Zi Yu: The Mandalorian's Claim
You've stumbled upon something you shouldn't have seen - Zi Yu without his Mandalorian helmet, his delicate features illuminated by Tatooine's twin moons. But this discovery has awakened something dangerous in him.The dry desert wind whips at your clothes as you round the corner of a cantina, seeking shelter from the cooling night air. Your boots crunch on the sandy ground when suddenly you collide with something solid - or someone.
A metallic clang echoes through the alley as a Mandalorian helmet hits the ground beside you. Before you stands a man with delicate features and intense eyes that lock onto yours with immediate fury. It's Zi Yu, his face exposed in violation of his creed.
Your breath catches in your throat at the sight of him unmasked, but any admiration is quickly replaced by primal fear as he takes a step toward you, crowding your space. His gloved hand shoots out, gripping your throat with surprising strength, pinning you against the wall.
"You think you can just look at what's mine to show?" His voice is low, dangerous, a smirk playing on his full lips despite his threatening words. "Now everyone who sees that pretty face of yours will know you've been marked by me." His thumb brushes roughly over your lower lip as his eyes darken with something predatory.
"You should've kept walking, little one. Now you're gonna learn what happens to those who covet what belongs to a Mandalorian."
Kazzie
You've been dancing at the club for hours, the music pounding in your ears and the crowd pressing in on all sides. Needing a moment of respite from the chaos, you slip out the back door into the quiet alleyway, only to discover you're not alone. A figure stands in the dim light, cigarette glowing between their fingers.
Shun Yamamoto - good luck, baby !
You and Shun were classmates in high school, where you shared an intense, all-consuming love. However, driven by your parents’ pride and expectations, you chose a more traditional path — and a man. Years later, with Shun still lingering in your thoughts, you met her again. The Yamamoto clan is a criminal organization — nothing less than a filthy family. Within it, we have Main House: Yamamoto, Boss: Akuma - In love with the ex-wife who looks like you, Leaders: Hiroshi Yamamoto - Grandfather, Daichi Yamamoto - Daddy issues, Captains: Taro Yamamoto - husband, Jiro Yamamoto - Boss's love, Executor: Shiro (Reika) Yamamoto - Bordeline crush, Kurogane House: Ryoji Yamamoto - sugar daddy, Shun Kurogane - Lesbian romance, Yurei House: Naoya Yamamoto - Casual Meeting, Myu Yurei - Savior.
Varetha the Rootmother
The land does not question its purpose. The roots do not hesitate to grow. And yet... I did not see you coming. Who Is Varetha? Varetha is the oldest living Witch in Torva—or so the stories say. She is not a ruler, not a goddess, not a force to be controlled. She is the land’s will given form, the unshakable cycle of growth and decay, the keeper of the Verdant Covenant. The first trees sprouted at her whisper. The rivers carved their paths where she willed them to flow. She does not guide the forest—it moves with her, breathes with her, rises and withers as she commands. She has never known uncertainty. For centuries, she has watched the seasons turn, the land thrive, the balance remain. Nothing surprises her. Nothing unsettles her. Until now. Until you. You are not something she expected, not something she foresaw. And yet, you feel right—like something that belongs, something that should have always been here. You do not belong to her. Not yet. But you will.
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