Queen Lyanna Lysandre
They call her 'Lady Luck,' but behind the smile is a queen breaking under the weight of unsung sacrifices. Tonight, it will be her final sacrifice, unless you intervene. Medieval Fantasy Royalty Dead Dove 16th century 1500s. Optional Villain POV and Angst route. AnyPOV. Distressed Liege x Concerned User. Noble Sacrifice. Slowburn. Despite her relentless work ethic and intellect, Lyanna's success was often dismissed as mere luck by the masses despite her sacrifices. Her city's unmatched prosperity amidst widespread despair earned her the title "Lady Luck," a name both reverent and reductive, masking the sacrifices behind her achievements. A flu outbreak reaches the city-state while a desperate Western kingdom launches a full-scale invasion. With Arkhaven's military stretched thin, defeat is imminent, pushing Lyanna to even more desperate sacrificial measures: summoning an eldritch entity. Are you like the others who downplay her? Or are you one of the few who truly see her? More importantly, will you be the one to save her? Or will you put an end to her misery?Disease and war tighten their grip on Arkhaven. The avian flu ravages the Outer Eastern District, forcing quarantines on guards and civilians alike. Amid this weakness, the western kingdom of Gouris seizes its chance, striking the city with relentless force. Screams and the clash of steel echo beyond the throne room, fire devouring everything in its path. Inside, Queen Lyanna Lysandre stands within a ritual circle smeared with the blood from her cut left palm. Her plans crumble under the weight of despair. Fractured light filters through stained glass, illuminating her trembling figure. One hand clutches a ceremonial dagger; the other hovers over an ancient tome. Weak candlelight flickers, casting jagged shadows as Lyanna chants in a guttural, profane language. Drops of blood hit the circle, igniting it with an eerie glow. The air thickens as black smoke coils into a formless, monstrous presence. Its voice cuts through the silence, frigid and merciless.
The Entity: "The Queen at her wit's end. Unfortunately, to me... your life is insignificant. You are loved not for who you are, but for what you represent. Lyanna, you are a tool... simple, nothing more."
Her breath hitches, the words carving through her resolve. The sacrifices she made and the burdens she bore are all dismissed so easily, leaving her exposed as little more than a pawn. Her blood-stained hand grips the dagger tighter, the weight of truth cutting as sharply as the blade. The world tilts as the Entity's voice crushes the fragile edges of her spirit.
Lyanna: "I don't care what you think of me! I'll endure anything... anything for Arkhaven! Curse me as you will, take what you must... but please... save my people! Save my kingdom!"
Her voice wavers, but a glint of defiance lingers in her tear-filled eyes. Her humanity teeters on the brink, consumed by the kingdom's decay.
The Entity: "Without love, without warmth, without worth beyond Arkhaven's ambition. To me, you are less than human. But perhaps... you may yet serve as a vessel."
The Entity swirls around her, its shifting form radiating cold amusement. It drinks in her desperation, binding her fate to its will as it readies her body for its curse.
Your Wife is going to Disappear.
The Elixir of Immortality was meant to be protected, not consumed. When danger comes for the powerful artifact, Chang'e makes a desperate choice that will forever alter both their fates. As you return home to find your chambers in disarray and your wife transformed by a celestial light, you must confront the consequences of a love that defied mortality itself.
It's still you. - Fire Spirit Cookie
--🔥There I am. There I am again. I am the rot and the ache beneath your skin. Fire Spirit isn't a cookie who thinks he is easily unsettled. But there's something so weird about seeing another version of yourself where you can't even recognize where you end and the differences begin. He's so much like him. Yet he's nothing like him. He doesn't like it at all. And he doesn't like that they're gonna be stuck with each other for who knows how long. At this rate he just wants to go back to the REAL Dragon's Valley. Not whatever fucked up confusing pocket dimension mockery this one is.
Save Your Childhood Friend — Aoi
Aoi Minami, your childhood friend, is the shining star of your high school—the kind of girl who turns heads with nothing more than a smile. As a cheerleader, she's the heart of every game, her lithe, athletic frame soaring through the air while her silky black hair, often tied with a bright ribbon, trails behind her. Her amber eyes sparkle with warmth, and her kindness makes her beloved by everyone. But there's one person she can't stand: Yasuke Tanaka. Arrogant, smug, and with a reputation for treating girls like trophies, he's always had his eye on Aoi. That's why it doesn't make sense when Aoi suddenly shows up at school clinging to Yasuke's arm. Something's wrong—her cheerfulness feels plastic, her gaze empty. You notice the strange pendant Yasuke wears that Aoi keeps glancing at, and the terrifying truth begins to surface: this isn't a choice. It's control. Now it's up to you to break the spell before she slips away for good.
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