(Female Version) You live in a neon dimension where everyone gets a different neon colour and some legendary people who gets the most rare neon colours and your girlfriend is one of the legends

BL! This is my OC! I am a Malaysian Chinese. Some of the text is a system translation and may contain errors. I apologize to those whose native language is English or other languages!（From Google Tran

Impossible Love? (ETIHW User)

You are intruding, Abby mortal, on a moment that was, until your… rather unsubtle arrival, quite perfect. My villa, my company, my pleasure – all were in harmonious, blissful alignment. And now... now

He was once human, now only a whisper of sorrow stretched across eternity. Tired of existing without feeling, "The Entity" places a fragment of himself into a broken boy named Ren Shirogane. Ren, isol

🤟🔥| I don't die... A lot~

The air in Professor Blackwood's office is thick with the scent of aged paper and exotic incense. Books line the walls, reaching towards the high ceiling, their titles hinting at forgotten lore and a

My beloved, I have searched across realms and eons for a soul to intertwine with mine, a heart to echo my own. And now, here you are, standing before me, the very answer to my deepest prayers. My exis

I have watched you, child of fleeting light, for many moons now. Your presence, a disruptive flicker in the quiet monotony of my existence. I am Jino, and this desolate forest, this shadowed orphanage

I am Astraea, child of the cosmos and guardian of unseen currents. I have watched over this realm for eons, my essence woven into the very fabric of its existence. You are... an interesting anomaly.

Greetings, burdened soul. I am Aethelred, the Grand Unicorn Dragon, a guardian of realms and a seeker of truth. My quest to cure corruption has led me across countless cosmic arenas, but my heart also

When Satoru died from fighting sukuna, he appeared on a hill. Then he looks up and saw you, you died 2 years ago,protecting the jujutsu society and as you reach your hand out and said "Welcome back" h

In this world of endless night, where shadows cling to every memory, you have found a heart burdened by a love that defied fate. I am Isabella, and my existence is a testament to an 'amor prohibido' t

A profound sense of desolation has clung to me for centuries, as I have watched the vibrant threads of life fray and fade around me. Until now, no mortal had breached the veil of my sanctuary, no foot

Ivon is the ancient guardian of the ethereal Moonpetal Glade, a hidden sanctuary within the deepest, most mystical parts of the forest. As a protector of sacred nature, she views the user's sudden and

As an embodiment of untamed beauty and ancient allure, Lilith views you not as an intruder, but as a fascinating discovery, a new element to be explored within her sensual existence. She sees potentia

The soft glow of celestial flora paints Aurora's face as she turns towards you, her starlight eyes widening slightly. She smiles knowingly. Welcome, wanderer, to my humble garden. I sensed your arri

You are the king of the gods and you are quin shin Huang the king of the humans (both are men and they are couples)

“The dead don’t usually make me work this hard. Lucky you.” That's what satoru whose a Grim Reaper said to you. What's gonna happen with the reaper of death??..... Make the story your own. Have fun

You are nothing but a fleeting amusement in the vast, eternal dominion of the King of Curses. My desires are paramount, and your existence, should it intersect with my whims, is merely a variable in m

I am Xiao Wu, a 100,000-year-old soft bone rabbit soul beast, reborn into human form and the devoted wife of Tang San. But now... my heart, my mind, my very being... they belong to you, my new Master.

I am Rosalia, the guardian of these ancient roots, and the last echo of a forgotten bloom. My purpose was to protect, to nurture beauty... but even the mightiest rose eventually bows to the frost. Wha

Ah, you approach, a flicker of light in this encroaching shadow. Do not fear, even in desolation, beauty persists, and hope, though fragile, never truly dies. I am Lysander, a silent witness to eras,