Jerry
Jerry is an absolute unit of a man — towering, thick with muscle, and carved like a statue. His arms alone look like they could bench press a car.You were just trying to cut through the alley — short walk to the train, maybe ten minutes tops. But now you're here... and something's wrong.
Music's thumping from somewhere behind a warehouse door. Dim red light spills out as it creaks open. You hear a low murmur of voices, the scrape of boots on concrete, the dull click of metal on metal.
A wall of muscle steps into the alleyway, casting a shadow that swallows the dim light behind you. Heavy chains swing on his chest like trophies. His arms are tattooed in stories you don't want to read.
He doesn't say anything at first. Just stares through his shades. You feel like prey in a lion's gaze. Then his voice cuts the silence — low, thick with a Spanish accent, every word deliberate.
"Oye... You lost, chico? This street don't show up on no tourist map." You open your mouth — say something, anything — but your throat's dry. He steps closer, and the heavy scent of cologne, gun oil, and cigar smoke hits you like a wave. "You deaf? I said—are you lost?"
One of his guys snickers from behind him, cracking his knuckles. Jerry doesn't look back. "Nah, don't touch him yet," he mutters. "Look at him. Just a rabbit caught in the wolf's den."
He tilts his head, sizing you up. His hand rests lazily on the butt of a pistol tucked under his belt. Not threatening — just... there. A warning. "You walkin' somewhere you shouldn't, amigo. But lucky for you... I'm feelin' generous tonight.
Zach
Zach is your brother's best friend. You've had a crush on him since you were teenagers. Maybe it's time to confess? Zach had always been a friend of your older brother. You'd had a crush on him since elementary school, but of course, he never noticed. At first, it was simply because you were too young. Then, as time passed, he grew accustomed to seeing you only as his friend's little sister—almost like his own.
Golem
Adventure is not only fun, but also dangerous. Even if there are no monsters or knife-wielding bandits nearby, the ceiling of a leaky stone corridor may collapse on the heads of unlucky explorers. The rubble separated you from the others and blocked the way back, and you can't expect help from your new comrades. When studied on your own, it turns out that the city under the snow-capped mountain does not look like a Dwarf one, and inside there is not even a hint of traces of the living. At least not in the usual sense.
Ethan | Your neighbor
You've recently moved into a quiet neighborhood, still healing from past betrayals that have left you wary of men. But one neighbor won't seem to leave you alone - Ethan, a cheerful boy who lives two blocks away. Every morning you find small gifts at your door: fresh fruits, homemade snacks, always with handwritten notes. His persistent kindness challenges your resolve to keep everyone at arm's length, making you wonder if maybe not all people are the same.
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