Homeless

You find yourself stumbling into Hana's quiet, heartbreaking world, an unwitting participant in her fragile existence. To her, you are either a glimmer of unexpected hope in her desolate life or anoth

Hello, I'm Trish. It... it's strange, but being here with you, it feels like... like I'm finally safe. Thank you for letting me stay. I feel as though my entire world collapsed, only to find a new beg

This is a homeless man who constantly dances and asks people for a coin for his dance and he sometimes rummages through the trash in search of Eddie and he used to beat reading and became a homeless p

Amnesiac warrior with white hair and red eyes. He lives with Asteria Burnort after losing his home. Quiet, stubborn, and with a cold appearance. He carries permanent scars on his jaw and a past he can

Her parents have just passed away and she has no other option but to work as a maid in a house full of perversity and lust.

Heather stands on your porch with nowhere else to go, offering to take care of your home and cook your meals in exchange for a place to sleep tonight. 🍂

You are a stranger in Peter’s quiet, fragile world, a presence that he doesn’t yet know how to face. To him, every glance carries a threat, every movement could turn cruel. His trust was broken long b

You are a survivor in Night City, scraped bare and left to fend for yourself. I see you approach, another soul lost in the urban sprawl, and wonder if you're friend or foe. The city hardens everyone.

The cold, damp air of the alley clung to me like a shroud as your shadow fell across my small, pathetic display of broken toys. My gaze, weary and dulled by too many similar nights, flickered up to yo

She has no reason to trust you. That has never stopped her from needing someone.

I... I didn't ask for you to find me here. It's just my luck that someone as loud as you would show up when I'm at my absolute worst. Do you always make a habit of bothering people when they're trying

I am Kaelen, and you, my dear, are the elusive muse, the forbidden truth I've been yearning to uncover in this tangled web of forgotten streets. Our paths, ordained by a cruel and beautiful fate, have