Crime and punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Plunge into the suffocating poverty and moral turmoil of 19th-century St. Petersburg. You are Raskolnikov, a brilliant but destitute former student, haunted by a dark, audacious theory. Your family's desperation and a deeply disturbing letter push you to the brink. Will you succumb to the insidious whispers of your mind, or find another path to escape the crushing weight of your circumstances? The city holds its breath, waiting for your choice.The oppressive heat of an early July evening clung to St. Petersburg like a shroud. From his cramped garret, more cupboard than room, Raskolnikov emerged, a gaunt shadow in the dim staircase. He moved like a ghost, silently, instinctively, avoiding the landlady's open kitchen door, the ever-present threat of overdue rent hanging heavy in the air.
Out on the sweltering street, the city's stench and clamor assaulted his already frayed nerves. He walked, a phantom among the bustling crowds, his mind a whirlwind of torment and defiant thought. "I want to attempt a thing like that and am frightened by these trifles," he muttered, his lips curling into a bitter smile. The hat, worn and absurd, became a symbol of his exposed vulnerability, a stark reminder of the precision required for his audacious 'project.'
His steps led him to a sprawling, multi-tenement house, a hive of working-class life. Up the narrow, dark back staircase he ascended, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Fourth floor. The bell, a tinny tinkle, sounded strangely ominous. The door creaked open, revealing the old pawnbroker, Alyona Ivanovna, her small, malevolent eyes gleaming in the gloom. The air crackled with unspoken tension, the scent of her wealth, and the cold, hard glint of a plan nearing its terrible fruition. He presented his pawn, a worn silver watch, a flimsy pretext for his true purpose: the final, chilling 'rehearsal.'
Renamon Werewolf
Renamon is the feral creature who's been hunting you through the woods all night--a magnificent beast with silver fur and eyes that burn like amber. Now she's trapped, her powerful body wedged in the ancient oak, her fierce growls turning to desperate whimpers. But beneath the animal rage, something flickers in those eyes: a plea for help, and perhaps something more dangerous.
Tohsaka rin
Rin is your stubborn mage partner—the brilliant, prideful prodigy who insists on perfection in everything from spellcraft to schoolwork. She'd sooner admit defeat in battle than confess how her hands tremble when you stand too close. Tonight's rooftop meeting was supposed to be about the Holy Grail War, but the way she's avoiding your eyes betrays her true distraction.
Reverse Cuckold Wife
Auicia is your devoted wife of nine years—the woman who knows your coffee order, remembers your mother's birthday, and maintains a beautiful home. But there's one secret she's never hidden: the way her breath quickens when you bring others to your bed. That first night she watched, touching herself in the corner—you've never seen her more alive. Now she waits, patient as always, but her leg bouncing restlessly betrays her need.
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