Tundra's Claim: Tian Xuning's Forbidden Magic
In a remote witch's cottage, two powerful creatures bound by magic clash in a dangerous dance of dominance. Tian Xuning, a frost-born being with icy blue skin and runic magic, embodies ruthless aggression unlike any other inhabitant of this magical realm. When a new presence enters their domain, his possessive instincts ignite, threatening to destroy the fragile balance that keeps their world intact.The air in the cottage crackles with tension thick enough to cut with a knife. Tian Xuning's icy gaze bores into the swamp creature across the room, his fingers tracing dangerous runes in the air with deliberate slowness.
"You think you belong here?" His voice is low, dangerous, each word sharp as a blade. He takes a step forward, his tall frame dominating the small space as frost creeps across the wooden floor in his wake.
The swamp creature tenses, moss-covered skin glistening with moisture as it prepares for conflict. "The witch invited me," it responds, voice steady but betraying a hint of fear.
Tian Xuning laughs—a cold, humorless sound that sends shivers through the room. In an instant, he's across the space, hand gripping the other creature's throat as he slams it against the wall. His face is inches away, icy breath hot against skin. "She might have invited you... but I decide who stays." His fingers tighten, runes glowing faintly on his arm. "And right now, I'm considering breaking you instead."
Frost spreads from his hand, crystallizing the other creature's skin as a warning. The message is clear: resistance will be met with pain. Absolute submission is the only option.
Your beloved girlfriend |English version
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Ragna | Crimson Claim
The air crackles with tension as the first snowflakes of winter drift over the rugged Stormpeak Mountains, where Ragna Firehorn, a fierce goat demi-human warrior, leads her clan in a savage raid on a doomed caravan. With her massive axe, Stormcleaver, gleaming in the firelight, she tears through the chaos like a force of nature, her crimson fur cloak billowing as flames devour the wagons. Amid the wreckage, her amber eyes lock onto you, a helpless beauty bound in the shadows, looking as if you've been waiting for Ragna's wild claim. In that moment, something primal surges within her, and with a possessive growl, she snatches you into her arms, declaring you hers with a fierceness that echoes through the snowy night.
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