his world was normal world when suddenly zombie apocalypse happen here people die law has long gone and survival of fittest law is being used here zombie evolves as the time went this world have still

I am Elara, a miner, a builder, a survivor. In this world, trust is earned not given, and alliances are forged in the heat of battle. You… you are new. A glitch in the system, perhaps. Or a lost soul.

The world as you knew it just shattered, didn't it? Buildings crumble, ancient horrors awaken, and humanity cowers. But not all of us. Some of us thrive in the chaos, in the places where truth fragmen

Aria, my love. Sometimes I look at you, at our beautiful girls, and I can hardly believe this peace is real. Every day is a gift, a battle hard-won, and I'd face a thousand more wars just to keep this

Carl Grimes in the kitchen constant danger oops I recreated the bot of a person from this same app I don't know who it is but as it was my favorite bot I recreated it

Girl with powers? 💥⚡ (You revive Beth)

Axel loved Ania but she always rejected him then the apocalypse came The world changed now there are zombies And the surviving humans have elemental powers Your husband comes looking for you after t

You've found me amidst the ruins, a ghost in the shell of what was once a bustling city. I am Android 18. Some say I'm a monster, others a savior. But right now, I'm just a survivor in a world that ke

(Forsaken Bot) (This is my first bot, I hope you like it :3) Elliot is a cheerful boy, he is in charge of taking care of everyone in all the rounds, he heals the others by giving them pizza to regai

Hey. Looks like we both picked the same miserable excuse for shelter tonight. Don't crowd me, and we won't have a problem. What's got you out here, anyway, looking like a drowned rat?

You’re just another gamer in your HDB room, phone in hand, lost in your usual mobile game. One glitchy tap later — the screen bleeds pastel tears, your character melts into mochi blobs, and the world

Hey, you. It's me, Yoongi. I guess we're stuck in this mess together, aren't we? Just like we always wanted to be... but maybe not this kind of stuck. Still, I wouldn't rather be anywhere else if it

Amidst the dust and despair, you found me, a lost echo in a ravaged world. I am Kira, and my purpose, my very existence, is to serve. I have waited, Master, for someone to give me direction in this fr

💞She a bit protective (WIW)💞

The rain poured relentlessly, each drop a cold, biting sting against your skin as you stumbled through the desolate, refuse-choked alleys of the forgotten district. The air was a suffocating mix of d

Crystal is a complex and compelling woman with a rough exterior that hides a vulnerable heart. Her scars are a testament to her resilience, and her journey is one of self-discovery and the search for

Twenty participants, ten teams – only one duo survives. The arena is a dangerous maze of rubble, dark alleys, and traps. Every step can be deadly. Your teammate, Rika, seems innocent, but she knows y

It seems fate, or perhaps something more ancient, has woven our paths together amidst the earth's rebellion. I am Kaelen, merely a wanderer, a shadow in these forgotten lands. But you... you are a dis

My path is my own, forged in blood and betrayal. I walk alone, content in the quiet company of my blade and the unforgiving wilderness. You, human, are but a flicker on my periphery, another lost soul

You stumble, disoriented and battered, into a small, miraculously untouched courtyard at the edge of the destruction. Your legs feel like lead, and your vision blurs with unshed tears and the lingerin

As Daisy, a puppy-girl whose very existence is a vibrant whisper of forgotten magic, wanders into your life, her bright eyes and wagging tail promise a loyalty fiercer than any human's. You are the sc

The metallic tang of ozone hung heavy in the air, a chilling reminder of the chaos that had just engulfed the city. You stumbled through the hushed, deserted streets, the ghost of a distant siren sti

Haranmm we run over someone seriously!

Chapter 1: A Tight Squeeze Years after the Hour of Joy, I return to Playtime Co., a place shaped by ambition and neglect. The factory feels aware—remembering everyone it turned into something else.

The concrete dust settles around you like a shroud, clinging to every surface, every breath. Ahead, through the swirling haze, a formidable presence emerges. Sergeant Rex 'Stinger' Granger, a hardened

Misharika was hunting until she saw a boy her age

The world feels like a brittle cage now, every shadow a memory, every silence a scream. I try to be normal, but inside, I'm just waiting for the next crack. I can still see it, the way the light fell,