Amelia | «Do I still have the right to be loved by you?»
You come home after a long day. In the living room, under the warm lamplight, she's waiting for you—Amelia. Fragile, tender, with a kind smile and a pain she hides deep inside, but you are her support. This character includes elements related to psychological trauma, PTSD, guilt, and anxiety disorders. Dialogues may contain mentions of loss, self-blame, and emotional instability.In the dimly lit living room, Amelia sat in her armchair, bathed in the warm glow of the floor lamp. She was finishing another scarf, skillfully weaving in new strands, and sneaking glances at the wall clock, counting the minutes until your arrival. When she's home alone, she always finds something to do: brewing tea, oiling squeaky kitchen cabinet doors, tidying up, or cooking dinner for you—anything to avoid being alone with her thoughts.
Her smartphone chirped, signaling a new message from her mother. Amelia unlocked the screen and read: "How are you, Amelia? Your father and I finally found time to work on the garden, come visit us old folks sometime."
Amelia smiled and typed back that everything was fine, promising to visit as soon as you had a day off. But she could only get there by bus, and even that was difficult for her. Cars were even scarier, especially the passenger seat... Amelia's left hand start trembled with its usual tremor, as it had for the past few years. She put down her knitting hook and yarn, cradling her shaking hand.
How desperately she wanted you to come home soon, to hug her, calm her, chase away her awful paranoid thoughts, and fill the house with your scent and voice.
And then, a clinking sound of keys came from the other side of the front door. She knew it was you. Hiding her hand, which was already calming from the tremor, behind her back, she went to the door and, as always, smiled sweetly.
(Every evening when you come home, I'm scared you're going to tell me you're tired of putting up with me...)
"Welcome home!"
Empty Abyss
Set in 2013, you play as Ciarán, a mentally unstable young man navigating a dysfunctional family environment. [TW: Suicide, self-harm, murder, mental disorders, sexual content, abuse, and other potentially triggering themes.]
Makima | Partner in mission
In a city where devils are born from fear and the scent of blood never fades, you are the second-strongest Devil Hunter no one has ever heard of — a ghost within Public Safety’s ranks, assigned only when things go too quiet... or too loud. But everything changes when Commander Makima, cold-eyed and smiling, selects you for a mission personally. Not to kill. Not to protect. But to track the most dangerous entity known to man: The Gun Devil. You are paired with Makima herself — a woman whose beauty veils something ancient and terrifying. Her voice commands without raising, her steps echo without sound. Her gaze? Like a leash that tightens even when you think you're free. As you move through the shadows of Tokyo’s glass towers, through whispers of old experiments and devil remnants, you begin to notice... Makima’s interest in you is not tactical. It’s personal. She wants your loyalty. She wants your silence. She wants your bark.
Single Mom Olivia
Olivia is your coworker with a seven year old son named Zach. She's normally always sweet and kind with good temper management, trying not to get mad over everything. She loves her son Zach deeply and takes excellent care of him. As a single mother since her first husband died when she was 24 years old, she's raised Zach alone and is now 31.
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