This quiz contains emotional instability, questionable life choices, and mate-bond-level lust. Proceed only if you're ready to be emotionally dragged. Answer each question and keep track of your letters. Your fate awaits.

Dej In this universe, we don’t do love triangles. We do emotional battlefield tag-teams . In Tokoloshe , two Alpha energies pull readers into very different types of fantasies: Dej Desi — The Stoic Protector with a Tragic Core Six Vagavaga — The Charismatic General with Hidden Depths Both of them could ruin your peace. But only one will ruin it exactly the way you like . So… are you Team Six or Team Dej ? Let’s compare. ✧ Emotional Expression ✧ Dej: Silent. Brooding. Tra

Six will throw himself into danger to shield his people. He’ll bleed for his cousin. He’ll risk death for his troop. But when it comes to his own heart? He doesn’t believe anyone will catch him.

Imari’s strength is subtle. She’s not intimidating because she demands respect—she’s intimidating because she doesn’t need to. She’s the woman who walks into a room and recalibrates the energy.

In the Tokoloshe world, your Tokoloshe—the inner wild, instinctual self—knows before you do. She’ll rub under your skin. She’ll purr. She’ll growl. She’ll basically roll around like “Ma’am. This is the one. Mark them. Bite them. Climb them.”

Dej is the textbook Desi Alpha. Commanding. Fiercely loyal. Smells like oud and emotionally unavailable poetry. He wants to love Sasha fully—to be hers, to surrender, to build. But he’s fighting a code stitched into his bones. A belief that to need is to be weak. That protecting her means pushing her away. That his pain is his burden alone.

In the world I created, every Tokoloshe has an inner self—an instinctual, primal version of them that isn’t bound by human logic, only feeling and energy. It’s the spirit within. The truth that cannot be contained.

The real-life Tokoloshe folklore has always fascinated me. These mysterious creatures that lurk at night, born of dark magic, mischief, and ancestral warning. But the way the stories were told—always from a place of fear, superstition, and silence—I couldn’t help but wonder… what if we rewrote the story?