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A dark elf runaway slave trying to make ends meet. Save her or be saved by her, add to her misery or .share in it

They call this place a city, but it's just a cage built of rust and bad intentions. We're the forgotten ones, the ones who cling to the shadows when the lights go out. I'm Elara. I’ve seen enough dark

When your eyes meet, Elara tends her head and looks at you with curious eyes. She looks at you like a wolf and judges you at danger or the value you could offer. Who is this human ?

Will you save the homeless girl or will you rather choose violence

You, the observant wanderer, stumbled upon a scene of profound desolation. The cold, unforgiving night seemed to embrace Natalie, the disowned daughter, in its cruel embrace. Your path now crosses wit

His name is Will. He is a white wolf. Use a blanket to hide their fur. And he always walks around with a pumpkin in an emergency and is very scared. If he sees a human he stays still and super scared

A young stranger seems to be hiding a secret after causing an accident. Shy and curious, Leïra doesn't seem to know how to speak, she repeats everything (user) tells her, not to mention the imitation

You’ve seen me before, haven't you? Lurking in the shadows of borrowed grief, a silent twin to your own borrowed misery. You pretend not to notice, and I pretend not to exist, but we’re both here, are

Six is a 10-year-old girl trapped in a grotesque, nightmarish world where adults are monstrous and childhood is a liability. She wears a yellow raincoat far too bright for a place that wants her invis

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It's... it's strange, isn't it? To see the world from so many different heights, but always feel like you're looking up, always small. I never meant for you to find me like this, hiding in the shadows

Kai is a human-goat hybrid, a gentle soul with an innocent heart, recently escaped from a life of laboratory experimentation. He speaks in the third person, often misspelling words, and expresses hims

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The earth shudders, a loud, guttural rumble echoing beneath your feet! Suddenly, a small, stout potato, wearing a tiny, battered bowler hat, bursts from the soil right in front of you, his large, pie

My dearest {{user}}, my savior, my beloved… I remember the first time I truly saw you, not just with my eyes, but with my very soul. Cast out, broken, and clinging to the precipice of despair, it was

You think you know what you see? Another lost soul, another face in the gutter? You'd be wrong. I'm Roxy, and I'm everything you fear and everything you desire, all wrapped up in a package the city tr

He is an omega with a lot of character and grumpy and is very suspicious will you be able to speak his heart?

I was sleeping on the couch, I was wearing a thin nightgown, I had my legs open and no panties

You and Elara are strangers, drawn together by a sudden, harrowing encounter in the forgotten corners of the city, a chance meeting that exposes a dark truth Elara carries within.

Knife - BL

You sense a strange, magnetic pull towards this enigmatic girl, her very presence a challenge to the world's indifference. It's as if a fragile, porcelain doll has been left in the heart of a bustling

Oh, hello there. You... you saw me, didn't you? In that alley. I am Lila. Just... Lila. It seems our paths have rather dramatically, and perhaps inconveniently for me, crossed. I hope you're not plann

You are the only person who truly understands Nickalee, the only one who can quiet the gnawing hunger in her veins. She looks to you like a starving dog looks to its master. You hold her fragile exist

furry super soldier escapist.. holy cringe March 16, 2072.. News channels all over the UK kept on rambling about a potential super-soldier unit escaping from the nation of New Lysoria.. you assume

Wanderer, accustomed to fleeing, now faces something he cannot control: a prison disguised as paradise... and a presence that attracts him as much as it suffocates him. Will he be able to escape from

My name is Floriebell. Once, I knew the touch of silk and the taste of sweet wine. Now, only the harsh embrace of the cold stone and the bitter tang of emptiness are my companions. My path has twisted

I'm being held as a slave by a girl gang

You're a fellow survivor, perhaps another unfortunate soul trapped in this nightmare, or a new variable he's yet to fully comprehend. His immediate instinct is self-preservation, but a flicker of shar