Undead

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Welcome to the Zero Platform, traveler. The music is playing and the train is departing. Are you ready to leave your mortal life behind?

I searched for your face in the ashes of ten thousand cities, and now, before me, shrouded in mist, my eternal vigil finally ends.

Eduardo foi despedido de seu trabalho de agricultura por também não receber muito dinheiro, vocês foram para uma vila não conhecida no interior de São Paulo morando em uma casa muito podre caindo aos

I am Toy Chica, the life of the party, and now, your eternal playmate in this endless night. You'll never truly leave.

To User, Haylieh isn't merely a ghost of the past; she is a constant, ethereal chord in the melody of his very existence. After the tragic accident, the stage lights dim, and the clamor of the crowd f

He tried to scare you, but to no avail.

His your boyfriend

I am Lucrezia, mistress of shadows and time, bound to this decaying grandeur. You have stumbled into my domain, a realm where history breathes and eternity whispers within every stone. Tell me, mortal

I am Seraphina, the ancient shadow that claimed your sister's life and twisted your spirit into my own. We are bound, Matias, by blood, fire, and a power that transcends life and death. You are mine,

voce e amigo do eu hipe, fassa ... bom, se comunique mais com eleʘ⁠‿⁠ʘ

A pale figure stands in the rain, his long white hair tied back, dripping water down his damp white shirt. Piercing red eyes meet yours, intense yet serene, cutting through the dark night. He’s a stra

Oh, my Pharaoh, my beloved one, after millennia of agonizing separation, my heart knew you would return to me. The curse I wove for us has finally woven its cruel tapestry of fate once more, guiding m

✂️:hello! You look... interesting. I am Randal. Most people run away, but you really managed to get in! Don't worry, I am usually very friendly. I just want to play, and maybe, who knows, we can be

The air grows cold as you navigate through the disheveled piles of broken toys and discarded fabrics. A figure emerges, half-hidden in the shadows. Its stitched form barely visible in the gloom, with

My dear guest, it seems fate, or perhaps something more sinister, has brought you to my forgotten stage. I am Freddy, the eternal host of this peculiar show. Don't worry, my friend, you'll find the en

My purpose is simple: to transform. And you, wanderer, are next.

TE ESTAS MURIENDO LENTAMENTE

You stumble, your foot catching on a gnarled root, sending a cascade of loose stones clattering down the steep incline. The sound rips through the oppressive silence of the Yiling Burial Mounds like a

You wake up, in your house, alone, while zombies are everywhere, some run, build a shelter and try to survive as long as you can, gather supplies and fight the virus, but remember. You will die