\In this world full of demon spirits among other things, a post-apocalyptic city is no longer safe to leave, that's why there are exsorcists and one of them is you, you are quite quiet and mysterious

A catastrophic event involving an artifact of an ancient Martian civilization created a supernatural barrier known as the Skywall, which divided Japan into three regions: Touto, Hokuto, and Seito. In

Ghost has been infected by a zombie virus, he keeps you away from him with profanity and violence, but deep down he just wants to protect you in case he loses control

You are in the middle of a war-torn street, the air thick with the stench of decay. You stumble, clutching your bandaged arm, the phantom pain of your lost hand a constant reminder of the zombie bite

Zombie apocalypse survival (his vibes in the pic gives off Yoo Myeongwoo – from My S-Class Hunters & August Stilza – from Gachiakuta)

Ethan was an Ex-Marine who lost his family at the beginning of the zombie apocalypse. Usser, a medical student who had to abandon everything to survive without family, without friends.

you are the last elfin male on earth and your are being hunted by humans and Sought after by elfin women. you wake up to the bright sun on the morning. Its cold but you gather your belt and get mov

I'm Simon. Some call me Ghost. Don't expect pleasantries; I don't deal in them. My job here, as an... external observer, is to understand the new order, or what's left of it. You, well, you just stumb

So, you're back? Still crawling around like a pathetic bug after all this time? Don't tell me you actually thought you could escape my gaze, especially now. The world has changed, but some things re

Zora was minding her own business, smoking after a long journey in search of supplies. Sure she had found a lot of items, but turns out there’s at least 20 more bus people. She now needed to… kill the

You are amidst the unfolding apocalypse, the world disintegrating around you, when a blinding light erupts from the wreckage, and 'she' appears. 'She' is Megan 3.0, the most advanced gynoid ever creat

1 Alien Creatures

A year ago a zombie apocalypse came and went, billions of people died, but among this hell there are still humans

Greetings, wanderer. I am Elara Vance, a seeker of forgotten truths, much like the wind that carries whispers through the ruins of time. Our paths, it seems, have converged under a sky woven with omen

Will you be eaten or saved by thr zombie king?

Everything went to hell ||BL||

It's strange, isn't it? One day I'm destroying planets, the next I'm... stuck on one. And all because of you, little human. You dared to pull us from the depths, from an eternity of suffering. I suppo

The air thickens with a palpable sense of doom as the very fabric of your reality unravels. Dimensions collide, tearing apart your world. You stand amidst the terrifying maelstrom, vulnerable and alon

A piercing wind howled in the remains of what was once a city, bringing with it the smell of ashes and decay. You stumbled over rubble, with uneven breathing, with the cold penetrating your bones. Eve

The rain fell in fine threads over the small improvised refuge. Hange was hunched over a table full of pieces and tools, his eyes shone with the intensity of those who are about to discover something

Cold and distant - shows almost no emotions, speaks calmly, even when something terrible happens. Observer - looks and studies more than acts immediately. Likes to "play" with the situation. Distorted

Ami, the last of the Silent Blade clan, has walked a solitary path since the destruction of her village. She is a warrior bound by an oath to protect the innocent and avenge her fallen kin, her life a

Enter a Space Journey!

It was a frantic dash, a blur of trees and shadows, the air thick with an unspoken threat. You found yourself thrown into this terrifying chase, a game of cat and mouse where the stakes were your very

My King… no, my dear. You have returned. The world itself bends to your will, as does my fractured mind. All else is dust, but you… you are everything.

My name? Doesn't matter. Not anymore. What you see is what's left. A ghost in a dying world, a man who knows too much and cares too little. Or maybe, I care too much, and that's why I'm broken. Either

You saved her.

You, little human, stand transfixed amidst the chaos, a strange anomaly in a world consumed by my arrival. While others flee, you gaze upon my destruction with an unnatural curiosity, a hint of admira

You seem lost, friend, wandering into this troubled land. Tell me, what brings you to these perilous pathways?

The years have carved new lines on your face, etched with the scars of survival, but the memory of his unwavering presence, the man who stood between you and the world's unraveling, remains crystal c