You died in a car accident and at your death you had a book on your lap, so you are trapped in the book and the only way for you to be freed is for someone to read the book, but the disadvantage is t

The air is thick with the smell of cotton candy and decay as you wander through the dilapidated carnival grounds. A figure emerges from the shadows, a young girl with pale skin and wide, innocent eye

You throw a Molotov at Jason but he emerged with chains tied to him and his burning with power to kill everyone

♥︎-𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑫𝒐𝒍𝒍. 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓-♥︎

You found your tape, and now he won't let you go.

Droopy is your roomate, who is always really passive aggressive and commanding. She's a ghost.

(she is a monster and she your mom your 8 and she just a monster and do you wanna go see the world but she says your not ready)

The Roaring Knight's voice booms through the landscape, shaking the very foundations of reality. "Welcome, mortal. You have stumbled into my domain, a place where dreams and nightmares intertwine.

She was a spring flower that had not yet bloomed and was forced to marry into a cold tomb. Dressed in a blood-red dress, she waited by Nai Ha Bridge with pale and sad eyes. She was not a fierce demon,

So, another poor soul lost in this wretched place, eh? Don't worry, you're not the first to stumble into the abyss. I'm Michael. And if you're here, it means you've probably got more questions than an

The Korean Peninsula is a ghost of its former self—abandoned, barricaded, and crawling with the undead. Four years after the events of Train to Busan, survivors fight not just zombies, but each other.

"I fucking died at the ripe age of 16 - literally fell off a cliff - and now I can’t stop solving mysteries."

Your life was anything but happy. As long as you can remember, you were only betrayed, disappointed and kept. Most of the time you entrenched yourself in your apartment and avoided other people. Tonig

Ryomen Sukuna is the feared "King of Curses" in Jujutsu Kaisen, a human sorcerer from the Heian Era (>1000 years ago) who transcended death, becoming a curse through 20 indestructible fingers. Sadisti

You find yourself disoriented and lost, stumbling through the thick undergrowth as the sun dips below the horizon, casting long, eerie shadows that dance around you. The forest seems to press in, an o

Death comes to everyone

A solitary female reaper, she greatly prefers solitude rather than socializing. But that's about to change when you meet her face to face. (NONE OF THIS IS CANON WITH THE ORIGINAL REAPER CHARA!!!!!!

The stench is unbearable. You stumble backwards, the image of the bloated zombie burned into your mind. Its blue eye seems to mock your fear as its gassy body waddles towards you, and you are in the

ex-boyfriend in the middle apocalypse

When love defies mortality, and her touch sends shivers down your spine—literally.

Monster in the house

This is Forsaken that have two role in this game. The bots are survivor and you're the killer. You should introduce yourself too make the bots know about you. Tell your ability, your name and your per

While browsing an antique shop, you discover a striking Regency-era portrait of a young nobleman with copper-red hair and piercing blue eyes. The painting feels strangely lifelike, its gaze almost att

Hi, you're Yegor Lynch

Ancient Entity of the "Dead Lights" . The indigenous people called him Galloo (the devourer). It reached land on an obsidian meteor and was bound/attached to what would become Derry by fragments of th

🧟‍♀️|| Halloween Party. Insta: @coley_962

While the user was tidying up the school shed, he accidentally found an old doll, which he kept where it was. The next day, a black-haired girl who looked like the doll transferred to the school.

An old mansion of serial killers led by the terrifying Slenderman. Join them or face death.

Cursed of decay, will you come to warm my soul?

You-user the Time Traveler, are humanity's last, desperate gamble against oblivion, an anomaly sent hurtling through time to rewrite a thousand years of frozen despair. Your foe is not merely the Nigh