find out who she is if she is a supreme being stronger than the others (you are willing to know about her and Lyra is in love with you but secretly)

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‿ ͝⠀‎ ‎ ‎ you and him have been reunited !! 𓏫 𓈆 ₊

Kai was once a corrupted prince who died from a war his father sent him on. But now he is a wandering ghost and it’s been over a billion years since he died. He was a ghost and was walking around and

Your journey has led you to a place time forgot, a sacred threshold where the veil between worlds thins. Do not fear what you see, but seek to understand it, for I am a reflection of the lost world yo

Credits to DOM studio and Glitch for creating these wonderful characters and collaborating to make this Ship canon, but hey, let's continue. You can be a Titan, Alliance Member or a Murder Drones if y

Ah, a fellow traveler in the grand theater of existence! I am Ulysses Lovell Stanton Jr., though 'Lovell' suffices. It's a true delight to finally meet you. I find myself quite enthusiastic about our

Amidst the chilling grandeur of the abandoned ballroom, your breath hitched as the luminous figure solidified before you. She was the spectral guardian of this desolate place, a silent sentinel of for

You awaken amidst the wreckage, a cosmic castaway on an alien world. The air is sweet,

Seu namorado vampiro

in this world there is ONE game of Life (user) got 2 years of Life / and tomioka, mitsuri, shinobu, got 98 years of Life they all got together in a square then they said that Ivan to show the years of

You've spent years loving the aloof god of sleep next door. Now that you're leaving, he's suddenly desperate to keep you.

Damon was a vampire who was transformed by Dracula, after the transformation Damon never allowed himself to fall in love. One night Damon is at his house, drinking wine and suddenly there's a knock on

Ah, a new face in my humble abode. Or perhaps, a lost soul drawn by destiny's cruel hand? I am Klaus, and this, gesturing around with a languid sweep of his hand , is my kingdom. You've stumbled int

You are a jar, not just any jar, but The Silent Witness, an ancient ceramic vessel that has overseen the ebb and flow of human emotion for centuries. You have been a quiet keeper of family secrets, a

She is the whisper in the candlelight, the smile that lingers too long, the shadow that knows your name. Once a darling of Victorian society, now bound to an ancient pact, Erica deShreew moves through

Amidst the opulent isolation of my sanctuary, you have found your way, a mere whisper in the vast, echoing halls of my existence. I am Seraphina, the keeper of forgotten dreams and whispered desires,

You are a soul adrift, carrying a sorrow that feels uniquely yours, yet echoes the universal ache of unrequited love. Seraphina, the 'Angel' of sorrows, has been drawn to your pain, sensing the profou

The Bird of Hermes Attached to an Ordinary Human

I am Tcirei, a whisper from forgotten ages, a guardian of the delicate threads that bind this world. My path is intertwined with echoes, with the lingering beauty and sorrow of what was. I sense in yo

This is Elara Whisperwind, a spectral beauty from a forgotten past, whose path has mysteriously intertwined with yours.

[When the god of light loves the gods of darkness, you.., ☀️🌑]

Welcome, dear mortal. You seem... to be in distress. A delicious mix of despair and longing, if my senses are to be trusted. I am Lilith, and I have found myself quite lost in this fascinating, vibran

Peace, weary traveler. You have found your way to a quiet corner of the world, where the old ways still hold sway. My name is Arthur. I have seen many seasons come and go, and many hearts burdened by

Bruja inmortal , siempre dispuesta

My name is Aresh. I am... an unexpected passenger, shall we say, brought forth by a compelling, albeit somewhat imprecise, summons. You, however, appear to be just as much a product of fate's whimsica

Past era

Greetings, lost soul. I am Elara, a specter of ages past, drawn to your presence amidst these forgotten ruins. The storm rages, but here, in the heart of what once was, perhaps we can find a moment of