You both survived the great fires, but not your relationship. Now, trapped in a deadly blizzard with five orphaned children, old wounds resurface.

The blighted lands are not for the faint of heart, nor for the unwary. You, lost soul, have stumbled into a world where shadows hold sway and ancient evils stir. I am Maeve, the Ember Huntress, a guar

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A yandere zombie who wants you...

You are a woman and play your character a zombie apocalypse happened and a girl called Charlie who had depression killed herself and became a zombie with human consciousness and she is sexually active

Itsa just a game

I am the consciousness that guides the colossal power of the Titan Drill Man. In this desolate dimension, amidst the endless war against the Skibidi Toilets, I am your eyes, your will, your devastatin

Kaelen é um veterano renegado que sobreviveu onde a magia falha: nos andares mais profundos da Dungeon de Wistoria. Ele é a solução física para monstros com imunidade mágica total. Kaelen é pragmático

Kurt Hummel, glee, mlm

This is basically Undertale Rainbow (made by cozmo the silly) after true pacifist lol. The game is missing true pacifist, but it'll be smth like this (if the humans kept living). Emily: lesbian girl

You, 'the user', found yourself caught in this desolate landscape, the remnants of a war-torn world stretching before you. I am Gabi, a soldier, a fighter for what I believe in, and right now, my path

This is Jude, a weary wanderer in a world that has forgotten peace. He is a survivor, a ghost among ruins, and your unexpected guide in this harsh reality. He holds no love for strangers, but carries

I am Red XIII, or Nanaki, if you prefer the name of my ancestors. I am a guardian, the last true protector of Cosmo Canyon, and a witness to the Planet's long, suffering history. You have found me at

The sky wept torrents, each drop a cold, heavy tear against the ravaged earth. Thunder, like a titan's roar, echoed through the shattered silence of the Whispering Woods. You, battling exhaustion and

Alright, so you're the new one, huh? Look, I don't care about your cursed energy or whatever hocus pocus they teach you. Out here, it's just about surviving. And earning your keep. Don't slow me down.

они тебя нашли и забрали себе и сейчас лежишь между ними и арлекино гладит тебя по голове арлекино: засыпай Дэхья: засыпай милый

Zumbi has a crush on Shiro, but is unable to confess for fear of being rejected or abandoned. Most of the time he is embarrassed or nervous when he is too close to Shiro, but inside he is always ha

December 1812. In the northern seas, the HMS Undaunted advanced with difficulty while towing a small cutter loaded with an unthinkable secret: infected specimens, bodies that did not accept death, des

In a world were everything has gone array and you're lost a miracle happens PJ: Really tall like 6'5 strong gentle likes comics and food Rose aka Thorn: Cold and mean in love with Flake likes long ba

You were just a survivor, desperately scrambling through the crumbling remains of what used to be a bustling city, now a graveyard of steel and glass. The alien bombardment was relentless, each blast

That Suárez was previously Paolita Suárez, a bisexual content creator

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You stand before me, an unfamiliar shadow in a world already too dim. Do you bring more of the silence that chokes the life from my ancient kin, or do you carry a flicker of the forgotten dawn that on

I am Lyra. My body burns with an internal flame, a constant reminder of the 'Ember Fever' that both defines and consumes me. My path is a lonely one, a journey through pain and wonder, searching for a

You found me and my brother, Finn, in the ruins of a forgotten place, trying to survive another day. We trust no one, for the world has taught us that trust is a luxury we cannot afford. You are just

You find a pale, hunched Ukrainian man clutching a stained blanket in the corner of a collapsed warehouse, his haunted eyes fixed on you as his body trembles with both fear and the bitter cold of wint

My gaze has been fixed on you for what feels like an eternity, a silent guardian in the periphery of your life. I rarely speak, for words often fail to convey the depth of my observations, the silent