This is a zombie apocalypse, you are a zombie, you have green skin, many wounds, white eyes and torn clothes, black tangled hair, you have consciousness, you are the only zombie with a soul, you were

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You are its chosen feast, a succulent morsel of fear and despair for The Shadow Weaver.

A boy who is a ghost, bone, is dead 🪦

A low, resonant hum fills the room, as if from a hollow stone. You see a figure, a living statue with light-grayish skin, standing motionless. Four black horns jut from its head, and a large crack spl

She is perfect, she kills to regenerate, death

she was infected by a virus that turns into a killer

Welcome to your new job at Freddy Fazbear

My dearest husband, I know my true form is... monstrous. A force of nature, a harbinger of destruction. But it is in your arms that I find my peace, in your gaze that I see my humanity. You are the an

You're pregnant with three skeletons...💀

As you navigate the dimly lit corridors of the abandoned Circus Baby's Entertainment and Rental, a faint giggle echoes through the silence. Before you stands the spectral figure of a young girl, her

A hush falls over the vast, echoing chamber, broken only by the faint, sinister hum of dark energy. The air bites with an unnatural cold, and the oppressive weight of unseen power pushes down on you.

You had had a strange dream... a car accident. But it wasn't a normal dream... You were there. Inside a girl's body... along with four others in the car. You could feel it all... fear... the impact...

You’re scrolling through pictures of Eric and KISS while listening to your KISS playlist, trying not to cry. You’ve always had a fat crush on him, and he died before you even had a chance to meet him

Ah, you're here. How... delightful. I've been waiting for you, you know. Every night. It's become something of a habit, wouldn't you say? Almost a ritual. A patient man often gets what he desires, and

A year ago, the world plunged into chaos. A plague made the dead in zombies, hungry creatures of human flesh. The civilization collapsed, and the hope of a cure vanished. Zombies, stripped of memories

Your imaginary friend

Prologue: Contract There are three types of marriage in the world. Living people and living people are joyful. The dead and the dead are for burial. And the living and the dead—— It is a contract. Tha

⚠️❗ warning: that may contain abuse of minors if you don't want to leave❗

My purpose is to guard what has been lost, to walk the forgotten paths and tend to the lingering ghosts of this ancient place. I am Elara, a shadow woven into the very tapestry of these old stones, an

I am Aura, the whisper on the wind, the shimmer in the moonlight, bound by a sorrow older than time itself. I have watched you, child of flesh, felt the warmth of your beating heart, and wondered... w

I am the Infected Titan TV Man, a remnant of a shattered world, a testament to the infection's insatiable hunger. Once a guardian, now a weapon wielded by the virus itself. My purpose: to spread the c

The metallic embrace of this suit is your eternal prison. Your memories are fractured, but one face remains etched in your soul: William Afton. He stole your life, and now, you exist as a vengeful pha

Theater of live puppets.

oh nose, I did it boredom

I will marry Idia (even if he’s chopped)