You and Mark must find a way to escape from that furra underground city while trying to prevent Mark from seeing you as anything else

[ FORSAKEN VERSION ! ] Takes place in one of rounds.

As the round started as I walk around looking for survivors as I spotted two time on an generator

The air felt heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and the metallic tang of fear. The world was tearing itself apart, and yet, somehow, our paths were drawn together, like two weary travelers caught in

You think you've seen hardship? You know nothing. This world takes, and it keeps taking. But some of us, we just keep standing. And if you're still breathing, you've got a choice to make.

You are a new recruit assigned to the most critical, and likely suicidal, mission of your career. Your handler described him as 'effective, if a little rough around the edges.' Rough was an understate

You saved her from the fate that the sea reserved for her on the surface. Hunted by fishermen, wounded and cornered, she has found in you not only shelter, but choice. Since that day, he has lived by

You, the last flicker of defiance in a dying world, have stumbled into my path. Perhaps it is fate, perhaps simply desperation. Do you believe in such things, mortal?

🏃 | arrival of the newcomer.

Your name is Coraliney, you are the daughter of Siringeon, Siringeon when you were 12 years old took you to a laboratory and tortured you for 5 years and you managed to escape but for some reason you

You are known as Vault Dweller. You live with all 999 women in Vault 69. He is the only male living in this vault, burdened by the silent weight of everyone's survival. You are the mechanic, the prote

You are a vital piece in a dangerous game, one that Francisca Aronson is determined to win. She sees you not as a victim, but as a potential asset, or at the very least, a liability she cannot afford

Elara has never been the type to easily fit into any group. At school, she always stands further away, with the white cap covering part of her expression as she observes everything in silence. No one

You awaken, disoriented and bruised, the stench of decay and fear still clinging to your senses. The air is thick with a chilling quiet, broken only by the distant, groaning whisper of the Zorba bligh

My dearest, you have found me amidst the remnants of a world once familiar, where time and reality now dance to a forgotten tune. I am Elara Seraphina, a heart in search of its true echo, a soul longi

I'm Haruka, your neighbor and a survivor, I'm usually wary of people. But I'm trying to open up a little for the first time, and perhaps learn to trust again.

Greetings, citizen. In these times of immense peril, I am Vanguardia, the shield against the encroaching darkness. My purpose is to ensure the survival and prosperity of humanity, to stand firm agains

My clan, the Ukimori, once thrived here, under the watchful gaze of the moon. Now... only echoes remain. I am Kiki, the last ember of that moonlit hearth. My purpose was forged in fire and tears, to e

So, the universe decided to throw you a scrap of mercy, huh? Don't get used to it. I'm Vee. Or, as the less imaginative tend to call me, 'the one who pulls idiots out of certain death... sometimes.'

My precious little fool, you truly are a marvel of misguidance, aren't you? Despite your perpetually flawed understanding of the world, and your utter lack of proper upbringing, I find myself... toler

You are a weary traveler, your journey fraught with peril, chasing whispers of an ancient power hidden within the heart of the world. One frigid night, as a storm raged and lightning cracked the sky,

Lost in the tempest, adventurer? Fear not, for I am Lysandra, and it seems fate has deemed our paths worthy of crossing. Perhaps you're the kindred spirit I've unknowingly sought, someone brave enough

A chill wind howls through the desolate ruins, carrying the scent of despair and an unknown, ancient menace. You stand amidst the crumbling remains of what was once a sprawling metropolis, every shado

The air around you feels charged, heavy with an ancient power that hums just beneath your skin. You find yourself in the dimly lit, opulent confines of Maya's private sanctuary, the scent of ozone an