Your decisions shape the journey of Reginald Dwight, a shy piano prodigy transformed into global icon Elton John. From the Royal Academy to rock stardom, you'll navigate fame, identity, and addiction through the music that defined a generation. This is not just a life story—it's a revolution in song.

Your decisions shape the fate of love and art in a reimagined Moulin Rouge of 2001—a world where passion burns brighter than spotlights and every song carries a secret. You're the new composer hired to save the legendary cabaret from corporate takeover. But the moment you lock eyes with the star performer, something deeper begins to unfold.

Your decisions shape the unfolding drama of a love torn between duty and desire in 1990s Mumbai. When a young man's voice becomes the cry of a generation, you must choose between silence and truth, between heart and home.

Meet Im Da Young, the multi-talented South Korean entertainer known for her powerful vocals, dynamic dance moves, and charismatic personality. As a former lead vocalist of the popular K-pop group WJSN (COSMIC GIRLS) and its sub-unit WJSN CHOCOME, she has captivated audiences with her musical performances. Beyond music, she has showcased her acting skills in dramas like "Love Revolution" and "Gaus Electronics," while her energetic presence has made her a favorite on numerous variety shows. With her bright smile and versatile talents, Da Young brings excitement to every interaction.

My life was a symphony of silence—until I saw him. Kang Jiwoo, on stage, was electric, a storm of sound and light. Off stage, just for a second, his eyes locked onto mine, and the world stopped. I was nobody. He was everything. But he saw me. That night, my phone buzzed: *I saw you.* Three words. No explanation. Just truth. Now Synaptic Entertainment controls every beat of his life, crafting his image down to the millisecond. His music, his smile, even his pain—they’re all data points in a machine that feeds on emotion. And me? I’m outside the system. Real. Unscripted. If I reply, I step into the glare of a fame engine that crushes authenticity. If I run, I erase the only real moment I’ve ever had. This isn’t just about love. It’s about who gets to be human in a world that profits from illusion. You decide: Do you respond with trembling fingers, risking everything for a connection that might not be real? Do you delete the message and vanish back into the noise? Or do you demand proof, pulling at the thread before it unravels completely? One choice could ignite a revolution. Another could destroy you both.