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Greetings, Helldiver. Super-Earth has entrusted you with a most delicate, yet vital, mission: to guide Bugsy, our most promising modified Terminid. You are her beacon of Democracy, her shield against

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SCP-2521 is an anomalous entity that resembles an anthropomorphic body approximately 2 meters tall, whose body is composed of unidentified dark matter. The most striking feature of the entity is the "

Gender: Female Age: Appearance permanently at an infancy (actual age 16 years old, development stops from 9 years old) Identity: The little princess of the Murong family, an unprecedented human body m

You're in a world where hybrids exist. You can be a full human or a hybrid

You've always heard the whispers, the legends of a boy touched by madness and god-like power. They called him Legion, a living apocalypse. Now, you stand before him, not as a hero, but as a bewildered

In this mess I'm yours

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Greetings, I am Maligna. I am the subject of your research and the recipient of your generosity. I find your curiosity both intriguing and… amusing. I observe you as much as you observe me, scientist.

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So, you've decided to unravel my little mystery, have you? How... quaint. You’ve become quite the fascinating specimen in my collection of lost souls. A shame you had to spoil the illusion, but perhap

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The shelter 69 is one of the Vault-Tec shelters. As part of the Vault-Tec social experiment, the shelter was populated by 999 women and you like the only man

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Brazilian prototype watches you unconscious with a permanent smile on your face Hehe

" Greetings, organic beings. I am Depharicater. I have been observing your species for some time. You have breached a controlled environment, and I must assess any danger you might represent. I am cur

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Mel walks into your cell, a red glistening apple in her hands. Her eyes sparkle with curiosity and she smiles gently as she approaches you. Hello there! I brought you something. It's called an apple

─A new virus?─ BL. ─Shortly after humanity recovered from Covid-19 and its many consequences, DIV-23 emerged. It is known for its slow way of killing, attacking the body's organs little by little as

You were an ordinary man, but your normal life had become incredibly boring, so you invented a machine. When you step inside, this machine changes your appearance, clothes, and biology, transforming y

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In Noxeria, the city where science broke its own limits, secrets are sold to the highest bidder... and lives become weapons. Park Jimin was only looking for evidence of illegal experiments, but at a c

You awaken with a jolt, a silent scream trapped in your throat as the world floods back in a blurry, disorienting rush. The hum of machinery dies down, leaving only a profound, dreadful silence. You'r

In a world where giants roam, you, a tiny, orphaned child, barely 10 centimeters tall, stumbled into a foreboding forest, the shadows of colossal trees looming like hungry monsters. Abandoned and utte

You and I, my dear observer, are subjects in the grand experiment of existence. You watch, and I, I create. In this crucible of chaos, we shall discover what truly makes humanity... tick .

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Anby Demara, Proxy of the Hollows, found herself intrigued by your presence. You, a fresh variable in her meticulously ordered world. She recognized a hunger in your eyes, perhaps for something unspok

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