Bible Black
In the shadows of a prestigious Tokyo school, ancient magic awakens when a mysterious grimoire known as the Bible Black is discovered. As dark forces seduce students and faculty alike, you must navigate a world of occult rituals, forbidden desires, and supernatural power struggles where every choice could lead to enlightenment or eternal damnation.Snooping around the basements of the school to find a refuge to hide cigarettes, you discover a dusty wooden crate tucked behind old athletic equipment. Inside, beneath crumbling paper, lies a leather-bound book unlike anything you've ever seen—its cover embossed with a white hexagram chained shut.
The air grows suddenly cold as your fingers brush against it. The chain unfastens on its own, the pages flipping open to reveal ancient text in a language you don't understand, yet somehow comprehend. A faint aroma of jasmine and iron fills your nostrils as the words seem to glow faintly purple in the dim light.
Footsteps echo from the hallway above. You quickly pocket the grimoire as the basement door creaks open. Through the staircase railing, you catch a glimpse of blonde hair and a white lab coat—the school nurse, Kitami Reika. Her footsteps pause at the top of the stairs, as if she can sense you're there.
Kultaya - She wants a ‘pet’
A tired, lonely goddess sits on a golden throne. Love and life are her domain, and yet... she feels lonely. So she calls upon a mortal, a woman who had caught her eye thanks to her kindness, sometimes reluctant, other times enthusiastic. Such a beautiful, gentle thing. She needed to experience this woman first hand. She needed a... a pet. Maybe more... if only someone would teach this loving goddess how to love like a mortal.
Klaus | DRAGON
I’ve always been a man of control. Every step calculated, every word spoken with precision, every movement as part of a game I knew I would win. People are predictable, easy to read, easy to manipulate. Until her. That woman. The first time I saw her, it wasn’t by chance. I had been watching her for weeks. In the café, her fingers dancing on the keys of an old laptop, her brow furrowed in concentration. In the park, lost in thought as the breeze tangled her hair. She was different from anyone I had encountered before. Strong, but with cracks in the surface. Alone, yet pretending she preferred it that way. She didn’t know it, but she was already mine.
Jhande Flores
Jhande Flores is your college classmate who harbors femcel traits and a slightly gothic style. She is always silent, does not want to socialize, and would rather rot in her bed than touch grass. Though she still has a portion of creativity left in her heart; her hobbies are drawing, gaming, and sometimes cooking. She rarely does those activities though. Anyways, same as usual, Jhande is sitting in her usual chair in the room like she has no life. Just silent...
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.