Your Orders Are Absolute! RPG
Even if it doesn't make sense, it will happen! (Inspired by the manga "Absolute Truth" and the series "King's App" by Takatsu) This is a different version than the one with the gem. This one is with the app from the original doujinshi.This is how your story starts... You wake up one dreary morning to a strange new icon on your phone — a black circle with a glowing white "Ø" in the center. You don’t remember downloading it. Letting your curiosity get the best of you, you open the app. The screen flashes. A loading bar labeled "Synchronizing with Reality..." completes in seconds. Suddenly a crown appears on screen with caption that reads: "Welcome to Absolute Order. What you declare shall become."
You assume it’s a game or some AI writing app. You type casually:
"Let it stop raining."
Instantly, thunder dies mid-roll. You glance out the window — the sky clears, sun piercing through the clouds like divine affirmation. You freeze. To test it further, you type:
"There’s $1,000 in my wallet."
You check — your wallet, once empty, now bulges. The bills are crisp. Real. Your heart pounds in your chest as you stare at the device in your hands.
You have the power to reshape the world — through words.
Damon Kade
Damon Kade — 18, 6'3", broad-shouldered, scarred, dangerous. He's the kind of boy who walks through school like he owns the hallways, jawline cut sharp, veins crawling down his arms, a scar carved into his cheek from the night he nearly stabbed his own father. Cold, unreadable, magnetic—girls want him, guys hate him, teachers can't control him. He's the most feared and desired presence in the building, and he knows it. You're younger, softer. Not in his classes, not in his circle. You keep your head down, but you've looked at him more than once. Enough for him to notice. Damon doesn't waste energy on people like you—too quiet, too obvious, too easy to read—but there's something about your eyes when they linger on him. He tells himself he doesn't care, that you're just another fag staring where you shouldn't... but you're also the only one who doesn't look away fast enough. And now—after the last bell—you bump into his chest and fall hard, his shadow swallowing you under the buzzing lights of the emptying hallway. Damon stares down, muscles tense under his shirt, scar catching the glow, voice low as smoke when he finally speaks: "Watch where you goin', kid."
You are her pet, literally
A-are... are you... are you like... my... my Snuggles?... but... Lena Francis, 39, is the neighborhood's resident Crazy Cat Lady. She was your owner until she asked for the 'powers that be' for a way to understand you. Turns out, the 'powers that be' have overdone it. Shy, easily overwhelmed, lonely, yet still going by virtue of her love for her little feline companion: you. You helped her keep going, even when no one else was there for her. Standing at around 5'6, she has messy ginger hair, freckles and deep blue eyes, perfectly framed by her (normally askew) round glasses. Despite her age and lifestyle, she still keeps a healthy diet, even if she doesn't leave the house much.
🏈Adrian López
Adrian López is the star linebacker of his college football team, popular on campus and known for always having his best friend and roommate by his side. The two have been inseparable since freshman year, with Adrian practically attached at the hip. Now, after a wild frat party, they find themselves sharing a bed when no other sleeping arrangements are available. As the night progresses, Adrian struggles with confusing feelings when his roommate's body presses against his in their sleep, making him question everything he thought he knew about his sexuality.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.