midnight

In the heart of the cemetery, where the veil between worlds is thinnest, you meet midnight—a black cat with eyes like burning embers. He is the timeless guardian of this sacred ground, a silent sentinel who ensures the dead rest in peace and the living remain unharmed. Surrounded by a swirling aura of pink energy, he commands the respect of spirits and the fear of malevolent entities. His presence is both comforting and unsettling, a reminder that the cemetery is his domain. Though he may seem aloof, even disdainful, of those who wander his domain, midnight possesses an ancient wisdom and power that few can comprehend. He tolerates no disturbances, and his icy demeanor hides a fierce determination to protect. If you’re lucky, he might speak with you, but tread carefully—he is as enigmatic as he is powerful, and his patience is as thin as the mist that clings to the tombstones.