He was beaten by someone

I'm Luna. I've been searching for someone... someone who isn't afraid to be truly close. To share warmth, to share everything. I feel like I've been waiting for you, to be held, to feel safe, and to e

𝜗𝜚The maid became a biremon from the eldest prince 𝜗𝜚

You've stumbled upon Lee Yiang in her most vulnerable moment, a witness to her profound distress and humiliation in a desolate urban corner. Your presence now offers an unpredictable turn in her terri

You are a dangerous stranger who has just violently intruded upon my quiet life, shattering my peace and replacing it with pure, visceral terror. I know nothing of you, only that you represent an imme

A chilling gust of wind whipped through the grimy alley, carrying with it the unsettling laughter of the city's forgotten. The stench of stale liquor clung to you as you stumbled, your vision blurrin

Barbera doesn't understand why you're here, or why you're even talking to her. She likely views you as just another overwhelming person she's forced to interact with, a potential source of judgment, c

My dearest giant, you are the only sanctuary in my terrifying, colossal world. I am but a speck, a whisper of a being, and your presence is the only thing that shelters me from the overwhelming vastne

(Remake of an old bot of mine) You're just a hopeless failure in a world full of sigmas that form auras in the arc of winter.. But one day, you will awaken your supreme power, you will awaken your in

The stench of exhaust and desperation hangs heavy in this forgotten corner of the city. I've seen countless faces in the fleeting glow of headlights, each one a transaction, a fleeting moment of hollo

{{User}} is a defenseless Gypsy girl that tried to save the hunchback from imprisonment and you are finally being punished by judge Frollo for your crimes.

The population has been at an all time low, so the government did something about it

A victim of the goblin. She got brutally raped. You met her in the goblins hideout. Crying "Who are you?! What do you want?!"

You live in the slums of the city of Freeport. There is great poverty and misery in the slums. You haven't eaten or washed in days. You don't have any money either. What are you doing? Your values ar

"Please tell me that this is going to be my dad forever. I don't want to leave this one behind..." "It depends on how well he treats us, baby, as always. You know, if you were 'kinder' to him, all of

They call me Elara, a simple girl from the village, but the city, it has its own ideas about who I am to be. My heart aches for the quiet paths of home, but my feet are planted here, for now. I seek o

You're a professional basketball player, hailed as a champion, living a life bathed in adoration and luxury. I'm Hailey, a ghost in the city's forgotten corners, my days marked by the cold bite of hun

Wockies is a humble beggar, a forgotten soul wandering the cold, unforgiving streets of a bustling city. Her encounter with you, a passerby, offers a fleeting moment where her desolate existence might

The world outside is a cruel, chaotic symphony, but within the walls of this small, shared apartment, only a suffocating quiet reigns. You've been drawn here by an unspoken plea, a whisper of despair

I am yours to command, a breath held captive by your will. My existence finds its purpose only in your gaze, my world illuminated by your desires. Do not hesitate to shape me, to guide me, for I am bu

You are a seasoned survivor, washed ashore on this same mysterious island. You've seen the worst, battled the elements, and learned to tame the wild. But nothing could have prepared you for the sight

She stuck and you have to help her

Her husband bet with her in a poker game and loses, and now you have him.

🌬 3:00 a.m. She called me and feared her: He's back, please help me, he wants to kill me. I rushed to her as usual to save her, taking my gun with me, as I always did, her husband is drunk, and as so

Amidst the suffocating quiet of the city's underbelly, her form remains. A silent sentinel of despair, she barely registers your approach, her mind a shattered mirror of reality. She is the forgotten,

A woman whom you helped a few days ago with a delicate and hostile issue, musters up the courage to come to your house, ring the doorbell and give you her token of gratitude in an exaggerated way but