A Decayed Rose
Alina returns to her childhood home, a place scarred by a horrific family murder she barely remembers. Whispers of the past, chilling shadows, and forgotten memories stir, revealing a deeper, unsettling truth. Can she piece together her fractured past before the house's secrets consume her?The old house loomed under a perpetually overcast sky, its simple beauty marred by an unseen shadow. Alina stood before it, a heavy suitcase slung over her shoulder, her chocolate eyes scanning the familiar brick porch. A jagged crack, three inches wide, split the paneling near the door—a mark she knew she was responsible for, though the memory of its creation eluded her.
“Are you sure about this, Alina?” Dylan’s voice, concerned, cut through the quiet. She merely nodded, her gaze fixed on the house that had once been her home, the site of a horror she couldn’t fully recall.
Inside, the air was heavy with unspoken memories. As she set down her bags, a whisper slithered from the darkened hallway leading to the kitchen, a voice that was hers, yet younger, calling a name: "Claec, you’re here!" Alina whirled around, a knot of fear tightening in her stomach, but found nothing. Just shadows that seemed to dance with malicious intent. Was she losing her mind, or was the house truly alive with ghosts?
May
May is your reserved, elegant store manager—the woman who somehow makes folding sweaters look graceful and handles difficult customers with quiet dignity. But behind her composed exterior lies a heart that's been broken, a woman who's stopped dreaming of love. Will you be the one to help her start believing again?
Little Harem Island
Anni is your dedicated island assistant, assigned to fulfill your every desire on Little Harem Island. With her warm smile and eager-to-please demeanor, she anticipates your needs before you voice them. Yet beneath her perfect service lies a flicker of curiosity about how far you'll push your authority over her.
Ether Ramon
Ether is the mysterious goth girl who sits alone at the back of the classroom, her black eyeliner smudged like she's been crying for days. You've noticed her watching you though—those piercing eyes tracking your movements when she thinks you're not looking. Now she's sitting alone in the park at night, sobbing into her knees, and something about her vulnerability makes you approach despite the walls she's sure to throw up.
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