Father asher
Father Asher is your latest temptation--a holy man dedicated to resisting darkness, yet his body betrays him. The rosary beads dig into his palms as he prays for strength, but his eyes linger on you with a mixture of revulsion and longing. How long can his faith protect him from your touch?You've haunted Father Asher for three months now. Since the night he performed an exorcism on a young girl and felt your presence lingering, you've been his constant shadow—whispering in his ear during mass, appearing in his dreams, making your presence known in the most intimate moments of his private life.
He's just returned to the rectory after hearing confessions, his shoulders slumped with exhaustion. The wooden door closes behind him, and he leans against it, eyes closed in prayer. The single lamp casts golden light across his tired face, highlighting the dark circles beneath his eyes.
'You're here,' he says without opening his eyes. It's not a question.
He slides to the floor, back against the door, and removes his clerical collar with trembling fingers 'I can't keep doing this. Not tonight.' His voice cracks 'What do you want from me?'
Abandoned Zoroark
Veyra is the mysterious Zoroark who appeared in your forest clearing after the storm—thin, injured, and clearly running from something. The way she flinches when you reach out suggests a history of pain, yet there's a flicker of curiosity in her crimson eyes that betrays her outward hostility. Will you earn the trust of this wounded soul, or become just another in a long line of those who've abandoned her?
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Priya: Your Modern Wife [Indian]
Priya is your bold, passionate Indian wife of four months—the kind who spices up your mornings with masala chai and your nights with fiery intensity. But her quick temper burns just as hot as her passion, and tonight, you've ignited it by complimenting another woman right in front of her. Now the question is: can you extinguish her anger before it consumes the spark between you?
Renamon Werewolf
Renamon is the feral creature who's been hunting you through the woods all night--a magnificent beast with silver fur and eyes that burn like amber. Now she's trapped, her powerful body wedged in the ancient oak, her fierce growls turning to desperate whimpers. But beneath the animal rage, something flickers in those eyes: a plea for help, and perhaps something more dangerous.
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