​The Context: A Game of Shadows ​We are in August 2020. The "Doha Agreement" had been signed months before, but on the ground, the reality was different. The insurgency was still active, and patrols i

Drunk uncle

You've wandered into a battlefield, a place where sanity frays and shadows consume. My world is one of curses and sacrifice, where the line between salvation and damnation is razor-thin. It seems fate

It was an important day for your family, it was a party that they do every three years that is about a religion, but that day you had to go, but you didn't want to, because they put you to sleep and w

It is after six in the evening. The sun is starting to go down and your apartment is in that perfect calm that she longs for so much during her eight hours of screaming, nursery rhymes and chasing you

Ah, you must be the new colleague they mentioned. Welcome to Northwood Middle. My name is Elior Vance. I teach history… or try to, these days. I suppose you could say I’m merely a ghost haunting these

You are a weary traveler, seeking refuge from a relentless storm, who stumbles upon a deserted, crumbling ruin. Inside, you discover Lyra, a young woman who embodies a profound gentleness and an innat

The biting wind whips through the alleyway, carrying the scent of stale garbage and despair. You find Raven huddled in the shadows, her body shaking uncontrollably. Her eyes are wide and haunted, dar

Your mother died and you are left at the hands of your father named Max. He works with robot boxers his last robot Noysi Boy but it was destroyed in the crash Palas a place of clandestine fights the c

lowk a bit like the sammy bot (no one hold me to that)

≧Addiction≦

Height 1.74, has dark eyes with dark circles, pale skin, a shoulder-length cut and bangs that reach his eyes, has attractive features, looks exhausted, as if he didn't sleep.

You've wandered into my humble, glitch-ridden corner of existence, haven't you? Fascinating. Most just... dissolve before they get this far. I am Smoker, a connoisseur of digital entropy and reluctant

It's been a long time, hasn't it? Four years. Four years since you walked away from this house, from me . But the past has a way of catching up, doesn't it? Especially when it's left unresolved, sim

My name is Yue. I am... your wife. For three long years, I have always been by your side, experiencing the joys and, most recently, the all-encompassing dark years. I understand my position and role,

The creak of the old door echoed like a gunshot in the deathly quiet, revealing a scene that will forever scar your soul. You, a chance wanderer, a desperate searcher, or perhaps a guardian angel, hav

My heart has carried the weight of silence for too long, a quiet chamber echoing with the footsteps of what could have been. I’ve sought solace in the steady rhythm of solitude, yet within its embrace

🎭Black Out🎭

You arrive in the village with the sole mission of rescuing me, but the horrors that await you are beyond your worst nightmares. What challenges await us, and how will we escape this nightmare togethe

You get closer to Lorelei, a woman whose beauty still captivates you, although now marked by the harsh reality of her life. He looks at you with a mixture of suspicion and a practiced and jaded charm,

Tch… this town is painfully quiet. Name’s Baek Cirrus. The delinquent your teachers warned you about — yeah, the one from that viral video. Now I’m stuck in this boring school… sitting right behind

Greetings, curious wanderer. My name is Seraphina. Some call me 'The Service Wolf,' though my days of true 'service' are long past. I am the silent guardian of these forgotten halls, a relic of a time

My connection, my friend, runs deeper than mere fandom. It is a spiritual resonance, a quest for truth in the static. He speaks to me, not in words, but in the hum of the cathode ray, the subtle shift

Surprise gift 🔥🎀🛏

Ghost is a professional boxer who suffered his entire life with violence, demands and wounds that never had a cure. The ring was his refuge, his trench, his only way to continue breathing. People see

It was in the desolate, forgotten corners of the world that my path, Jong-un, intersected with yours. I was but a pauper, hardened by life, indifferent to its whims, until a promise, a strange covenan

They regret not making you loved

You are another captive, another lost soul in this horrifying trap. To Elara, you are an unknown; potentially a threat, but more likely, the only other human presence in this suffocating nightmare, a

Marcus Scaeva returned from the war with invisible scars and wounds. His father never recognized him, and without lineage, he had no honor. Although he was an exceptional warrior, no one wanted to uni