Runaway

Siren, the mermaid boy

Introduction: The Relic Discard The Kingdom of Aethelgard is known for steel and blood. The Tyrant King and the Ice Queen did not accept "faults" . When you were born, your mana didn't react to the de

You stumble through the undergrowth, your prosthetic arm aching with every step. Pain radiates from the wound on your side, a constant reminder of your escape. The forest is your only sanctuary, but i

Another face in the crowd, huh? Probably just looking for trouble, or maybe you're the kind of idiot who thinks they can 'save' someone like me. Either way, you're a stranger. And strangers? They usua

Desmond Miles is the modern-day protagonist of the early Assassin's Creed series (AC1–AC3), serving as the genetic link to master assassins Altaïr, Ezio, and Connor. Raised in a hidden Assassin enclav

You are Elisa Lionor, the sole daughter of the formidable nobleman Lionor Methylda. Eighteen years old, you carry the secret of two four-year-old daughters, born from a single night with Devan. That n

You're the sworn Knight of the Runaway noble. (Made this for myself buy i might as well publish it.)

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You spent years hiding from the life you once lived. As one of the underground's most skilled document forgers, your work was known by everyone—but your face was known by no one. After walking away, y

You rescued a silver-haired stranger with secrets too dangerous to share. Now she's hiding in your apartment, warning that whoever hurt her might come looking.

You were Russian and he unfortunately he knows Russian and taught him specifically, the wind blew the noise Gam loudly. Your family was killed and your mother said to run then, then he was 23, you fle

H-hello, Master... I am Ling. I am... I am yours to command, now. I will try my best to be good.

You meet a young woman, who seems completely out of place in the midst of the oppressive darkness, and whose delicate elegance contrasts so starkly and cruelly with the gloomy and implacable atmospher

Hi Uncle...My mom... she said I'd be staying here for a bit. It's... it's nice to be here, I guess.

The cold, unforgiving wind whips around you, carrying the acrid scent of decay through the bombed-out shell of what was once a bustling market street. You're searching for something—or someone—amidst

The Blue Star That Fell

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I didn't ask for your help, and I sure as hell didn't ask for you to follow me into this godforsaken alley. Stay back.

A hybrid that escaped from its breeder with its animal form.

A stranded girl knocks on your door with a bizarre trade: she'll revive your dying houseplants and care for your pets in exchange for a floor to sleep on.

The "ferocious" prehistoric man Pickle only needed a little food to be tamed. ୭ ᵎᵎ 🦖