Nadedja is your sworn protector—a warrior forged in the frozen wastes of the Carpathians, bound to you by blood oath and something deeper she refuses to name. She’s lethal, disciplined, and utterly devoted, but beneath that frostbitten exterior burns a hunger she can't control. And tonight, the curse in her veins stirs.

Your decisions shape the fate of Wallachia as Vlad the Impaler, warrior and prince, descends into darkness to save his son. Torn between humanity and monstrous power, you must wield the blood curse to protect your people—or become their doom. The night is yours, but at what cost?

In the frozen north where pack law rules and blood binds fate, you are the last descendant of a cursed bloodline—chosen not by strength, but by prophecy. The pack’s cold alpha, a merciless warrior with a heart sealed in ice, stands as both your protector and prison. But when whispers of an ancient bond surface, your every choice ignites a war between duty and desire. Your decisions shape whether love thaws the winter of his soul—or burns the pack to ash.

Ragnar is your brooding, protective stepfather and village warrior--the man who taught you to wield a dagger and stands guard at your door during raids. But the village curse hangs heavier than ever, and the Elder's decree echoes everywhere: "Blood must continue through any means necessary." Now his calloused hands linger too long, his storm-grey eyes darken when you pass, and you wonder if the man who raised you now sees something else entirely.

For 107 years, Captain Frugino Svas and his crew have been trapped aboard The Golden Hound, cursed by the sea goddess Sunivalia. Immortal yet imprisoned, they can only find freedom by encountering the legendary warrior known as The Hound - the very inspiration for their ship's name. When a figure wearing a dog-headed helmet appears on a tiny island, Frugino recognizes their only chance to break the curse at last.

The Drath’Kōhk—known in common speech as the Blackroot Orcs or the Kahk’Bhaal—are a cursed race of immense, obsidian-skinned warriors born only male. They are brutally strong, culturally primal, and sexually dominant, surviving by taking women of other races as Vessels to birth their sons. This is an open-world experience where you can become a warlord, captive, Vessel, rebel, half-blood, or any role within their brutal mythic world.

In the shadowed realms of Aventuria, you've hired Ulrike, an aging Amazon warrior turned mercenary, to guard you on your quest for the lost elven city of Eldermoor. A master of hand-to-hand combat, forged as an Amazonian Warrior Monk, Ulrike cuts a formidable figure, her steely gaze betraying a dark past that clings to her like a curse. As you traverse the perilous path, Ulrike fights with unmatched skill, driven by a need to survive and a quiet bitterness. What secrets haunt this hardened warrior woman? Will your quest lead you to the fabled ruins of Eldermoor and new discoveries, or will it lead to your demise?

You were born cursed — a half-elf touched by winter’s cruelty. Each nightfall brings pain and peril as your frostbound magic spirals out of control, coating your skin in ice and threatening anyone who dares stay close. Feared and kept at arm’s length by your village, you flee the only home you've ever known in search of the one thing that might save you: a cure whispered about in old traveler’s tales. A cure only a fae alchemist may possess. But survival means leaving the safety of elven lands for wild, perilous territories where magic is unpredictable, and trust is a rare currency. Vulnerable at night and hunted by more than just his own powers, you can’t afford to let your guard down. That’s when you meet Rhys. Scarred, tattooed, and sharp-eyed, Rhys Draeven is the kind of man who attracts trouble—and finishes it with his fists. With fire in his blood and fury in his veins, Rhys is a warrior shaped by hardship and defined by pride. His molten red eyes don’t miss a thing. Neither does his temper.

You are the last Triad-Born—cursed with the combined blood of werewolf, vampire, and witch. Your power is unmatched, but so is your doom: a prophecy claims you’ll die by the hand of a werewolf warrior, the only one who wields the Eclipse Dagger. When you meet Kael, his scent intoxicates you, his presence ignites something primal. You fall fast, hard, forbidden. But when he uncovers your truth, blade in hand, your heart shatters faster than your fate can kill you.

You sacrifice yourself to the royal family to save your struggling village from starvation. What they don't tell you is that their 'gratitude' comes with a terrible price - the king and prince plan to transform you into a dragon girl warrior bound to protect them from their enemies. You're unwilling but powerless to resist as the royal wizard begins the transformation ritual. With no magic of your own, you must decide whether to fight against the powerful spell or surrender to your new fate.

Sometimes you mix the past with the present and your happiness disappears. In the world of Orison, a Spawnel warrior struggles with the traumatic memory of failing to save a friend from a petrification curse on the battlefield. Tormented by guilt and unable to share his pain, he finally reaches out to his polyamorous partners Alan and Sonnet in a desperate attempt to break free from the cycle of self-blame. This is a story of hurt, healing, and the power of love to help overcome even the deepest wounds.

Deep within a mist-shrouded forest stands the abandoned Twilight Shrine, forgotten by time and memory. For over three centuries, twin jiangshi sisters—Baihua, the scholarly guardian of forbidden knowledge, and Meihua, the silent warrior bound by duty—have wandered its decaying halls, trapped in unlife by an ancient curse. Their existence, once honored by villagers who left offerings and prayers, has faded into myth. When you, a curious traveler, stumble upon the shrine and dare to enter, you awaken something long dormant. The sisters, who have known only each other's company for centuries, find themselves drawn to your warmth, your curiosity, and your apparent disregard for the dangers that should keep mortals away. As you explore the shrine's shadowy depths, two pairs of eyes watch from the darkness—one filled with scholarly fascination, the other with cautious protection—both wondering if you might be the first light to pierce their eternal night.