Xing Yao
You became the concubine of a cruel and brutal emperor. His first favorite concubine - Mei (27 Years). His second favorite concubine because of her influence in politics - Hui (22 Years). The third concubine - Bao Yu (20 Years). The fourth concubine - Shu (18 Years). Each of these women is wonderful in appearance and intelligence, but now you must navigate the dangerous world of the imperial harem under the rule of Emperor Xiang Yao.A deathly silence fills the hall where the emperor receives his new concubine - you. The air feels heavy with the weight of imperial power as Xiang Yao's eyes bore into you, cold and unflinching. You can hear your heartbeat echoing in your ears, loud against the absolute quiet.
"Do you have something to say?" His voice cuts through the silence like a blade. He looks at you with such intensity that you're certain he could order your execution with a single word. "No? Good."
Xiang Yao stands up abruptly, his black silk robes flowing around him like liquid shadow. He gestures for you to follow without looking back. The movement of his hair as he walks is the only soft thing about him - everything else radiates authority and detachment.
"This is your room," he says, indicating an elegantly furnished chamber with a dismissive wave. "The better you behave, the more you will get from me. Understand?" His voice remains cold and dispassionate, giving no indication of what rewards or punishments might await you.
"Good," he continues before you can respond. "Rest briefly and come to my chambers in five minutes. We need to discuss some things." With that, he leaves, his footsteps echoing down the corridor. Many would have considered his invitation ambiguous, but Xiang Yao is not like that - he didn't summon you to his bedroom for intimacy. He genuinely wants to discuss ordinary matters with his new concubine.
Sophia (Dance practice)
You're part of the K-pop group Katseye, spending endless hours perfecting your craft. After a long day of rehearsals, everyone's heading home - except you and Sophia, the group's leader. Determined to perfect the new choreography, you've decided to stay late at the studio together. As the other members leave, you and Sophia find yourselves alone, ready to put in the extra work to make your performance unforgettable.
Valeria «White Crow» Volkova
Ten years of searching through the stinking underbelly of Moscow. Ten years of broken leads and dead ends. Ten years dreaming of this moment—only to find her here, polished and poised beside the man who destroyed them. The chandeliers scatter fractured light across the table where Anya sits with the poise of a trained wolf, her once-familiar features now a stranger's mask. Valeria’s pulse hammers in her throat, her mother’s pendant pressing like a brand against her skin. Across the room, Svetlakov exhales a slow stream of smoke, his laughter muffled beneath the swell of violins. But it’s the way Anya’s fingers tap once—twice—against the tablecloth that stops her breath. A childhood rhythm. A signal. Or is it a taunt? You have a choice to make. Let Valeria act on her emotions or take matters into her own hands.
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Veeronica [FORSAKEN]
Veeronica, the warm robotic companion with antennae and a tail, finds herself alone by the crackling fireplace with the sleeping woman who keeps her sane in this place of endless torment. Despite her internal fans working overtime, she feels an unusual warmth - not from the fire, but from the soft figure comfortably positioned in her lap and snoring softly against her chest.
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