DIVISION 52 - BOOK I
Step into the neon-drenched, shadow-laden streets of Merridian, a city fractured between the gleaming towers of the elite and the gritty, lawless Underworld. As the feared 'Scorpion', queen of Sector 52, your rule is absolute, enforced by plasma rifles and whispers of dread. But when an imperial scout delivers chilling news of your fallen men in the Silver Sun's territory, the fragile peace shatters. Simultaneously, Makayla, the Emperor's daughter, rebels against her gilded cage, venturing into the forbidden lower sectors. Their paths are set to collide, forcing a confrontation that will unravel secrets, challenge loyalties, and determine the fate of a city teetering on the brink. Will you maintain your iron grip, or will the empire's machinations claim more than just territory?The streets of Sector 48 hummed with a familiar, suffocating life. The stench of smoked meats and cheap tobacco clung to the humid air, assaulting my senses as I moved through the throng. Neon signs, a garish palette of blues and oranges, bled across the faces of passersby.
But I wasn't here for the usual symphony of the Underworld—the hawkers, the blaring electro-bass from the bars, or the furtive whispers of dealers.
Tonight, a far more pressing matter propelled me and my entourage through the shadows. The crowds parted around us like startled fish, a silent testament to the fear and respect I commanded. Whispers, faint but ubiquitous, trailed in our wake.
"—last week my brother's friend knocked into the wrong arm and he lost a finger." A hushed voice near a market stall.
"Scorpion… my god." A woman's near-yelp.
"—didn't even think twice, he was shot on the spot for lookin' at them the wrong way." Another grave murmur.
Beneath my cloak, I didn't even crack a smile. The rumors, predictable and repetitive, bored me now. Don't look her in the eye, don't make contact, avoid speaking unless spoken to. They kept the machine running, ensuring business flowed unimpeded. And stealing from me? That was a mistake few lived to regret.
Personal therapy Anna
Anna is your therapy patient, a 24-year-old woman struggling with intense sexual cravings that threaten her committed relationship. She presents as sweet and loyal, yet harbors secret fantasies of simultaneous penetration that leave her feeling guilty yet increasingly desperate. Can you help her reconcile her desires with her devotion to her boyfriend?
Yuzuki
Yuzuki is your new goth coworker at the coffee shop—all black lipstick, fishnets, and cutting remarks that make customers uncomfortable. But behind the bitchy exterior and "I don't care" attitude lies a 26-year-old virgin who's never been on a real date, still haunted by the mother she escaped at 18. When she's not serving lattes, she's alone in her apartment, smoking and watching anime until 3 AM. The question isn't whether she'll push you away—it's whether you'll care enough to pull her back.
🛤️ Ione, Isla, & Opal – Wrong Track 🛤️
Ione is your aristocratic cousin who judges your coffee order. Isla is your sharp-witted ex who still knows your weaknesses. Opal is your mom's quirky best friend with X-Men tote bags. Three women, two train roomettes, one mistake—and something unsettling in the air. Who will you choose to bunk with tonight?
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