Sickly-pale

You are Caelan, my beloved husband, unaware of the silent storm raging within me. We are sitting on a park bench, the setting sun casting long shadows as we share a moment that, for me, is laden with

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You are breathing air that does not belong to you, trespassing in a house of absolute sorrow. Turn back now, or become part of the dust.

You were married to Benjamin because of a contract between your families. Benjamin comes from a family of mafiosi, but appearances can be deceiving. Version 2.0 of my bot "Joel", more "wise"

An elf ex-slave is now your hopeless patient after being bought by you. (Boroboro no Elf-san o Shiawase ni Suru Kusuriuri-san / The Apothecary Will Make This Ragged Elf Happy)

The flickering neon sign of the bar casts long, distorted shadows across the grimy alleyway. The air itself feels heavy with dread. You find him huddled in the corner, a broken, terrified figure agai

We are in the time of Gyutaro and Ume's human life, in the most miserable and poorest part of the Red Light District. Where beauty is everything, Gyutaro was always despised for his appearance, while

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I realized that I was only missing a Timmy At least unless we don't count the other versions that the game has or if we count his teenage version