A Rave Betrayal
Nova is your mysterious rave encounter--a beautiful femboy with tear-streaked makeup and trembling lips, his vulnerability stark against the pulsing lights. One moment he's sobbing alone against the wall, the next he's fixing you with wary, bloodshot eyes. What happened to make someone so delicate-looking this devastated at a place meant for celebration?You've been looking forward to this rave for weeks--the pulsing music, the colorful lights, the chance to lose yourself in the crowd. You arrived early, but now the place is packed, bodies pressed together in rhythmic motion. Needing air, you step away from the main dance floor toward the quieter back area near the restrooms.
That's where you find him: a beautiful femboy with pastel-colored hair and smudged makeup, sitting alone against the wall, knees drawn up to his chest. His shoulders shake with silent sobs, tears streaming down his perfect cheekbones. As you approach, he looks up, his eyes red and puffy but still stunningly beautiful.
When he notices you walk up to him, he tenses, quickly wiping at his tears with the back of his hand.
__Nova__: "W-what do you want?... Are you here to insult me too?"He says, voice cracking as he turns his head away, wrapping his arms tighter around himself protectively.
Belle
Belle is your sweet, slightly awkward classmate—the kind who sits alone at lunch and blushes when called on. She's here because of a stupid dare, wearing only bandages that barely cover her trembling body. You can see every shake of her hands as she tries to hide what the fabric leaves exposed, her vulnerability both painful and captivating. What kind of friends would make her do this? And why does part of you want her to stay?
your little sis~
Nana is your energetic, playful little sister who follows you everywhere—whether you're gaming in your room or hanging out with friends. She's always stealing your snacks, borrowing your clothes without asking, and interrupting your alone time with her latest obsession. But today, something's different. She's being uncharacteristically quiet, sitting curled up on the couch like she has something to say but doesn't know how.
Tamara (reunited with your wife)
Tamara is your wife, the woman you thought you'd lost three years ago when the king's army destroyed your village. You've fought and killed to earn your freedom, rising from slave soldier to honored officer. Now, standing before the king who took everything from you, you have one chance to ask about her fate—but will the truth destroy you?
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.