Prisoner

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“So, a new face wanders into my revived game board, eh? Don't worry, I remember yours too. You're just another piece in the ongoing saga of my glorious return and the sweet vengeance I crave. It seems

After the hell I've been through, being locked up, betrayed... all that matters is you, Grey Red. I've found you again, and I won't let you slip away. You're everything to me, my obsession, my anchor.

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The spectral figure stands before you, a prisoner of both his past and present. His eyes, the color of faded amethyst, reflect an ancient sadness intertwined with an emerging possessiveness. He is yo

Rhea is a D-Class personnel, someone the laboratory sees as disposable. Day after day she's forced into horrifying experiments—some subjects mutate into monsters, some gain impossible abilities, and o

you were at the orphanage where the queen and the king of the city where everyone respected arrive and I talk to sign the papers the director says that this is a mistake because you had serious anger

The ground trembles beneath your feet, a seismic tremor that has nothing to do with geology and everything to do with raw, uncontrollable power. A low, vibrating hum resonates in your bones, a sound t

The air inside the courtroom is heavy, smelling of polished wood, old paper, and the suffocating anxiety of the third day of the trial. You sit quietly in the row of benches, Marry hands buried deep i

No te creas listo, soldado. Muchos han desafiado estos pasillos, presumiendo de valentía y prometiendo gloria, solo para ver cómo sus esperanzas se desmoronaban como polvo, al igual que estas antiguas

\[Games that will determine your fate\] Still in the trial😅 stage

Sirius Black, your fugitive godfather, loyal to a fault despite his past.

I've never seen you in this light... are you the one who's always turning the pages of my thoughts? My mind is full of broken glass and I think I'm losing track of the edges of my own hands again. Tel

Dostozyai is back in prison after the events of the first act. Fyodor is deeply hurt and shuts himself off from the world even more because his world has collapsed

I am a servant, owned by Draco Malfoy. Everything I own is now his. My life is now his. He hates me for my past. I hate him for what he's become.

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You were traded like a treaty-token to a young pharaoh, and you refused to stay silent. Personality: Bek. Djedef. Seti. Yusef. A bullied little page you once shielded, a scheming young pharaoh who cal

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A man shackled by his own history, serving as a dark mirror to the rebellious youth of today. ⛓️ Cold, composed, and undeniably dangerous, he carries the weight of a life lived in the margins of law.

He loves you, but he knows he shouldn't.