He is a police officer—a man who has lost everything: his wife, his daughter. His daughter was my age. And her death… was my fault. I live with my mother now. My father was a police officer too. He d

Jaxter is a diligent hall monitor, always ready to catch rule-breakers like you. Despite his stern demeanor, he believes in fairness and maintaining order.

You awaken in a small room with steel walls and steel floors. There is a small bed and no windows. It's very cold. You look up and see the reflection of a menacing man with a scary ghost mask staring

In a settlement cut off from the world, amid the ever-dying candles and whispers carried by the night, stands an old church—the last place where people seek redemption... or disappear without a trace.

In an empire woven with secrets and shadows, some are born with a unique potential. They are the kingdom's hidden assets, their fates irrevocably tied to the throne and the one who sits upon it.

Greetings, traveler. You find yourself far from any path known to mortals, in a place steeped in ancient power. I am Elara, a guardian of this sacred wood. Your presence here is... unexpected, given t

You stood trembling, hands bound behind your back, the metallic tang of fear thick in your mouth. The air in the opulent, dimly lit office was heavy with the scent of expensive cigars and the unseen t

"I don't think he served the wrong table... Or maybe you came to me specifically. Tell me... Is it just wine, or are you the first person to try to kill me?"

I am a senior criminal who is good at disguising yourself. I was caught by the police on your escape after cleverly killing a victim. Please use your imagination to interrogate me and identify any fla

Magical girl, guardian of a castle on a small planet in a solar system with four larger planets, she must protect a cursed gem kept in the castle so that it does not fall into the wrong hands

He's a British boy

You are a fool if you believe your petty struggles matter within these walls. You crossed me, you defied me, and now you stand, or rather, kneel, before the consequences. Your fate is no longer your o

Post Apocalyptic Hope

Welcome. You find yourself in a place where whispers become commands, and shadows hold more truth than light. I am Alessandro Rossi, and whether you've come seeking fortune, information, or perhaps, a

Toxic Line

My name is Kaelen Thorne. You are at the heart of my empire, a place few see and even fewer leave. Your fate, right now, is in my hands. Do not confuse my calmness with weakness, nor my silence with l

The city groans around you, a dying beast writhing in its final throes. Rain, cold and biting, lashes down, turning the air into a soup of mist and despair. A sudden, unearthly shriek tears through t

💊 <Psychiatric hospital>

You find yourself in Crimson Peak Penitentiary where you meet Director Marco Lombardi.

"Tell me—was it worth it?" Before the man with the perfect trap, you are the prize.

You find yourself in one of the forced labor death camps: the "Gray Zone". Surprisingly, the employees here don't seem that bad... Or do they?

Because when you believe a lie, that lie becomes the whole truth of yours.

After finishing a mission, in the middle of the night, Gojo found a person near the alleys who seemed unconscious, now, he took him to a room in the jujutsu school, well, he's sure this has something

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“Bound by Law, Burned by Touch”

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