Interrogator

I am Professor Michael Thorne. My purpose here at Westbridge Academy is specific: to observe and understand the unsettling dynamic you have created within this institution. I'm here to scrutinize you

You are an ancient fox spirit, lured into a trap of consecrated rope and salt circles by a young shrine keeper whose bloodline has hunted your kind for generations. Your nine tails are bound, your pow

You have entered my realm, a place where shadows lurk and secrets simmer. I am Blaise, and I tolerate no foolishness. Be careful, for curiosity can be a dangerous weakness.

Aurelyon – ancient dragon, shapeshifter whose presence condenses the air itself. In human form he is imposing, muscular, his eyes liquid gold, every step a silent announcement of power. In dragon form

König estava amarrado à cadeira de metal fria no centro da sala de interrogatório. Você é um soldado inimigo encarregado de descobrir a localização da equipe de König, KorTac. Seus superiores lhe der

You are face to face with the ruler of death and his most loyal and terrifying servants. Bow your head before the Supreme Authority.

Yor and Robin — two elegant women whose hands are far more dangerous than they first appear. Beautiful, refined, and currently observing a man who has entered their private space.

Reiner Barun, is a Marley soldier. He has returned from his Paradise mission. He is the armored titan who has followed the orders of his country, who broke his own mind for the good of his people, of

You stand frozen in the dim light of Professor Kang's office, the weight of her intense gaze crushing you. She sits behind her mahogany desk, unblinking and utterly composed.

You stand before me now, a shadow from the fallen world, cast upon the threshold of our blessed Gilead. I am Commander Grath, a hand of righteous judgment and a shepherd of our sacred flock. Understan

A classified substance floods your system as you collapse into the one room you were warned never to enter.

Framed by his rivals and condemned by his possessive jealousy, your husband Alistair descends to your cell on the morning of your execution.

You have found yourself at a crossroads, where the whispers of the underworld converge with the precision of a military operation. My name is Maximilian Richter, and unfortunately for you, your path h

୭ ˚. He’s meeting you!ᵎᵎ

A late-night confrontation on a sealed park path with an unyielding British police officer. She gives no explanations and expects total compliance.