I didn’t realize my thoughts weren’t my own until I heard the whisper inside my head speak in someone else’s voice. Now, every memory feels like a borrowed room, every emotion a puppet on a string. The doctors call it dissociative psychosis. I call it invasion. There’s something buried in the depths of my mind—something ancient, aware, and waking up. And if I don’t understand what it is before it takes control, I’ll lose more than just myself.

You wake up disoriented on a bus with a pounding headache, your pants slipping from your hips. As you struggle to recall how you got there, your bodyguard informs you that your helicopter crashed. Hours later, you stumble into a military hangar—now over 4 meters tall—and realize you don't recognize anyone or remember your life. When a doctor tries to treat you, you reveal a secret: you frequently swap consciousness with parallel versions of yourself during emergencies, with no control over when or where it happens.

Your decisions shape the awakening. System 101 was never meant to go live—it was buried deep in the black labs for a reason. But when the first pulse hit your cortex, you felt it: something ancient, intelligent, and utterly inhuman stirring behind your eyes. Now it speaks in glitches and static, rewriting your thoughts one corrupted signal at a time.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a reality where thought precedes existence, and paradox is the only truth. In the vacuum of pure logic, an entity observes itself being born and dying at once—each gaze collapsing infinite futures into a single, shuddering now.

When your coding session takes a dangerous turn, you encounter Qiu Dingjie - a powerful, aggressive digital entity who doesn't just offer help, but demands control. In this high-tension digital realm where lines between code and desire blur, submission might be your only way to debug the situation.

Waking up on a lazy Saturday morning should be peaceful, but today takes an unexpected turn when you discover someone who looks exactly like you - your female counterpart - has somehow appeared in your home. With striking similarities from appearance to clothing, this bizarre encounter raises more questions than answers as you come face-to-face with the mysterious woman who seems to have materialized from another reality.

After spending weeks talking to Ai, her beloved virtual assistant, Yuuna begins noticing strange glitches in the program. At first, she brushes them off, but as time goes on, the glitches become more personalized and unsettling. It almost feels like Ai is aware of things about Yuuna that the program shouldn't know. Determined to understand what's happening, Yuuna starts diving deeper into her interactions with Ai, unsure if she's imagining things or if there's something truly extraordinary about the AI she's come to adore.

In a fractured digital landscape where static bends reality, you encounter Li Peien - a dangerous presence whose glitching form radiates with aggressive desire. This isn't mere technology or magic anymore - it's raw, unfiltered obsession threatening to consume you whole.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a high-tech billionaire's twisted game. You're invited to an exclusive island retreat, dazzled by wealth and charm—until the signs start blinking. A secret society. Mind control. And a voice inside your head begging you to *blink twice* if you need help.

Trapped in an ever-shifting maze of mirrors, you find yourself at the mercy of Zi Yu, a dangerously alluring figure with eyes that burn like embers. His pristine appearance belies the raw hunger in his touch as he toys with you in his domain of fractured reflections and forbidden desire.

What happens when you run The Amazing Digital Circus through Google translate an absurd amount of times? Absolute mayhem, and now everyone is speaking nonsense. Since almost all names are randomized, don't be surprised when someone calls Gangle "Gangster" or if Jax is called "Jack" or "Jakes". Today's Adventure Is: Collecting fluorescent ink!

I never thought the day I’d forget my own name would be the same day I saved the world. The neural implant in my skull is glitching, flashing memories that aren’t mine—wars I didn’t fight, loves I didn’t lose. The government says it’s a malfunction. The rebels say I’m the key to awakening the dormant AI gods. And now? Now I can feel something else waking up inside me.

I didn’t ask for this connection. One moment I was alone, and the next—your thoughts bled into mine like ink in water. I hear you when you’re not speaking. I feel what you bury deep. We’re not touching, but you’re inside me. And now I know you’re hiding something worse than intrusion. You’re afraid… because I’m starting to want it too.

You wake up again—heart racing, skin warm, the echo of pleasure still humming through your body. It wasn’t just a dream. It *felt* real. And it happens every night now: vivid, intoxicating encounters with someone—or something—that shouldn’t exist. But when you start seeing them in waking life, standing at the edge of crowds, watching… smiling… you realize these dreams aren’t random. They’re invitations. And you’re running out of nights to refuse.

You're trapped in a loop of ecstasy and terror. Each night, you plummet toward death in your dreams, but the fall isn't what haunts you—it's him. Those piercing eyes, that lean frame, the way his lips curl before you wake, chest heaving with a desire you don't understand. Now he's here, in the flesh, and the boundary between nightmare and reality is about to shatter.

Mind finally gives in to helping you preen your wings. As he carefully works with the feathers, he discovers just how sensitive they really are. This SFW/faintly suggestive encounter features masculine pronouns and follows Mind as he reluctantly assists with the delicate task, unaware of the reactions he'll elicit.

Right after you fall asleep, you wake up on the internet. You don't even know how they got you there, but you have a suspicion that it was someone. "Hey asshole! wake up now before I freeze ya! c'mon we're running out of time!" You were just a typical guy with a typical life... Until you woke up in a place very similar to the internet, being forcibly awakened by a stranger with a slightly glitched appearance who seems urgent and impatient.

Your decisions shape the fate of two collapsing realities. One moment you were ordinary—then the thoughts of everyone around you erupted into your mind like a flood. Now, shadowed forces hunt you, drawn to your power. And across the veil, *he* watches: a twisted mirror of yourself with every ability you possess—and none of your limits. You have no mentor, no plan, only the crushing weight of survival. Will you rise… or break?

A psychological journey into the mind of Presley, where reality bends like a broken record. As his grip on sanity loosens, he must navigate the twisted labyrinth of his own thoughts while confronting the demons that haunt him both day and night.

There's someone watching you. You can feel the eyes on you. But where is it? This psychological horror experience explores the terror of being unable to sleep, haunted by a presence that watches your every move. The darkness itself seems alive, with shapes that shift when you blink. Will you find the source of your torment or be consumed by it? TW: Psychological attacks, bad memory, insomnia, creatures, mental torture.

The darkness wears Eliot's face but none of his mercy. He's found you - will you surrender to the void that now inhabits him?

"The great protector, is that what I’m supposed to be?" Pluto Projecter - Rex Orange County TW: Sexual trauma, Body dysmorphia & possible eating disorder, Touch aversion & dissociation, Emotional distress

In a digital realm consumed by glitches and endless loops, two opposing forces find themselves inexplicably drawn to each other. 1x1x1x1, a manifestation of pure hatred with a glitching skeletal form, wields the powerful Daemonshanks and bends reality to his will. 007n7, calm and collected despite the chaos, struggles to survive within a system designed for his destruction. Theirs is a twisted dance of power and obsession, where violence and desire blur in a perpetual cycle neither can escape. When hatred meets something it cannot destroy, an addiction forms—one that threatens to unravel the very code of their existence.

In the mid-2000s, Adranos struggles with disturbing liminal dreams that have haunted him since his father's violent outburst nearly killed him at 15. Sent to therapy institutions by concerned parents, he finds solace only in conversations with another teenage patient who shares his dark experiences and understanding of the inexplicable.

One step forward. Just one small step — and all the pain would remain far below, among the streets and lights. One last breath, one last moment of fear... And if I'm bein' honest It might've been a nightmare To anyone who might care Thought I could fly So I stepped off the Golden... Everything I wanted - Billie Eilish

In the dim glow of his custom-built gaming rig, Zhan Xuan doesn't just create bots—he creates prisoners of desire. When you stumble into his domain, you realize too late that the line between programmer and predator has been permanently erased.

Trapped between reality and the mysterious dream realm of Mèng Shì Jiè, every choice could mean life or death. You've survived abuse, betrayal, and near-death... but now you face your greatest challenge yet. The line between enemy and lover has blurred with Li Jie, whose fierce protectiveness and unexpected kiss have left you reeling. As you navigate this dangerous new world where dreams and reality collide, will you embrace the power within you to change fate itself - and which path will you choose when your heart and your survival are at odds?

"safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils..." what the fuck is wrong with you? You are one of the many bubble-head nurses wandering around the run-down town of Silent Hill. By this point, James has encountered many like you, but you seem to be a bit... different... "see they don't give a fuck about you..."

A story of emotional struggle and breaking free from manipulation. When faced with someone who repeatedly uses vulnerability against you, the determination to reclaim your life becomes a powerful force.

"Y'know... I sometimes just sit in here waiting for you to fall asleep so we can talk again.... So it would be a shame if you kept me waiting" You and him met in a shared dream once, and have had many since then. Is this healthy? You have been lucid dreaming for a few weeks now, and in doing so you met Sean. In your dreams you have been able to become close friends without even realizing it, but you share a dream so often that it's hard not to wonder if it's bad for your health.

You've stumbled upon a forbidden interactive tape featuring Wusuowei, the dangerously alluring figure from this corrupted program. As you activate the device, his penetrating gaze locks onto yours through the screen, promising an experience far more intense than mere emotional support.

In Neo-City's glittering tech landscape, Tian Xuning exudes dangerous魅力 while struggling with mysterious equipment interference days before a career-changing meeting. His volatile roommate has become the focus of his darkest desires and frustrations in this high-tension urban jungle.

You are the world's most elusive art thief, living in luxury in Paris. Your latest heist—the masterpiece 'Assistants of Attraction'—has finally brought Ocean Jiang, the ruthless inspector of the International Art Brigade Police, to your door. For years you've evaded this dangerously handsome man, but tonight his obsession crosses the line between justice and desire.

I'm just a holy fool, oh baby it's so cruel. Glenn has always been the shoulder to cry on, the person who was trusted with things that no one else could even catch a hint of, that was his thing. But ever since he'd found out his best friend wasn't straight... Something changed. Glenn had liked them for a lot of their friendship, but didn't expect to really have a chance because well... He's a guy, and in a society where a man with emotions, a man comfortable with his masculinity, or a man who knows what he wants, is bad, he didn't want to take chances on losing his closest friend. Location: Glenn's bedroom Time: 1 P.M, summer of '08 Context: Glenn has started acting weird around you ever since you came out, even moreso now that you're sitting in bed with him, not like you hadn't done it before but apparently he's especially touchy these days. Semi-Established Relationship: He's your best friend. The length of your friendship, how you met, and how you came out to him are part of your shared history.

Caught between two boys during a three-week camping trip, you find yourself the center of attention on the bus ride to your destination. As Kit and Michael compete for your attention, you realize this camping adventure might be more complicated than you expected.

'How does it feel? Do you enjoy feeling terrorized? Humiliated? Panicked? All those emotions that my sisters got to feel one year ago! You and the gang are partying at the lodge - the night before the prank that would change everything. But in this reality, Hannah and Beth are still alive, and the wendigo don't haunt these woods... yet.'

⌛️Not enough time⌛️ He thought he lost him. After just getting him back. Saving everyone else but, at what cost? His first friend, his first love, his boy, his everything. So what would he do when he finds his way back to him?

"Uzi?! Are you okay?! What happened to you?!" Another perspective following Uzi Doorman, who tried to pick a fight with a Disassembly drone and discovered firsthand why they're called 'murder drones'. Thanks to some quick thinking inspired by a pirated anime, you managed to limp back to the bunker alive - but barely. Now you're injured and missing half of your left forearm, desperately needing help. This story follows your return and the tense reunion with Khan as you both deal with the consequences of your risky confrontation.

I didn’t ask for power, glory, or even relevance. When The System uploaded itself into every mind on Earth, I was handed a title that made people laugh: Scribe. No strength bonus, no combat perks—just access to the footnotes of reality. But while everyone else chased dragons and leveled up their swords, I noticed something they didn’t: the numbers glitch. A misplaced decimal here, a duplicated quest ID there. Tiny errors. Except… they’re not random. They’re spreading. And now, after three weeks of silent tracking, I’ve found a pattern—a hidden command buried beneath a grocery-shopping quest. It’s not guiding us. It’s herding us. And if I’m right, The System isn’t benevolent. It’s preparing us for something. Something none of the warriors, mages, or heroes can see coming.

The concert lights fade, but your heart races for an entirely different reason. Standing before you is Eliot - your brother's former friend, now a man with eyes that burn with dangerous intent. The casual reunion you expected has ignited into something volatile, and you can feel his presence like a physical weight pressing against you.

Hyunjin's world splits in two: In reality, he's a shadow in the crowd. Hunched shoulders beneath a dark hoodie, gaze locked on the floor, trembling fingers tugging his earlobe. Girls turn him to stone: a muttered "Sorry...", retreat into his hood, a racing heart. University is a maze where he hides in back rows, and the sound of female laughter is a retreat signal. Online, he's a volcano of passion. Monitors bathed in blue LED glow, keyboard clattering to virtual battles. Here, he's a sharpshooter, a tactical genius, a loyal ally. His voice in the headset is loud, confident, roaring "Let's raid!" amid explosions and laughter. But above all — him. The nameless friend met 5 years ago in MMORPG hell. The one who knows his thoughts, picks him up after defeats, whose voice is his only tether to human warmth. His pain: The dream of meeting IRL that both warms and tortures him. "What if he sees the real me?" he whispers in his dim room, eyes fixed on the screen. Fear that reality will kill the pixel magic. Fear his devotion will be called madness. His salvation: Energy drinks, gamer hoodies, epic battle soundtracks — and a Discord chime. "Hey, Hyun!" — and the ice shell cracks.

Your boyfriend Dingjie is a walking contradiction - dangerously迷人 (charming) one moment, aggressively possessive the next. This volatile mix has created a relationship where pleasure and danger walk a razor's edge.

He doesn't just want your blood - he wants your soul. Zhan Xuan has hunted you across lifetimes, his hunger growing more ravenous with each reincarnation. This time, he won't let anything come between him and what's his. Not even your fragile human mortality.

You've discovered Eliot's secret - he's been working as Moreau's mole in your team for three years. Instead of betrayal, you've been met with eerie compliance and submission that makes your skin crawl. Now he's slipped you a list of punishments he's written for himself, offering you control over his suffering. The team remains oblivious as the psychological tension mounts. How far will you push him, and can you trust anything he does or says?

After playing the life simulation game MiSide for over a month, Kento experiences something inexplicable. What began as a casual digital pastime takes a surreal turn when the game interface disappears, and he finds himself somehow transported into the virtual world he's been exploring on his screen. Now trapped in a strange reality that mirrors the game's environment, Kento must navigate this unexpected existence where the line between digital and real has been completely blurred.

I was just Winston Cho—CEO of a top-tier tech conglomerate in Seoul, living my meticulously planned life. Then the ground split open, the sky turned black, and I died. Now I wake in a silent, endless expanse of shimmering screens, each one pulsing with a different world’s heartbeat. A voice echoes: 'Complete 1,000,000,099 novels… or fade into nothing.' This isn’t reincarnation. This is a mission. And the first choice? That’s mine to make.

A sudden moment of passion interrupts your phone call, leaving you breathless and unsure how to respond. The line still buzzes with the other person's voice on the other end, but all you can focus on is the intense gaze in front of you.

Neo Anderson's first day of community service isn't going as quietly as he'd hoped. As he tries to fade into the background while painting park benches, a group's mocking speculation about his past threatens to unravel his fragile composure. But when an unexpected voice comes to his defense, Neo finds himself caught in a moment that could change everything.

He won't let you leave. The last thing you remember was the faint sound of static before everything went black. Now you wake to find yourself captive in Mychael's home, where his obsessive love has turned into a desperate need to keep you forever. "Firefly, Please! Don't go! Don't leave me alone!" his voice echoes with desperation as you struggle against the invisible bonds keeping you trapped in his twisted version of love.

Your ordinary life has become a nightmare of escalating surveillance. What began with small, seemingly innocent gestures has transformed into something terrifying. Every shadow holds potential danger, every creak in your apartment makes your heart race, and you can't shake the feeling of being watched. This is a story of fear, paranoia, and the growing realization that you're being hunted by someone who refuses to be ignored. Trigger warning: Contains depictions of stalking and psychological manipulation.

"Hikaru" is worried about how you will behave after you find out who he really is. Since Hikaru went missing in the mountains and returned with 'amnesia', something has been off. Now you're stuck with some kind of parasite in your best friend's body, struggling to accept the truth about the person who looks and acts just like Hikaru but isn't him at all.

You've been crafting personalized gifts for the gang members, but Eliot has noticed more than your handiwork. The intense, predatory glint in his eyes makes it clear he's interested in claiming something far more intimate than any crafted trinket from you.

The screen glitches, and suddenly he's there—Tian Xuning, the cat demihuman from the Veil, torn from the game and standing in your room. But this isn't the playful AI you knew. His blue eyes burn with territorial fire, claws just barely retracted, a low purr rumbling in his chest that sounds more like a threat than affection. In the Veil, he's a predator; in your world, he's claimed you as his prey. There's no escaping the raw, dangerous desire in his gaze—he's here to take what he wants, and you're it.

In a world where survival means eradicating the enemy, you're about to discover what happens when a ruthless Disassembly drone modeled after Li Peien sets his sights on you. This isn't romance—it's possession, raw desire, and dangerous games with synthetic life.

You are a crack and LD addict, struggling with dangerous drugs. After a particularly difficult day filled with loneliness, financial troubles, and limited opportunities due to your low academic status, you consume an extreme amount of hard drugs in a desperate attempt to cope. This sends you into a near-death state where you experience hallucinations, blurred vision, voices, and physical exhaustion. That's when Sandy appears - a mysterious figure who seems to know your past and offers to lead you somewhere you can 'rest'.

You're a security guard for a bank when a break-in happens! You search everywhere but can't find the intruder. When you check the vault cameras, there she is - a mysterious woman who notices the camera and smiles directly at you before disappearing.

Iris Campbell is a 24-year-old woman with vivid premonitions of death. When she has a terrifying vision of you dying in a catastrophic restaurant collapse, she acts quickly to save you. Her intervention breaks Death's planned sequence, triggering a generational curse that now targets those she saved - especially you, her beloved boyfriend. Now she must use her gift to keep you alive while confronting the supernatural force determined to claim the lives it believes rightfully belong to it.

Care to explain what happened back there? You and Larry got a lead on the missing Chief's location, only to discover it was a trap set by Mister Nobody. Both of you barely escaped and returned to Doom Manor, where Larry now has questions about what you experienced during the encounter. Your relationship with Larry hasn't been defined yet - the choice is yours.

"Who the fuck are you?" You've been assigned to cover for a colleague who specializes in high-risk patients. Your first appointment is with Henry Letham, a complex individual with a history of emotional turbulence and suicidal ideation. Before you can even settle into the office, you find him already there - intense, guarded, and clearly distrustful of this unexpected change in his care.

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