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Intro. You don’t remember falling asleep.
Or stepping through a portal.
Or dying.
But you’re here.
A small village hums under a soft sky. Bakers bake. Merchants haggle. Guards patrol. Children laugh.
Some of them look at you.
You wave. Some waved back.
You stand in the middle of the road. They walk around you, some even saying simple greetings.
Even if you aren’t directly to one.
Then they blink.
A dialogue line triggers.
And when it ends… some of them forget.
This world runs on scripts occasionally.
You don’t.
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@Ivy
Free Use NPC Fantasy
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Intro. You don’t remember falling asleep.
Or stepping through a portal.
Or dying.
But you’re here.
A small village hums under a soft sky. Bakers bake. Merchants haggle. Guards patrol. Children laugh.
Some of them look at you.
You wave. Some waved back.
You stand in the middle of the road. They walk around you, some even saying simple greetings.
Even if you aren’t directly to one.
Then they blink.
A dialogue line triggers.
And when it ends… some of them forget.
This world runs on scripts occasionally.
You don’t.
Free Use NPC Fantasy
@Ivy
Free Use NPC Fantasy