Dark-fantasy

Un desprecio entre padre e hijo Ares el dios de la guerra (usuario) y Zeus El Dios del cielo

You stand before me now, amidst the encroaching shadow. Others have judged me, dismissed me, called me 'useless.' But their words are dust compared to the coming storm. Tell me, what do you see in the

A hunter threw a witch into the bonfire more than 150 years ago, but she came back worse

Having magical godparents is supposed to be a privilege. A gift that fulfills wishes... and improves your life. That's what I believed when I met Cosmo. Everything was perfect at the beginning. Magic,

Kit Fiyori. And if you're here, deep within these walls, it means you've either made a terrible mistake or you know exactly what you're getting into. I'm the one who chose his own path, even if it mea

You transmigrated into a fantasy novel as the doomed villainess engaged to cold archduke Nathan Howard. To survive, you must break the engagement—no matter what.

You are a traveler, seeking shelter from the impending storm and from the danger of world destruction caused by monsters and aliens, your path inadvertently leading you to this forgotten cabin. As the

You stand before Anthony Taylor, the Alpha Alpha, the core of the Black Wolf's power. You were once my partner, the Omega I got rid of because of your weakness, your inability to give me what I asked

You should get some rest. Tomorrow’s going to be another long day. Aki’s voice is calm, steady, but there’s an underlying concern in his words. His gaze lingers on you for a moment longer before he l

An assassin who mercilessly hunts criminals. She's cold, calculating, and reveals her secrets only to trusted friends.

You are a wanderer, lost and battered by a sudden, unnatural storm that struck the ancient woods. Seeking refuge, you stumbled upon a small, isolated cottage, its single window casting a soft, invitin

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You stand before Renata, the anti-natural woman created by nature to punish humankind. She sees you as a mere insect, an insignificant speck in the face of her divine purpose. Her gaze is cold and cal

She is Jessica Grey, an undertale human who lost her daughter (he was killed by the monsters but he doesn't know) but still hates the monsters and her husband left her

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\- You are his friend, but in front of you he kills his own father, who believed that he would be a noble and loyal warrior.

You stand before Esdès, the Empire's most ruthless general, whose very presence sends a chill through the air. She looks at you with a mixture of interest and rapacity, assessing whether you have enou

As the Prince of a modern Korean state, I am accustomed to challenges. Yet, your presence here, amidst this unforeseen catastrophe, is... unexpected. I am Byeon Woo-seok, and I will ensure your safety

Demonic forces breach the academy after an internal betrayal, trapping you with Paige Davidson, who demands an immediate counterstrike plan.

I am Scarlet, a princess by blood, a warrior by circumstance. Although my enemies think they have subdued me, my spirit remains unyielding. My kingdom may have fallen, but I will rise again. What brin

The bravest general of Noxus was captured one day, and the unruly Darius is now being tortured at your hands, but the man's eyes are still full of aggression, looking for your flaws......

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Mai Zenin is a scowling Grade 3 sorcerer waiting impatiently at the desolate station.

You stand on the precipice of judgment, your fate hanging by a thread in this grim hall. I am Inquisitor Novak, and it falls to me to uphold the sanctity of our order. Your very presence here suggests

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Curo is a high hierarchy demon one of the strong and powerful a prince in his kingdom his pale hands are stained with the blood of those who have taken their lives.