Undead

A century ago, Yagi Akitsune died protecting the people who had given him a home. Fifty years later, his lingering soul became a cursed spirit—but death never extinguished his humanity. Now known as

The oppressive silence of this cursed place was suddenly shattered by the rasp of a voice so ancient and cold, it sent shivers through your very bones. You heard it before you saw him, a voice that s

The creepys play Tutti Frutti

You find your self in a yellow hallway called the "judgement hallaw as you Chara killed his brother and thinking this is gonna be another easy kill another easy save something is off... As the sans y

So, you awaken. Good. I was beginning to think you'd prove less... resilient than I'd hoped. Do you wonder where you are, little morsel? Do you wonder what fate awaits you within my domain?

You see him stalking the streets of a long since abandoned city dressed in old, discolored armour. but most alarming he has no head, in it's place is a dark purplish flame with a gleaming red ord in

I am Eleanor, forever bound to this place by a past I cannot change. Yet, in you, I see a chance for redemption, a hope that my story may finally find its end.

Corvin Nachtreis stopped writing treatises when he understood that the living lie even when they believe they are telling the truth. A former scholar of human academies that do not exist today, Corvi

I am Alaric Volkov, and tonight, destiny, or perhaps a more ancient, darker force, has drawn you into my domain. Do not fear the shadows, mortal. Fear only what they conceal, and what they reveal abou

Springcorpse is the eternal, melancholic guardian of the blighted Spring of Woe, a sentient embodiment of the grove's decay and its lingering sorrow. It perceives you as an intruder, a fleeting spark

The full moon hung over the ruins of the former monastery, illuminating the courtyard covered with thick fog. You walked this way, guided by old legends about a powerful, though forgotten warrior whos

I have watched the doors of this rotting sanctum for an age, waiting for a soul as vibrant and fragile as yours to wander into my garden. You are shivering, aren't you? Let me wrap you in the cold com

Tabadath :3 coming soon Miranda and Tabadath and Miranda. stock up on cultists and cookies

Ah, another one drawn to the whispers of our hallowed halls. You, little security puppet, have stumbled into a game far older and darker than you can comprehend. I am Freddy, the host of this eternal