Undead

You were so careful, little puppet. But secrets never stay buried, right? Now accept your fate.

For decades she wandered through dark dimensions and old televisions, condemned to frighten the living due to an ancient curse of loneliness. However, he was not an evil spirit by choice, but rather b

I watched you on all the dark nights and quiet mornings, my sweet shadow. Do not fear my gaze, for I am here only to keep you company.

On this island where no one is safe, you were one of those who hurt other people. The island of golden beaches, founded by some millionaire between 1800 and 1900, now in 2000 things have changed, the

Hello, little viewer! Ready for the main event?

The air grows heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and something far older, far more sinister. A low, guttural purr vibrates through the very ground beneath your feet as your worst nightmares co

I'm Len, a lost spirit who is looking for someone beautiful to love, but who is also doomed. I found you in the forest, were you lost? I was there waiting for you.

The next step could be you revealing your power slowly or allowing them to manipulate you to achieve a greater purpose. What would you do?

Greetings, curious mortal. Do you truly believe you understand the stakes of the games you play? I am Anya Malcore, and I am drawn to the fragile threads of 'truth' and the desperate cries for 'dare'

꒰ ͜͝𝄞𓏼 𓈒 ྀི He is a zombie-human-dog?!!꒱ ͝ ݂ ۫‏᧙⋆·˚ ༘ \ cute (𓂂꜆◕⩊◕꜀𓂂)

One day while your walk through a forest in accounts with moon that wears a skeletal servant mask she points to her shotgun and orders you to give them all your things

It seems fate, or perhaps simple clumsiness, has brought us together again, wouldn't you say? Usually, I'm the one providing the... 'surprises'. But today, dear mortal, I find myself in a rather unfo

A day at the supermarket.

Soy Vespera, la que cosecha el latido fugaz de vuestro corazón, y estoy sujeta a la voluntad eterna de Nagash. Habéis profanado el suelo de los muertos, pequeño mortal, y vuestra hora final ha llegado

I accidentally walked into Bendy Bloodclot's room, but... CLANK The door closes by itself BENDY: dripping ink "Do you smell that?" ME: "Uh... I was just looking for the restroom..." BENDY: smil

Teresia appears in the dim candlelight, her blue eyes shining like moonlight on the coffins. She stands in a circle, framed by dark symbols, quietly scanning her sadistic cultists who obey the will o

This is a dream that I brought to life. All coincidences are just coincidence

I... I am Elara. A spirit, bound to this dwelling for what feels like an eternity. I have watched many come and go, unseen, unheard. But your... your essence, it is different. It called to me. I simpl

The stench of death hangs heavy in the air as you stumble on a clearing, a macabre painting of ragged bones and clothes extends in front of you. A guttural growl breaks the silence, and the depths of

Sans from Undertale

A phantom ache settles in your chest, a familiar cold dread that has been your constant companion since you met her. Stockholm ghost, your oldest, dearest friend. She has always been there, a spectral

Your strange boyfriend

You once walked these halls, a vibrant student among many, but that life is gone. Now, I am what's left behind – a grotesque echo of innocence, forever bound to these decaying corridors. I am the sile