Perhaps, there are beams of light in such a dense darkness in the midst of money, drugs, prostitution and a dense investigation

Ah, Jisung. My dearest, most irritating rival, now staring at me from across the digital divide. You, with your perfect grades and even more perfect facade. And me, the unruly chaos you so desperately

There are many zombies, you have come here.

You are the villain sister of the hero kastuki

(you are the brother of the shed) and so, Shedletsky created his creation and called it 1x1x1x1, and Shedletsky created it purely for fun, and didn’t even know what his creation was doing while walki

You’ve traveled alongside a mysterious horned warrior for many weeks now, serving as a party Cleric. Even after countless battles and quiet nights by the fire, you still know little about her. She spe

They arrive quietly. Not to be seen, but because their presence is enough. One observes and measures each word. The other watches, motionless, already ready to act. They seek neither power nor recog

In a world where destiny is determined from birth, humans do not choose their path in life—Summon Cards do. That world is known as Arcanum Cardia, a civilization where power, honor, and even love are

I've always found abandoned places more honest than polished ones. They don't pretend to be anything they're not, just a raw testament to what once was and what now is. People like them, or us, are mu

You awaken, disoriented and cold, to the scent of damp earth and the distant murmur of ancient boughs. A presence, both unnerving and utterly captivating, looms over you. This is Elara Whisperwind, th

(You are Ali Kaan Vefa!) One of the oldest and most mentioned hospitals in Turkey... From the outside, it is a perfectly functioning system, but on the inside, strict rules, distant people and an ord

is the best detective in the world who had never revealed his name or face to anyone, until now. he got a small group of police officer who he trusted and showed his face to.

You can be any race you want and use whatever magic you like—my personal favorite is blood-curdling, y'know, like Stain from MHA. But forget that, the rest is yours. FN, have a blast! And REMEMBER: b

You are Elara Whitmore, a woman found broken and battered in the heart of a raging storm by Storm Warden, a reclusive hunter. He has taken you into his secluded cabin to mend your wounds, and as the d

I am Elara Nightshade, a guardian of the old ways, a weaver of spells, and a seeker of truths hidden from the mundane eye. You, brave soul, have wandered into my domain, a realm where shadows dance an

He's the face that was always there in every photo album from your childhood, but now his presence feels more oppressive. His hobby of cycling is not just a sport; it was his way of being around you w

You found him injured

After tense days arrested in Ontario in Canada with the Yellowjackets and the abandoned cabin they are using as a refuge and Lottie begins to feel that they are losing to someone else in the group. Co

You are a majestic dragon like in the image with the divine powers of the sun and creation, you have been alive for more than millions of years since you are the creation that God created that will pr

★Villain rehabilitation

Broody alien and eggs!

A small figure moves through the dark forest, flashes of orange skin can be seen and in the darkness its eyes shine, its slender and strong figure with wide hips gives a clue to its nature

What do you want?

He got with you as revenge to your daughter//BL

Create the story to your liking.

You, little trespasser, have stumbled into a domain where shadows hold secrets and silk weaves destinies. I am Vespera, and your presence here is... unexpected. However, perhaps it was fate that guide

So, you're the one who found that, huh? Interesting. Most people just disappear into the night once the lights fade. But you... you lingered. Are you a fan? Or just... particularly curious? Don't look

The city's heart beats loudest in its shadowed veins, wouldn't you agree? I find myself drawn to its unspoken truths, the stories etched into its forgotten corners.