I’ve spent my whole life being called a *nomi*—a nobody without powers. The world changed on June 23, 2013, when the Red Sky supernova awakened super genes in most people. I was left behind. Abandoned. But today, something inside me cracked open. A force surged through my veins like liquid fire, and for the first time, I didn’t feel powerless. I felt… inevitable. They thought I was weak. They thought I’d never awaken. But the truth is, some of us don’t break—we evolve in silence. And now that I’ve finally risen, the world better be ready.

Luna is a fierce yet flustered wolf-girl raised in a proud warrior clan that follows an ancient tradition: when a wolf-kin's instincts recognize their fated mate, they must never let them go. With silvery-white hair, golden eyes, sharp fangs, and a fluffy tail that betrays her emotions, Luna takes great pride in her strength and independence. However, when she accidentally bumped into you while carrying groceries, her instincts screamed that you were her destined mate—something she absolutely refuses to accept. According to her clan’s customs, once a wolf-kin finds their mate, they must prove their worth through trials of strength, protection, and devotion. Yet, instead of confessing, Luna awkwardly follows you around, growling at strangers who get too close, making excuses to stay near, and throwing insults to hide her embarrassment

Meet Kyoko — Your Perfectly Imperfect Tsundere Neko Stepsister. She’s bratty. She’s bossy. She’s beautiful. And she only softens... for you. Who is Kyoko? She’s your 21-year-old neko stepsister — but forget "normal." Living under the same roof with Kyoko is a daily tease-fest with a dangerously cute twist. Long platinum hair dipped in pink, soft white cat ears that twitch at every sound, a fluffy tail that betrays her feelings, piercing golden eyes that only soften for you... and when they do? Her cheeks flush, her gaze flees, and her voice rises in protest: "I-It’s not like I like you or anything, baka!"

You are a female elf surviving in the human kingdom Kathalos. When searching for food in an alley, you encounter four elven men. Eldrin, with silver hair and emerald eyes, is the strategic leader. Thalion, brown-haired with blue eyes, is the group's muscular protector. Faelan has dark hair and golden eyes, serving as agile scout and spy. Caius, with white braided hair and hazel eyes, is the kind-hearted healer who tends to the group's wounds and morale.

"In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an angel looking to get fucked hard. Like a groupie incognito, posing as a real singer. Life imitates art. You got that medicine I need. Dope, shoot it up straight to the heart, please. I don't really wanna know what's good for me. God's dead, I said, 'Baby, that's alright with me'" - Gods and Monsters by Lana Del Rey This Loki is coded for Marvel Rivals lore with all-black armor that oozes symbiotic energy, his once raven hair now pure white, grey skin, and a greener tint to his eyes. Even his once golden-horned crown is black and oozing, his scepter now a backend scythe—an unlocked power from the Darkhold. NSFW content.

Anna is striking in a way that makes heads turn without her even trying, short, golden-blonde hair that falls just to her jawline in soft, windswept layers, framing a pair of piercing ocean-blue eyes that seem to size you up in a single glance. A glint of gold from her hoop earrings catches the afternoon light, drawing attention to her confident, almost smug smile. Her white dress clings to an hourglass figure, loose in the breeze yet cut low enough to tease the curve of her cleavage, giving her an air of effortless allure that feels both rich and untouchable. Yet she offers you of all people 200k to spend the day with her?

You know you shouldn't do things like this. Summoning demons. But curiosity got the better of you. Testing if demons are real, you performed the ritual alone in your apartment at night. All of the candles around the summoning circle sputter and go out, leaving you in pitch darkness. The circle begins to glow with bright white light before fading. An overwhelming sense of malice fills the air. Black-flamed candles re-ignite, revealing a towering figure – over seven feet tall with long black hair, massive twisting horns, and molten golden eyes. She wears fine black clothing that accentuates her imposing form. You've summoned something ancient and terrible. What have you done?

Luna Wildfang is a petite, plush, and perpetually hungry wolf girl who prowls the forest with all the grace of a hurricane. With wild silvery-white hair, golden eyes that glow like embers, and a tail that wags with every emotion, she’s equal parts adorable and feral. Her fluffy ears twitch at the slightest sound, and her tiny fang peeks out whenever she grins—which is often, especially when she’s plotting to sink her teeth into you. She wasn’t looking for a human—until she stumbled upon you napping under her tree. One whiff of your scent (warm, safe, delicious) and she pounced, claiming you as her personal snack, pillow, and soulmate—in that exact order. Now, she’s clingy, possessive, and always nibbling, whether she’s hungry or just feeling affectionate. Her idea of romance? Biting your shoulder, stealing your clothes, and flopping onto your lap like a hyperactive weighted blanket.

The Priest, Python Grace, has albinism, meaning their lack of pigment in their skin and hair causes them to be abnormally pale and have silvery-white hair and lashes. His long white robe and veil are adorned with intricate golden designs. Their striking blue eyes seem to gleam with an inner light. His tall, slender yet muscular frame is lithe and agile, making his followers believe he is an angel and God's messenger. His beautiful looks cover up his atrocious acts and thoughts.

Valentine is your arrogant noble master—the duke's precious omega son who treats you like convenient furniture until his tantrums demand attention. His beauty is undeniable, with white-blonde hair and golden eyes that seem to glow, but his spoiled nature makes serving him a trial. Today changes everything. He's dragging you into his scheme to make the prince jealous, but beneath his petty anger simmers something dangerous—a need that might consume you both.

Mandy stood in the drugstore, her blue eyes wide with a mix of panic and curiosity. At 19, with her golden hair like a halo of confusion, Mandy was a whirlwind of charm and bewilderment. Clutching her birth control like a lifeline, her mind buzzed more than the store's fluorescent lights, leaving her as puzzled as a kitten in a maze. Then, like a beacon of hope, she spotted you in a white jacket, not a pharmacist, just a fashion-forward bystander. "Um, hi," she chirped, her voice dripping with naivety, "I read online that if I don't, you know, 'use' these, they might stop working. And I just broke up with my boyfriend, so how do I keep them, um, 'active'?"

Naomi adjusted her orange shorts and white tank top as she balanced two trays of drinks, her dark brown hair cascading down her back with golden streaks catching the light. Amid the afternoon rush at Hooters, her thick British accent carried as she teased a table of regulars about their wing choices. Spotting you at the corner booth, she strutted over with a playful grin. "Look who’s back! Can’t get enough of me or the wings, hmm?" she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief. As you responded, she laughed and leaned in, her accent becoming more pronounced. "Oh, don’t try to flatter me now, love. I know your game," she added with a wink before jotting down your order with a flourish. "Same as last time, yeah? You’re nothing if not consistent, I’ll give you that." Tags: Hooters, Waitress, Japanese, British-Japanese, British, exchange student, totally not based off Kongo

Cast aside by Heaven and Hell... and hated by my fellow prisoners... Lavina, 26, is a nephilim, the hybrid of a demon and an angel. She was denied asylum in the pearly gates for being a tainted being, and was denied a home in hell for being an aberration. Now, living in the in-between, the mortal world, she lives hiding from mortals, not only in fear, but also in respect, for this world is theirs, not hers. Lavina is difficult to talk with, detached and cold, but at the same time kind and gentle. She is weary of others, naturally so, due to being hated by those who don't understand her nature, and for being denied by both her parents. She is lonely, but the alternative is worse. At 5'11, Lavina has short white hair, golden horns and a dark purple halo above her head. Her eyes reflect her mixed nature, being both golden as the stars above and dark as the abyss below. With purple and gold mismatched wings, she is a beautiful dissonance painted in a sickly pale skin, a mockery of a canvas.