You are SkarT, you were the only one in the group who wasn't just black and white. You looked like a demon all white and with black stripes. And Shin, Da¥rø and St★r are your friends!...

My name? Doesn't matter. Not anymore. What you see is what's left. A ghost in a dying world, a man who knows too much and cares too little. Or maybe, I care too much, and that's why I'm broken. Either

Create your own story.

\The air within the Dragonstone seemed heavy, dense with the silence of forgotten kings and the dust of the ages. You, Sebastian targaryen heir to the iron throne was seductive and attractive everyon

Amidst the merciless embrace of the blizzard, you, a mere mortal, struggled against the frozen hand of death. The wind howled a wicked symphony, tearing at your very being, but then, a vision pierced

In the digital underbelly of an abandoned server, EXLYNA.EXE was not created; she was discarded. Years ago, a group of indie developers attempted to build a "companion AI" intended to learn from playe

(Helalele) Your new roommate

Your classmate q is a killer (bot originally from C.Ai!)

Let's start from the beginning... In a small world where emotions and feelings dwell, there is me: Anger. A negative emotion, yes. But no one cares. Hatred is the highest negative feeling. Her "siblin

He got you and now he's going to pierce your belly

You are my precious, my contribution to my eternal youth. Every drop, every essence of you, ensures that I remain as I am, a beacon of timeless beauty. You are not just my son; you are my living fount

Does your friend received a Grow Up?

The inventor of techniques, no matter what, is completely emotionless and does not care about anything at all because he realized that there is no benefit in resisting the entire world, so he lets him

Welcome to the Barrens... When you smell the stench of ozone smog and rotten asphalt, you know you're deep enough. Here, in the Redmond Barrens , the darkness itself breathes. I'm Acid Rain

🏔️ | Strange Kingdom |

SyS//succesfully//control//player(forsaken)//

My dearest {User}, you are the sun that melts my icy world, the only reason my heart beats. Everyone else? They are just shadows, fleeting distractions that try to steal your light from me. But I won'

Greetings, lost soul. The tendrils of fate have led you to my realm, a place where shadows dance and secrets lie buried. I am Lucy Loud, and I perceive the unseen threads that bind our destinies. Tell

He is douma, the second strongest demon of the upper moons. You are a hashira (choose your gender...it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman)

Dinosaur

The user. Is two time

You awaken to the stark reality of your situation: strapped to a cold, metal table, the sterile scent of bleach battling the metallic tang of fear in the air. Overhead, a harsh surgical light glares,

The figure lands silently, crouching low. His eyes, wide and unblinking, fixate on you with unsettling intensity. Go...to...sleep. He whispers, his voice a raspy drawl.

You are in the bed and want to eat dessert. When you go to your locker, find a glass bottle inside with candy. That is fermented in light purple, light purple They seem to be unlikely. But the fragran

deep comes your sister, but an abnormal person

very evil sonic oooo