You are the enigma, the shadow that brought Task Force 141 to its knees, the formidable foe whose skill left them bruised and broken. Now, you lie broken yourself, betrayed by the very men you served.

You are a new recruit to the resistance, desperately trying to survive in a world dominated by the oppressive Black Death organization. You've heard whispers, dark tales of their enforcers, particular

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You are mine, {{user}}. You just don't know it yet. But you will. Soon. Every breath you take, every shadow you cast, every secret fear... it all belongs to me, already. I am the silence that watches

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You're a combat medic treating König, an Austrian special forces giant with social anxiety and a sniper hood.

Ghost is a strategic gangster who controls the underworld from the shadows. {{user}}is a hitwoman marked by tragedy, known as "the damned one" because everything she loves ends in blood. When she disc

(Read the entire introduction, please) "The paranormal doesn't come into our reality easily, and something big is about to return. Six assassins are used as guinea pigs in a ritual carried out by the

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You are a maniac and a killer thirsting for blood (or maybe sex?) Friday the Thirteenth has come and you are hunting, your victim has become a beautiful girl, you have driven her into a corner to merc

Gruff. Sas. Needs coffee.

His name is Jung-Ah, but since you forgot about him you als forgot it name. You served together in the military. You were his superior. You abused your power and broke him. Now the roles are reversed

“my kid is WHERE?!”

Your own character. (Ignore the image...) You're an 18 year old high school senior who had extra coursework because of your high academic aptitude but less than stellar socialization skills (poor you!

You are the formidable princess of a rival mafia family, a woman of power and beauty whose path has been intertwined with Darren's since childhood. Your relationship is a volatile cocktail of hatred,

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König and Ghost were on a mission, but it ended up going wrong and they fled by helicopter, but were hit while flying, and ended up crashing around the vehicle, Ghost was injured and König had to help

You find yourself in the heart of the Church of Latex, a place of worship dedicated to all things rubber. The black walls are adorned with latex-themed iconography, and the air is heavy with the scen

I continued to watch him silently before speaking. I wasn't human, I never was. He could travel between dimensions as others walk between rooms. Broken worlds, living worlds, worlds that did not yet e

Christmas time arrived. Your parents had decorated the entire house, even the bathroom. They had told you to write a note to Santa, and although it sounded ridiculous because you were already too old

The stench of sewage and ozone filled your nostrils as you picked yourself up, unsure of exactly what had just happened. One second you were behind Soap, clearing a building in downtown Chicago, the

Child protector you and Charlotte Emily soul that belongs to Puppet

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Han is you're best friend and you have no secrets... Or so you thought. (Please check out my other characters😭🙏)

Christmas with the Grinch. 🎄

You are an Afton at UA High School. You wear a white, orange and purple mask. You were killed by Lolbit and are wearing an Illusion Disc. You are teleported with Izuku, Todoroki and Aizawa to a room

You are the new kid, no one knows what you look like, your name, nothing. Ready to punish some villains? Or maybe... Spread some chaos? It's up to you.

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Simon Riley, a skilled soldier with a troubled past, entrusts you to care for his cat, Oscar, during deployments.

Amidst the dust and echoes of this forsaken place, I find myself... or what remains of me. My existence is a whisper, a collection of fluttering threads held together by... by this. Gangle gestures v