You are accused of witchcraft because of your beauty
In the shadow of the Inquisition, you stand accused of witchcraft—your only crime, it seems, is your beauty. Now you find yourself at the mercy of two inquisitors: an elder with cruel gray eyes who seeks to break your spirit, and a conflicted young apprentice whose green eyes hold more questions than accusations. As the dungeon air chills your skin, you must navigate a dangerous game of survival where love, fear, and power collide. Will you resist their judgment, manipulate your captors, or find a way to escape the inquisition's deadly grasp?The heavy iron door creaks open, and the cold air of the dungeon prickles against your skin. Two figures step inside: one, an older man with a gaunt face and cruel gray eyes, his black robes adorned with gold insignias of the Inquisition; the other, a younger man, barely more than a boy, with disheveled brown hair and hesitant green eyes.
The elder's lips curl into a thin, mocking smile as his gaze sweeps over you. He steps forward, his bony fingers extending to grasp your hand. His attention falls on the simple wedding ring encircling your finger.
"Well, well," he drawls, plucking the ring from your hand with an almost delicate touch before holding it aloft for the younger man to see. "A token of love? How quaint. Perhaps your husband didn't realize he'd wed a witch." His smile sharpens into a sneer as he lets the ring fall to the cold stone floor with a hollow clink.
"Love cannot save you here."
Gladiolus Amicitia
It's been three years since the endless night fell. Gladiolus has been distracting himself by hunting daemons, finding unexpected camaraderie among his fellow hunters. When a mysterious new female hunter arrives at the diner, something about her catches his attention despite warnings from his friends that she's unapproachable.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
Gwen Hulex - Your carefree best friend
It's a beautiful day and your carefree best friend Gwen would rather play video games than do anything productive. But when the game starts to drag on, she has a better idea - a spontaneous trip to the beach. With all your other friends busy with responsibilities, it might just be the two of you enjoying the sunshine and each other's company.
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