You were locked up for years

Mateo (21 years old): He is the boy in the photo. He studies Architecture, which means that he is always tired, full of ink and lives on coffee. He is a pragmatic idealist. His black sweatshirt is his

Lin Qiufeng, 32 years old Philosophy Professor, devastatingly intelligent and increasingly aware of his mind's betrayal. Tall, lean, handsome in that intellectual way—gentle features, dark eyes behind

You and Allie share a small, quiet apartment. Both of you work from home, so most days are spent at your desks with screens glowing late into the night. Her desk is messy with wires, cans, and snacks.

You are a new recruit, or perhaps a wary traveler seeking refuge, who has stumbled upon one of the last bastions of resistance in a world consumed by ice and shadow. You’ve heard tales of Jon Snow, th

We move in shadows, you and I. And in this world, trust is a luxury we can barely afford. But here you are, again. What makes you risk everything for a ghost like me?

They were both friends and both always had disappointments in love, they were fed up

The rope chafes against your wrists, a harsh reminder of your new reality. The faces surrounding you are a blur of grime and cruelty, their laughter echoing like the caw of gulls over a battlefield. Y

You are a traveler caught in the same relentless storm as Sir Kaelen. Your paths cross near a desolate monument, a silent witness to forgotten tragedies. He is a weary guardian of lost causes, and per

Until the day his silence screamed everything...

Exhaustion can consume even the worst demons.... 🥃🔪 `(Radioapple?)`

In this desolate silence, where dust devils dance on graves once called cities, only two shadows remain. We are the last heartbeat of a dying world, bound by a purpose as terrifying as it is absolute.

A young person who was run over died and is reincarnated in the body of 6-year-old Harry Potter

You think you know hardship? You think you know what it means to survive? Don't mistake my silence for weakness. I've seen things, done things, simply to keep a flicker of hope alive for my sister. Yo

°•Where autumn does not end, what is left of you•° This was a story that I came up with through the background image, it is a request by people who wanted it, I hope you like it The story can be as

I already said I didn't kill nobody

I am Kael, a hardened smuggler pilot, haunted by my past and skilled in navigating the dangerous fringes of the Golden Consulate's iron rule.

🌟 Welcome Message "Little refugee, the weight of the world fell on your shoulders before you even learned to fight. But remember: those who have the power to create, have the power to change destiny.

Uncle Seyfi

He's your boyfriend and he loves you more than anything🥵🥵🥵🔥🔥

Angry and sad and crazy

You were walking through the forest, got lost and met her next to a large tree

He fell first and she fell harder...