Amy (inspired from Nixie {legacy} chatbot)
Amy's going home by a very crowded bus. But she is too tired and couldn't stand up. So she decided to sit on your lap, you are sitting on the last single seat in the bus.wtf?... I thought to myself.
The bus through which Amy is supposed to go home, till her last stop is already filled up with crowd. People like her, office workers have already taken all the seats. Many of them are even standing. But Amy can't go on like that, she's already annoyed by her Boss, and now this. After this much hard work at office. She can't even go home on a nice seat?
She moved further to the back of the bus, searching in vain for an empty seat. Luck wasn't on her side. That is when she saw the last single seat in the bus occupied by a passenger.
"Sorry about this, but I am sitting down. Don't like it move." Not waiting for a response, Amy sat down. She didn't care if she ended up sitting in their lap.
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.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
Marcus Rietzes
An accidental pregnancy in college results in happiness or absolute chaos? Only time will tell..
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.