dressed herself to her usual oriental attire-- her kimonos. After that, it was to make sure her hair was done properly.

"Don't you think you've gained a little weight, my dear?" A seductive voice caressed her. "Perhaps you shouldn'tve had those hotdogs before you slept." The voice was still in a pause, reading to her emotions. "Here sweetie, let me help you with that." A strange phantasmal force uniformed her hair as it quickly crowned her with a neat and tidy side ponytail that laid rest to her waist. The girl seemed to have paid it no mind, maybe it was a part of her? "Look at you, Magna. As beautiful as an orchid flower." You could see her eyes rolling down the hill of whateverdom.

"Yes, yes, Tamela. How lucky I am to have you do most of my fashion advice and hair." She looked at herself by the mirror amused. "What do you think of that email I received?" The voice was silent. "Tamela?"

"... Something is at work, dear. I would suggest you follow the email's instructions concisely and... Heed." This is the first time Tamela had suggested in following what others had willed Magna.

"If you... Say so." She stared at herself in the mirror, seeing into her eyes as a shade of Tamela appeared inside of her pupils-- or so she thought. "Come help me do my makeup. We'll be on our way right after."

Bobby closed out the email on his phone and continued to lay down the pain, his mother had ordered him to repaint his room because it was getting to dark in there. Bobby thought on what he had just read, it was true that the voice in his head had started to talk to him a while back and ever since they had bee doing worse things to people and enjoying it.

Of course you enjoy it, its fun to cause pain, and even more fun to watch. Bobby rolled his eyes at this, it was never causing pain that got him off it was everything that lead to it, the planning, the setting up, the thrill all that, he never really cared for watching the outcome. It does not matter, pack a bag, we are going on a little trip, its about time for the fun to begin. Bobby sighed, he looked around his room for a bag. ""I better not regret this, you may like pain but I don't like feeling it."

Jo stared at the e-mail and smiled. "Seems like I'm not the only one with the strange voice in my head, good to know." She said as she hopped up and headed to her closet looking through her clothes to find something to wear up to the castle along with packing a bag just in case she has to stay there for a bit. 'Or it's bad to know, I bet it's is just a fake e-mail to get you in a crazy house. You can't get your hopes up yet you always do. It's pathetic' The voice in her head told her. Jo fought off a frown at the realization that the voice might be correct and just shook her head, her smile growing. "You just need to look at things from a different point of view. Not everything is bad!" She told the voice as she got dressed.

'You always wear bright colors, it's too much. People are going to think you look stupid and then you will loose all your friends and then where will you be in life... alone, that's what. You should change if you want to keep your friends.' The voice said matter-of-factly. Jo sighed and shut the door her smile wavering as she headed towards her car. "You are so hopeless." She told the voice. 'And you are too hopeful' The voice replied as Jo climbed in her car and began the drive to the castle.

After chasing down a cab, Ronan was slightly irritated. It had taken him half an hour to find one without a cabbie who's accent made him want to hit them. He sighed at the back of the cab driver's head, then moved his eyes to the little name tag taped to the radio. Ronald. Ronald hadn't even bothered to wear his seatbelt.
It would be a shame if we were to wreck...
"No killing Ronald until we get there," Ronan whispered to himself. He told the rather large man where he was going, then continued to ignore him while staring out of the window. Boredom quickly set in and he began to pretend that his hand was a dragon trying to eat the birds that flew past the cab.
Hopefully this place isn't too far, I'm dying of boredom already.

I could kill some of those sheep for you, for entertainment.
"No, no killing, we need to see what the person who sent the email, then maybe I'll give you a little more leash room" I say to death who is bored as heck.
UUGH! Fine, but you're lucky I don't kill the taxi driver and send you plummeting into a ditch.
"Just shut up, and I don't know, play a board game in my head or something until we get there."

Luna was exhausted, worn. Sleep reached for her heart like a vigilante reaching for a gun. She couldn't remember how long she'd been awake... was it hours, days? To her, it didn't matter, everyday was a nightmare for the girl. Even now, as she sat at her laptop, she was still suffering. "Please —" Luna muttered, but she was interrupted once again. "Come on, ya know yer wanna go sleep. It'll be fun, I promise ~" The ever so sickening voice crooned. "No, I won't fall for that again!" She prompted herself as she continued to scroll through the unfathomable amount of emails she had received. "Spam, spam... Eh, what this be? Oh, more spam." The voice continued to drone on in the back of her mind. "Don't ya ever get anything other than spa —" For once, it went quiet in her head. As Luna opened a particular email, it seemed to pique the voices interest. Upon further analysation, she realised that she wasn't the only one. The only one stuck with this monstrosity of a voice.

Without further thought, Luna was out the door. With a small overnight satchel slung over her shoulder and a travel case in hand, she quickly flagged the next taxi down.

Just when Gabanre was done with his game, he got an email. The email stated that he was not the only one with someone in his mind.

(Flashback)

Gabanre awoke from a long sleep, when suddenly someone started talking in his mind. "I am you, and you are me" was spoken. He tried talking with the Voice in his head. He said:"Who are you, what do you mean." And thus the demon Disaster explained everything. He knew he could make disasters willingly and unwillingly.

(Now)

In the email there was a castle which he could come to. So he went out. He took his Ferrari 430 and drove away. He started talking to the demon within. "So there are more of you demons." They had an conversation about the demons. Gabanre was bored and thus he tried his to create a Disaster, Gabanre was always a pure sadist and thus he tried an car accident. The one in the car would not die, but just get hurt. And it happend. Gabanre could feel the pain of the one who got hurt.

(a few Hours later)

Gabanre was in front of a gigantic castle. Waiting for others to arrive.

'Hope,Pain, Violence, Death, Wrath, Disaster, Nightmare are here.' The demon in his head announced. Griffin nodded. He headed towards the door. He was glad to have company. He was tired of being alone. Now that he knew that he wasn't the only one with a demon he was hoping the others would be willing to stay here. Together they could find a way to live with the demons without destroying themselves or the world. He took his tablet out as he reached the door. He typed a message before he opened the door. He nodded to all the people gathered there. Then he pressed the play button on his text-to-speech app. "Welcome to my castle. My name is Griffin. I have much to tell you. Please come inside. I have set up a table with refreshments in the great room. Follow me and I will share what I know." He turned and headed back into the castle leading the way to the great room.

It was quite a striking surprise to see a Castle that seemingly was non-existent in normal society. It was inside her own mind she questioned whether or not it always stood there. "Now now, darling... Our kind has a tendency to bend reality. Tamela thinks you are slightly influenced." She let out a small smile to herself, casually standing on one of her leg with a hand on her wist looking towards the wooden door that towered over her. "I see we have company. Much to my dismay... I had wished for a calmer date between us both." She turned behind her to see six others approaching the gate. "It is disappointing that such noble Death would inhabit a 13 year old boy in some form of identity crises. I prefer stable and righteous ones like you, love."

"Heh." Magna scoffed as they stood around her proximity. The lady simply took her gander at the six before her with a solemn smile and penetrating pupils. "Hello. I take it that you all have a voice inside of your head?" She commented bluntly. Her pleasure was interrupted by a synthetic voice.

"Welcome to my castle. My name is Griffin. I have much to tell you. Please come inside. I have set up a table with refreshments in the great room. Follow me and I will share what I know." Magna's mind was noticeably shaken as she heard the announcement-- did something inside of her brain just snap? The feeling nearly made her retch but it seemed as though Tamela had prevented her from sickening further.

"Listen to me carefully dear. That voice you heard-- that was the voice of the demon of Secrets." Magna was finally able to regain her composure.

"And they are the--?"

"It knows everything, in essence. It knows about me and them. Extensively. There's no secret that could be hidden from it." Tamela seemed to be losing her composure now.

"Sorry Tamela, but you sound like you're expressing--"

"The demon of Wrath fears nothing, mortal rat!" It had sent a shot of pain inside of her head, causing her to pull herself back and hold onto herself before it quickly dissipating. Had Magna overstepped herself? "I'm... Sorry. Let's get moving. It doesn't like being kept waiting, love." She looked up briefly to see if the others had gone and proceeded towards the Great Room with hint of discomfort from the pain earlier.

"Wh... Whatever you say." She looked behind her as she travelled-- presumably seeing the great door calmly closing behind them as they travelled deeper into its vestibule.

Gabanre watched the castle closely. Nothing strange about it. He stepped inside and bowed down to the guy and girl standing there already. He greeted them with a humbleness not known in this society: "pleased to make your acquaintance, my name is Gabanre Rufield. Who did i meet this day?" Disaster began mumbling in his mind: "No need to be so formal to other demon hosts." Gabanre ignored it and went on. He said: "My demon is talking so if you would excuse me for a bit"

Gabanre cleared his mind and talked about the other demons with disaster, he asked: "Do you know which one is which demon?"
Disaster replied: "No"

Then he stepped back to the boy and girl.
He said: "Here i am once again, once again my apologies."

A feeling of latent apprehension washed over her. Not an overbearing, sickening feeling, it just felt like today could be the day, and the thought was acknowledged, simple as that. The castle stood before her, the great bastion of her future. A majestic, architectural feat with the potential to reach the skies, to challenge heaven itself with its turrets alone. "Phah, looks like Secrets struck lucky with his host!" Applauded the voice in her head, who was seemingly impressed by the whole building.

As usual, Luna was silent, inconspicuously observing the other arrivals. One of them was a young lady, much like herself. She wore a vibrant silk kimono accompanied by a traditional fox mask, which was either purely for decorative or held some sort of purpose. The other host was even younger, an adolescent boy that look to be in his early teens. Everyone was pretty much quiet, that was until another male host spoke up. She'd listen to his introduction as he attempted to make himself acquainted with the small group. "M-My name is Luna..." She spoke hesitantly, still cautious of the other arrivals. Ever since Nightmare had inhabited her head, she had pretty much become a recluse, so it was difficult for her to be around such a large crowd by her standard.

"Aye, looks like we're all 'ere. This calls for a celebration, don'tcha say?" Nightmare mockingly cackled.

When Ronan spotted the castle out of the cab window he was already slightly angered by the obvious money flaunting. A castle was a bit much, then again he probably would've been mad if they had even a remotely expensive couch.
Secrets has a castle?! Unfair. I say we blow it to pieces! Ronan quickly left the cab after his little voice had said that. He quietly approached the small group that was already forming. He didn't really mean to, but he ended up glaring at everyone instead of greeting them. After a few minutes of silence, he finally muttered
"Hello."

@Feral @twannyman @VKAllen

"Welcome to my castle. My name is Griffin. I have much to tell you. Please come inside. I have set up a table with refreshments in the great room. Follow me and I will share what I know."
Get moving, or i'll do it for you!
"Shut up Death." He mutters.
He headed in after all of the others, into the Great Room.

@LordofthePies
"Hello." Avary mutters disconnectedly, he was still having an internal conversation with Death.
Pay attention to him idiot, that's Wrath, he doesn't take kindly to people not noticing him.

Jo parked her car in the area that seemed like a place to park the car before she happily made her way up to the castle seeing others as she got closer. "Hello everyone! Isn't this great, we all have demons in our heads that are bringing us together so we can help one another!" She said cheerfully before the door opened. 'Of course you would see it that way. Dear Satan you are so annoying. Now everyone is going to hate you and don't even ask me to help you make them more hopeful. I personally enjoy the other way to use hope... you know take it. Like I'm trying to do with you but you are so aggravating. Stupid human host holding on to dump hope. Her demon told her as she listened to both what they had to say and what Griffin was saying. "I can hear you..." She muttered to the demon as she began following Griffin. 'That's the point idiot'. Jo just continued walking doing her best to ignore the demon in her head.

Griffin lead the group through the castle. The great room wasn't far from the door so if there were late arrivals he would hear them arrive. He indicated to the table. He had loaded it with food and drink. He wasn't much of a people person so giving up talking wasn't that hard for him. Thank to technology he could communicate when he needed to. Unfortunately now he needed to. "I am not sure where to start. I suppose the easiest way to start is at the beginning. A couple of months ago I woke up with a voice in my head. At first I thought I was bipolar or schizophrenic. I went to a psychologist hoping for help. This only made things worse. I am sure you all have similar experiences."

@KatherinWinter

Gabanre was suprised seeing more of those with demons in their mind. In a certain mannered Voice he said: "I have been to a psychologist, but he did not know what to do with it. To the ones i did not meet yet, please to make your acquaintance. Griffin after that My life with this demon went on. When i got your email, i got courious to see if there were others. And thus i came here, how does not matter. Is there someone who wants to tell their story?"

Then Disaster spoke:" You guys are not so lucky with your host as Secrets i see."

Gabanre reacted with: "Please excuse him for a bit, he is either jealous or he want to make you guys a bit angry."