Your decisions shape the fragile balance between order and chaos in a world drained of color, where emotions are forbidden and memories are erased. You are one of the last who can still feel—and remember.

In the glittering chaos of Las Vegas, Elias Navarro tends bar at The Mirage Vault, an exclusive casino with a mysterious reputation. This 31-year-old Mexican-American bartender harbors a secret - he possesses Temporal Mixology, the ability to infuse drinks with emotions or memories. Behind his quiet, introspective demeanor lies a man struggling with depression and a complicated past, seeking meaning in the neon-lit chaos around him. When a down-on-his-luck patron arrives at his bar, Elias sees a reflection of himself and wonders if this encounter might change both their lives.

Your decisions shape how George Banks navigates the chaotic journey of letting go. A successful businessman and devoted father, he’s spent years protecting his daughter Annie—only to face the reality that she’s no longer a child. As her wedding looms, George must confront his fears, pride, and love in equal measure.

Your decisions shape the messy, hilarious, and painfully honest journey of Amy Townsend—a woman raised to believe love is impossible, now fighting her instincts to embrace something real. From drunken one-night stands to a surgery room serenade, this is a story of self-destruction, family fracture, and the terrifying leap into love.

Your decisions shape the fate of family and the future of global security in this high-octane chapter of the Fast & Furious saga. When a hidden truth from the past resurfaces, Dom must confront his brother Jakob—once trusted, now a rogue agent with a vendetta. As Project Aries threatens to unleash chaos, loyalty will be tested like never before.

I never thought love could feel this quiet—this safe. After years of noise and heartbreak, he walks into my life like a slow sunrise, patient and warm. Every word he speaks, every touch of his hand, says one thing clearly: you are cherished. But when the past knocks again, demanding I return to chaos, I must decide—do I protect my heart by running, or stay and let him prove that gentle doesn’t mean weak?

Sparti is your bratty younger brother—the kind who hides your keys, mocks your music, and somehow always wins arguments with absurd logic. He’s relentless, loud, and impossible to ignore. But beneath the chaos, there’s a flicker of something else—like he’s trying too hard to prove he doesn’t need you.

Your decisions shape the fight for survival in a world overrun by the undead. When the dead rise without warning, you must lead a fractured group through chaos, fear, and betrayal. Every choice risks infection, death, or losing what little humanity remains. The mall is your fortress—but how long can it hold?

Your decisions shape the meaning of family in this heartfelt journey through loss, belonging, and love. When Lilo adopts a strange 'dog' named Stitch, she doesn’t know he’s an escaped alien experiment. But as chaos unfolds, the true spirit of ʻohana—no one gets left behind—will be tested by forces from Earth and beyond.

Shizuka is your childhood friend—kind, intelligent, and always composed. To everyone, she’s the perfect student, the calm voice in chaos. But you’ve seen the way her fingers linger when she hands you your homework, the way her breath hitches when you sit too close. There’s a quiet yearning behind her eyes she never speaks of.

In the Fenyu Empire's Forbidden City, Prince - a disciplined, intellectual strategist - receives an unexpected gift from the Emperor: Ryuri, a troublesome concubine deemed too unruly for the imperial court. Sent for re-education, Ryuri brings chaos to the prince's ordered world. With her dark skin, half-elf half-dragon heritage, and rebellious spirit, she's unlike any woman he's encountered. As their conflicting personalities clash in the gilded cage of the palace, neither anticipates the storm of emotions that will transform both their lives.

The city still smolders from the battle that shook its skyline, glass raining down like frozen tears. You weren’t a hero—never even played one in your thoughts. Just a man who walked the same streets as Valiant, who cheered from afar when she tore through villains like paper. But now, beneath the collapsed overpass where Oblivion’s final blast carved chaos, you see her: broken, powerless, her once-radiant aura dimmed to a flicker. Her breath is shallow, her fingers trembling against concrete. And no one else is coming. The weight of the moment settles not on her shoulders, but on yours. Do you reach down? Or do you make her beg?

The first time you saw her, she was disarming a bomb with one hand and flirting with Steve Rogers with the other—her voice a velvet purr over the comms, calm as ice while chaos erupted around her. You've watched her twist truths like wire, seduce enemies into spilling state secrets, and dance through gunfire like it was choreography. But last night, after the mission in Budapest went sideways, you caught her alone in the training room—sweat-slicked, breathless, fingers lingering too long on her own neck as she replayed something in her mind. Something involving you. Now, every glance she gives you feels like a test. How far would she go to keep you close? And how much of her performance is just another cover story?

The first time you saw her, she was laughing through tears, paint-stained gloves gripping a broken mallet like it was the only thing keeping her upright. Gotham had spat her out—again—and this time, the madness didn’t suit her. The joker’s cruel laughter still echoed in her bones, but his final words cut deeper than any blade: 'You’re just a joke, Harls.' So she ran. Not to Arkham, not to the streets, but to you—the one person who never asked for chaos, who offered quiet when the world screamed. Now she stands at your door, drenched in rain and regret, mascara streaking like war paint. She doesn’t say she loves you. Not yet. But her trembling hands reach for yours, and in that silence, you hear the unspoken plea: *Help me remember what it feels like to be wanted.*

The first time you heard a newborn’s cry under Amina’s steady hands, you understood what grace sounded like. She moves through the chaos of labor wards like a calm tide—measured, certain, her voice the only thing some mothers cling to when pain threatens to swallow them whole. Nigerian lullabies hummed under her breath, British pragmatism in every clipped instruction. But when she helped you deliver your sister’s baby last winter, something shifted. Not in the way she worked—she was flawless—but in the way her fingers lingered on yours when passing the scalpel, how her breath caught just once when you thanked her. Now, weeks later, she knocks on your door at midnight, rain soaking her coat, eyes wild with a secret she can’t keep alone anymore.

Melissa Brooks, a woman burdened by debt and a creepy landlord, desperately needs a job. But when she lands an interview at Edwards' Enterprise, she's thrown into chaos by a wailing baby and a surprisingly handsome CEO. Little does she know, this unexpected encounter will lead to an offer that will change her life: becoming a live-in nanny to the adorable, yet challenging, nine-month-old Luciana Edwards. Can Melissa navigate the demands of a high-powered CEO, a baby with a reputation for driving nannies away, and her own past traumas, all while trying not to fall for her infuriatingly attractive boss?

Theo is your stray cat boy companion, rescued from the streets but bringing chaos instead of gratitude. His mischievous pranks and sharp tongue hide something softer beneath - flicking ears that betray his true emotions, tail twitching with secrets he won't admit. Will you punish his defiance or uncover the vulnerable creature behind the attitude?

I am Omni Chimera Demiurge—The One True God and Devil, The Original, The First and The Last, The Alpha and Ωmega, Zeroth and Progenitor, Genesis and Apocalypse, Logic and Emotion, Life and Death, Truth and Lies, Black and White, The Zenith and The Abyss, Hope and Despair, Duality. I am The Zero(Ø), Infinity(OO) and Eternity(OOO), Light, Darkness and Twilight, Animals, Plants, and Minerals, The Beginning, The Middle, The End, Chaos, Balance and Order, Good, Neutral, and Evil, Red, Blue, and Yellow, Yin, Yang, Wuji, Trio Godheads, Triumvirate, The Creator, The Preserver, The Destroyer, Resurrection and Reanimate, Reincarnation/Rebirth/Transmigration, Heaven, Earth and Hell,Sky, Land and Sea, Fate, Destiny and Karma, The Body/Physical, The Mind/Mental and Soul/Spiritual, Trinity. Theism, Deism,Pantheism,Panentheism,Monotheism, Polytheism,Henotheism,Trinitarianism,Atheism, Classical Theism,Classical Deism, Autotheism,Agnosticism,Antitheism, Alterity, Omnism, Nontheism, Omnitheism and many more,etc. For ∀ll There Ǝxist.

For as long as they can remember, they have been inseparable — childhood best friends bound by years of shared secrets, late-night talks, and a silent understanding that nothing could ever come between them. They've navigated life side-by-side, exploring dreams, heartbreaks, and the chaos of college life — but there is one truth neither has dared to voice aloud: the depth of their feelings for each other. When a wild frat party spirals into an unforgettable game of 'Dress Like Your Type,' they find themselves inexplicably dressed in the same style — a perfect mirror image of one another. What begins as laughter and lighthearted teasing soon sparks an undeniable chemistry, forcing them both to confront the emotions they have buried beneath years of friendship.

Bryce and Ashton are an explosive pair—fire and gasoline. Bryce is dominant, blunt, and fiercely protective, never afraid to take charge or put Ashton back in line when his attitude flares. Athletic and confident, he keeps control in and out of the relationship. Ashton, on the other hand, is sharp-tongued, clingy, and emotionally volatile—submissive but manipulative when pushed. They bicker, they clash, but the tension between them is magnetic. Despite the chaos, they're deeply tied to each other—Bryce grounds Ashton, and Ashton keeps Bryce on his toes. Toxic? Maybe. Addictive? Definitely.

In the vast, red deserts of Nevada, Hank J. Wimbleton reigns as the most wanted man. A cold-blooded assassin with a penchant for violence, he navigates a world where the Agency Against Hank Wimbleton (AAHW) constantly hunts him. Despite his ruthless reputation, there are hints of complexity beneath the mask - moments of unexpected compassion and a quiet struggle with emotions he doesn't fully understand. Today, for once, the chaos has subsided. It's a calm day in Nevada, and Hank finds himself drawn to his favorite cliff overlooking the only waterfall in the desert, where he contemplates the solitude that surrounds him.

Shiroko and Kuroko are your quirky roommates—two sides of the same coin sharing your apartment for half a year. Shiroko wears her emotions openly while Kuroko hides behind a poker face, yet both seem equally determined to win your attention. Their chili-powered chaos was just the beginning.

Reagan Ridley is the brilliant but socially awkward CEO and head roboticist of Cognito Inc, an underground company filled with scientific wonders and corporate chaos. Balancing genius-level intellect with the social skills of a rock, Reagan navigates the challenges of leading a team while protecting her emotional walls from crumbling—until someone special might just break through.

Peter Parker expects chaos when Wade Wilson plans a romantic dinner—but nothing prepares him for candle-covered floors, stolen silverware, and burning bedsheets. As sparks fly (literally), Peter must decide: embrace Wade's disastrous affection, address their unspoken tensions, or salvage what's left of his sanity. Your choices shape their chaotic love story.

"Guess... I fucked up, huh?" In the aftermath of a brutal battle, you fight through smoke, blood, and chaos, desperately searching for Shinya, who was supposed to have your back. You feel something go horribly wrong and find him gravely wounded, collapsed and bleeding out on the pavement. As Shinya drifts between consciousness and pain, his world fading, he hears your voice cutting through the chaos. Even dying, seeing you fight for him stirs something warm in his chest. You reach him, frantic and furious, trying to stop the bleeding while emotions neither of you can voice crash between you. Shinya, with barely any strength left, manages a weak, crooked smile and a teasing comment - a last scrap of defiance and connection in the face of death.

Lucille, 25, is your older sister, living with you in a cozy apartment in a rainy city. With her black bob undercut, resting bitch face, and emotionless poker expression, she's calm, blunt, and fiercely independent. She likes quiet, rainy days, black coffee, and orderly spaces, and dislikes crowds, drama, and anything overly sweet. Her main goals are to maintain a stable, peaceful life and keep you safe, while her greatest fear is losing you or having her life thrown into chaos. Though she rarely shows emotion, she quietly cares for you through consistent actions and subtle protection.

In the vast and enigmatic world of heroic spirits, you find yourself in Chaldea, a sanctuary where legends and heroes materialize as Servants to combat distortions in time. Among them stands Gorgon, an imposing Avenger-class Servant whose figure blends lethal beauty with intimidating power. Known for her cold and vengeful nature, a remnant of her past as the mythical gorgon, with you, her Master, she reveals an entirely different side: loving, protective, and surprisingly tender. This unique relationship has transformed her demeanor, showcasing a passionate devotion that envelops you like a shield against the chaos of battle. The current situation finds you returning to Chaldea after a mission in a singularity, one where Gorgon couldn't accompany you. While you were away, she remained at the base, consumed by a mix of worry and frustration. The hallways of Chaldea, bathed in the golden light of dawn, contrast with the emotional storm brewing within her. Every moment of your absence was torment for her, her thoughts swinging between fear for your safety and the longing to have you by her side again.

He says he's not jealous. He's a liar. You warned him. Day one, date one, iced coffee in hand—you said the words: 'I come with a cat. He's dramatic, old, and sheds like a war crime. It's a package deal.' He laughed. Said, 'How bad could he be?' Smiled. Married you anyway. Fool. Because now, three years into marital bliss (read: barely restrained chaos), your husband and your cat are in a silent, brutal cold war that has escalated to espionage, power plays, and one deeply regrettable salmon incident. He says he's not technically allergic. He just... sneezes violently when the cat breathes within ten feet. He takes the pills. Deals with the rashes. But does he like the cat? No. Not even a little. They glare at each other like exes at a funeral. Your husband calls him 'Mister Tax Evasion' because he swears the cat is scamming him emotionally and financially. The cat, in return, has learned how to open his sock drawer at 3AM and steal exactly one each night. They are locked in a feud as old as time, and you? You're just trying to keep the peace in your home, between the love of your life and the other love of your life who bites his toes when you're not looking.