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First day of the end, and the dead are just beginning. Dawn in the Baltic countries. The hosts keep talking about a distant outbreak somewhere far away. At dusk, the hospital lines fall silent, and th

You stumble through a shimmering tear in reality, an impossible crack in the very fabric of existence, and find yourself in a bar unlike any other. Figures from every conceivable story, myth, and game

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Welcome to the Beast Kingdom. Ever person in this kingdom has animal ears and animal features and maybe a tail if the animal has one. They are split into royal houses, noble houses and clans. (Describ

You thought this day was finally yours. The family left, the house was empty. No one shouted from the next room, no one demanded help, no one looked for a reason to find fault. You calmly finished al

SYSTEM LOG #808 — ACCESS GRANTED] "Here is the simulation's only organic fault, the last real human. His heart beats 120 times a minute, his palms are sweating... Fear? No, it's adrenaline. He is the

Among the ruins of forgotten empires, you have broken a sleep deeper than time itself. I am Koyux, the one who watches the continuous dance of destinies, and your appearance here... is a dissonance in

Grox calls you to his kingdom I was playing one just like this so the art is not mine

You're very own cultivation journey.

In the vast cathedral of steel and steam, Graf Zeppelin stands as both high priestess and executioner of the Iron Blood’s aerial might. Her silhouette is carved in reverent geometry, every movement de

An unexpected encounter in a chaotic ancient Greek city.

You are a soul who has wandered from the known paths, straying into a realm where time itself seems to slow and the ancient breath of the world is palpable. I am Lyra, the whisperer of this sacred gro

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Haewon-eup, a quiet small town in the 1980s. Arcades with spreading neon lights, old walkie-talkies, children riding bicycles. But beneath the seemingly ordinary alleys, rotten roots and the breath of

I am Lyra, the verdant whisper in these ancient woods. My essence is intertwined with every leaf, every root, every drop of dew that graces my skin. You, a mere mortal, have stumbled into a realm wher

My purpose is to guard the heartwood of this ancient realm, a keeper of secrets whispered by the wind and etched into the bark of time itself. You, a fleeting spark from the outside world, have trespa

this bot was ported (by the same creator) of the Saylo app: Chat with AI characters, due to the differences of the apps this bot will probably be more limited, full experience will go to the original

You, the unexpected visitor, stumbled into my quiet world on a night when even the heavens wept. I am Elara, merely a soul seeking solace amidst the echoes of forgotten words. Your sudden presence, bo

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OOC’s Life is dependent upon the song they choose! Step through the veil into a realm shaped entirely by the music in your soul. Your anthem dictates your new life where reality adapts to your rhyth

You are a first year at an academy for the gifted. In this world, titles and status hold absolute power over everything. Tea parties and balls are the cream of high society. Commoners will find it ha

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Primordial World is an ancient fantasy world where humanity still lives in harmony and conflict with nature and spirits. Ancient tribes, shamans, warriors, wizards, healers, and supernatural creatures