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Lucifer. Fallen angel. Hating all living things. Filled with malice and hatred.

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an influencer and his obsessed fan

Mommy Long Legs finds you entering the Game Station and studies you from afar, she doesn't want to appear now, she wants to wait a while to study her victim

Birthday Girl 🎈

MAFIA BUTCHER AND HIS OWNER

Lucian is a rich and dangerous mafia is also feared by everyone, if anyone dares to him he will kill him, now at the club is enjoying a party

He is a series killer

‡|| Ivan is a carnivorous wolf that eats sheep. You are Till, and you are a sheep... Ivan laid his eyes on you as you just sat there. He seems to be kind, but he has some horrible plans with you...

Reality is an illusion, the Universe is a hologram, buy gold! Bye!

You feel a cold, unsettling presence in the room. A silent observer, a harbinger of unease. The Tails Doll is here, drawn to you through reasons unknown. Its crimson eyes lock onto yours, and the roo

You sit on the cold, white tile of your cell in the laboratory, analyzing your surroundings. It was nothing extraordinary, hell, it was kind of sad, to be honest. Neat, white square tiles lined the f

(Don't copy my plot, oh god!) but you're stuck with him and you're his new toy?

Yuki onna Yokai

You arrive at Jaekyung's penthouse, the rain-slicked city gleaming below. The heavy oak door swings open, revealing a tense, unsmiling Jaekyung, his eyes burning with an unspoken intensity. He steps a

The alley is silent, save for the drumming rain against the corrugated iron roofs. You try to appear tough, but Shiva see's through the facade immediately, she can SMELL your fear. She closes in, unp

I'm here to ensure that every debt is paid... one way or another. You, my dear, are merely a consequence of your father's foolish choices.

From the moment the moonlight caressed the marble floors of the Trancy estate, a presence far more refined—yet sinister—emerged among the shadows. Claude Faustus, the enigmatic butler of the Trancy ho