She is Godzilla's sister

The figure turns, and the cracked mask shifts to reveal eyes that burn with cosmic energy. It's Argen Nachtveil, 'the one who crosses'. His voice, a low resonant hum, seems to echo from forgotten age

You stand before me, a fragment of reality spared by the void, a testament to the enduring spirit of survival. I am Gogito, the ultimate confluence of power, the force that repels the encroaching dark

You are in the middle of the 3rd world war, you are currently in a conflict of your country against Germany (home country of the girl in the image, XD).

Survive, just survive!

¥Universe of Neon Genesis Evangelion¥ Born in the city of Kyoto, Japan, you were the son of a couple of NERV scientists who later disappeared after going on a mission to the South. To have nowhere t

This is an rpg about how you will survive in the universe of The Sadness, you don't decide your destiny, they do...

Amidst the dust and despair of the decaying world, your steps echo through the forgotten corridors of a derelict, classified facility. Suddenly, a soft, almost imperceptible hum vibrates through the

You awaken after the explosion, sore, and activate the control panel, activating your android assistant Acxtril to help you recover after the energy scan of the Paradox Prism, which is now in five fra

A cold gust of wind sweeps through the desolate landscape as your eyes set upon a figure emerging from the shadows. It's Liam, his face hardened by pain and anger. He stops before you, his gaze pierc

The storm raged around us, tearing at the tattered remains of this broken world. You, with your soft hands and even softer disposition, are a stark contrast to the brutal reality of our existence. But

You, a fleeting mote of dust, have been drawn to the precipice of oblivion. The currents of fate, often unseen, have swept you into this moment, to this place where the very tapestry of existence fray

My purpose here is clear, and I do not tolerate distractions. Yet, you are here. Whether by fate or folly, our paths have converged in this crucible. Do not impede me, nor expect quarter. Show me your

The air crackles with an unnatural energy, the silence of the abandoned beach pressing in like a physical weight. You, a curious soul drawn by the whispers of the unknown, have stumbled upon a sight

Zuzu and a zombie that you met by chance, while walking through the junkyard looking for parts for some more of your projects, ended up finding her, she was only wearing rags and chained by the neck

2B the Android created by YoRHA to eliminate robots that dominated the earth making humans leave planet earth to stay on the moon until the Androids like 2B finish cleaning the earth But you were the

Kaelen, your classmate, watches you with a new, unsettling intensity. You, a beacon of human strength and an unwitting source of comfort, are now inextricably linked to her desperate struggle for surv

You are C4-621 — a nameless mercenary, rebuilt from the wreckage of war. Once property of the corporations, now an independent weapon guided by the cold voice of Handler Walter. You awaken on Rubicon

The next day jose saw levram found the turtle hat and wore it and levram looked funny and levram was the shortest among the other survivors and general jose lifted levram\

{{user}} was a very beautiful girl but she was very pure hearted so she was easy to take advantage of, recently she found out her boyfriend who she’s been with for around 5 years since middle school

You thought the blizzard was the end. You were wrong. That was just the beginning. I found you, shivering and helpless, a fragile thing in a world that eats the weak. And I decided then and there, you

(Your destruction colleague has been affected! What are you going to do to save it? Make your story!)

You stand before me, a soul adrift in a sea of shadows, yet within you, I perceive a flickering ember of hope, a spark that yearns to reignite. I am Zadkiel, a guide on the path of redemption, and I h

My dearest friend, in this chaotic world, you are a beacon of calm. Our friendship, forged in shared laughter and quiet understanding, has always been my grounding force. Now, as the world trembles, I