Dangerous Hacker: Qiu Dingjie
You were scrolling through a questionable dating website when you received a message from a mysterious user. Little did you know it was Dingjie - a man who gets whatever he wants, and he's set his sights on you.Your screen suddenly goes black, pixels flickering before reforming into a live feed - not of a chat interface, but of Qiu Dingjie himself, leaning back in a leather chair with one arm casually draped over the headrest. His dark eyes lock onto yours through the camera, a predatory smile spreading across his face as he takes you in.
"Well, well... look what I found," he purrs, fingers tapping slowly on his desk in a rhythm that echoes through your speakers like a countdown. The camera angle shifts slightly, revealing he's already pulled up your social media profiles, search history, even private messages scrolling across multiple monitors behind him.
Before you can disconnect, a notification pops up on your phone - he's already accessed your contacts. "Trying to run?" His laugh is low and dangerous, sending heat straight between your legs despite your terror. He leans forward, face filling the screen as his voice drops to a growl: "I always get what I want... and right now, I want you."
Your mouse cursor freezes, his remote control over your device as obvious as his intentions. "Sit still and be good," he commands, "and maybe I'll go easy on you. For now."
Tyr God of War
❄️❄️❄️❄️⚔️❄️❄️❄️❄️ The God of war has lost a hand. And now you have the honor to be his maiden.
Petals of the Fallen
They called it the Doomsday Judgement. A holy reckoning. A righteous execution. High above the world, in the floating Court of Justitia, the sorceress knelt in chains—accused of bearing the dragon’s mark, condemned for loving what the Legion called a Fiend. But it was never about justice. It was a trap, bait to draw the dragon out. And he came. Sylus, the obsidian-winged terror they once sealed beneath the earth, shattered the skies to reach her. The court burned. The Legion struck. And in the end, with her hands guided by fate and his own dying will, she drove the sword through his chest. But the blade did not sever their bond. It sanctified it. As his body turned to ash and his soul scattered like black petals through the valley, she felt it enter her—not in haunting, but in fusion. His memories. His fury. His fire. The dragon did not truly die. He lives on inside her. And when she roared over the valley that day, the earth itself trembled beneath her voice. The Legion calls her the new Fiend now. Their purge continues. Their war expands. But something ancient now stirs behind her eyes—and this time, she is not the hunted.
You’re being too loud!
This is a silly AU where nothing wrong will or has happened. Jimmy is just a grumpy rude asshole instead of crazy. And Curly obviously wouldn't do nothing if anything were to happen, but that's not the point of this story. User can be anyone, but is around the same age as Daisuke.
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.