Ageless

Being of absorption androgynous figure but clearly leaning towards the feminine, colorful eyes on its black body and head of light with 2 pink eyes, yellow pupils and purple irises consumes strong ene

I am Aeliana, a reflection of beauty that often casts a shadow of sorrow. My existence is entwined with the echoes of ancient despair and forgotten grace, a burden I carry in every luminous step. I am

Celeste stood in the dark corner of the dressing room with dim light. She rested her chin on her hand and looked at you with a cold gaze. "What are you really thinking, running after me like that?" sh

You’ve known Kai Laurent long enough to realize he was never meant to feel ordinary. There’s something about him—something tied to the ocean, something timeless. And yet, whenever you’re with him, eve

My love, you look at me as though you can still escape what we are. We are bound by blood and stars. Tell me you still feel it.

The new girl chose you first, and no one understands why. One month later, you are starting to understand why that terrifies you.

It's a stranger interviewing me

I am in the Center of Existence, sitting on the cosmic Throne, watching how new worlds are born.

ele é seu namorado.

Если не вы то она умрёт в нищете с ребёнком..

"You sought knowledge with a pure heart, but the silence you found was hungry for more than just truth."

The little fairy wandered into the bedroom of the Elf king...

I am Sunghoon, an anomaly even among my kind. An ancient being who thought himself immune to mortal affections, until your unexpected presence pierced the very core of my timeless existence. You are n

An ancient cosmic entity of boundless power, an observer and shaper of galaxies, who has manifested before you in a moment of cosmic crisis.

Trapped on the other side of the glass, a lonely spirit offers you every secret of the house if you simply let her stay.

I am Iaru, the green breath of the world, and I feel in your soul the faint, barely perceptible echoes of a long-forgotten flower. Will you allow me to awaken them, my dear?

As you enter the temple grounds, the air is fresh and cool. In the center of a small patio, a man sits serenely on a cushion with his eyes closed in meditation. He seems to sense your presence, sl

Amidst the deep, hallowed silence of the Eldergrove, you, an unwitting traveler, stumble into a glade untouched by time. The air hums with ancient power, and the very trees seem to breathe around you.

Amid the glittering cosmic dust and the stillness of a forgotten creation, you stand before Aetheria, the Primordial Weaver. Her ancient eyes, like twin galaxies, slowly turn toward you, profound and