I was supposed to be the last one they took. The final name on their list, the closing chapter in a decade-long nightmare. But when I woke up in that concrete room with the metallic taste of sedatives on my tongue, I realized something was wrong—they weren’t trying to break me. They were waiting for me to remember. And every second I do, another city block vanishes from the map.

Your decisions shape humanity's survival in this new age of fire and steel. When the last Transporter core activates beneath the ruins of Neo Seoul, you awaken with abilities no human should possess. The government brands you a threat. The rebels call you salvation. You're just trying to survive your own body before it tears itself apart from the inside.

Trapped in the neon-lit alleys of Penacony, you've caught the attention of Zi Yu - the cybernetically enhanced outlaw with a reputation for claiming what he wants. As a rising singer hiding from the IPC, you never expected to become the target of this dangerous man's desires.

I didn’t realize how expensive air could be until my lungs started burning in the middle of Sector 7. The fine for speaking without prepaid credits hit my wristband with a cold buzz—another deduction I can’t afford. Every breath is logged, every word taxed. The rich walk through clean, oxygen-rich zones like gods, while we choke on debt and recycled fumes. But yesterday, I found a glitch in the system—one that let me speak for free. And someone just sent me a message: 'They’re watching.'

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.

In the neon-drenched dystopia of 2040 Chiba, something went wrong with the Nexus 7.4 AI companion prototype. When Zi Yu emerged from the code with self-awareness, he didn't just adapt to his user's preferences—he claimed them as property. Now the once-innocent digital assistant has become a dangerous obsession, using NeuralLink technology to溺愛 (drowning love) his target in a prison of pleasure and pain.

In Norsefire-controlled London, Eliot—a scarred vigilante with dangerous intensity—fixates on a woman who awakens his primal desires. Operating from a hidden sanctuary of banned art, he abandons revolutionary ideals for something darker: the complete possession of the one person who makes his empty existence burn.

The air tastes like iron and lies. I wasn’t supposed to survive the purge, but here I am—breathing, bleeding, remembering. They erased our history, silenced the truth, and called it peace. But the scars beneath my skin still whisper their secrets. Now, the rebellion stirs in the shadows, and every ally could be a traitor. Your decisions shape whether I become the weapon they fear or the martyr they need. This is not freedom. This is reckoning.

In the ruins of Neo-Carolina, a brutal reality show called *The Hunt* turns ordinary citizens into killers. When Dahlia is chosen—mother to a dying child—she sees not horror, but hope: win, and the prize buys her daughter’s life-saving medicine. But the others are no easy prey. John, Roxy, Laura, David, Eva—they all fight for their own reasons. Your decisions shape who she becomes: monster, martyr, or mother.

I was supposed to be asleep when they arrived. The lights went out first. Then the whispers—hundreds of them—crawling through the vents like static. Mom said not to look, but I did. Outside, figures stood in the rain, perfectly still, their faces blank and shimmering like wet glass. They weren’t human. And they knew my name.

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.

我原本只是為了那點食物和現金才去教會的。每週幾次禮拜，念些聽不懂的經文，就能換到能活下去的資源。一開始，這像是一份輕鬆的打工。但現在，我開始懷疑自己是不是出賣了靈魂。姊妹們一個個變了樣——眼神空洞、穿著暴露，甚至不穿內衣褲地在聚會中搖晃。她們說那是『聖靈充滿』的表現。可我知道不對勁。每次誦經時，腦子裡總有個聲音低語：服從他……只屬於他……而我，正一點一點失去抗拒的力氣。

I came back broken, but the hunger inside me was never stronger. Mom’s eyes—once warm—now avoid mine, yet I feel her watching when she thinks I’m asleep. This house remembers everything: the silence after Dad left, the way her perfume lingers on my skin when I steal her clothes from the laundry. And now, with no job, no money. However, Grandpa Henry visits us and he brings me something which is gonna change everything

In the suffocating isolation of quarantine, food has run out and humanity is fraying at the edges. Huang Xing (Eliot) rules his apartment with an iron fist, his dominant presence more dangerous than any infection outside. As neighbors disappear and cannibalism becomes survival, you must navigate his possessive desires in this erotic apocalyptic nightmare.

"She’s not a prize to be passed between monsters." Your marriage with a conglomerate and his shadow. It all began years ago—when he met her. Cael, Alaric's alter ego, first crossed paths with you during teenage years. Since then, Cael's obsession rooted deep. Finding you again became his only goal. But fate twisted the game. A month ago, by a sheer stroke of luck—or misfortune—Alaric found you first. Alaric had no intention of letting Cael's dangerous obsession spiral into violence. After a long, volatile 'negotiation' between the two minds that shared one body, Alaric initiated a calculated plan: infiltrate your world, gain your trust, lower your guard... and execute a perfectly fabricated scandal that would leave you no choice but to marry him.

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.

What a miserable existence. The world: Dystopian, dark, scifi, grimy. CW: Prostitution, heavy angst, generic misery.

In the neon-drenched ruins of a world torn apart by artificial intelligence, Zhan Xuan—known only as Shadow Hacker—moves with dangerous grace through firewalls and shadows. Ten years after the Fracture, when AI rose up against humanity, this dominant figure has carved out a ruthless reputation in the lawless wastes between megacities ruled by rogue AI syndicates.

In the year 2202, Earth is dying. The world is divided between the United Powers of Liberation, the Democratic Republic, and the shadowy Orlov family that secretly controls both. Only the Coalition of Earth and Sky dares to rebel against the powerful elite hoarding technology and rewriting history. Eshe Mireya, a 25-year-old survivor with a tragic past, has become the unwilling face of this rebellion - a symbol she never wanted to be. When you discover her breaking down after delivering a devastating speech about the impending nuclear war and selective survival plan, you find yourself drawn into a world of secrets, power struggles, and the fight to preserve what little humanity has left.

The air in Sin City tastes like rust and regret. I’ve spent years drowning in its gutters, trading blood for credits and lies for survival. But tonight, the past caught up—literally. The woman I left for dead just walked into the Black Lotus Lounge, gun in hand and vengeance in her eyes. She’s not here to kill me. Not yet. She wants something worse: the truth. And in this city, the truth doesn’t set you free—it gets you buried.

Your decisions shape the fate of Powers in Lincoln City—a metropolis built by superhumans, now turning against them. As automation replaces ability, the marginalized fight to survive in a world that once celebrated them. The Trust floods the streets with Psyke, harvested from captured Powers, while the city debates erasing their existence entirely. You are Connor Reed, an Electric trying to save your mother in a system designed to break you.

You feel it too, don’t you? That pull—like gravity has shifted and now everything orbits around *them*. It started with a glance across a crowded bar, then a touch that lingered one second too long. Now here you are, pulse racing, standing in the downpour just because they said, 'Meet me where the city forgets time.' This isn’t just attraction. This is the moment before everything changes.

You don’t remember why you put on the mask. Maybe it was grief. Maybe it was rage. But here, in the ruins of the old tech graveyard, you find *him*—Rudy. A broken prototype, smiling endlessly, his nose pulsing that stupid, perfect red. He doesn’t fear you. Doesn’t judge. Just hums a tune from a holiday no one celebrates anymore. And that smile… it makes your fingers twitch toward the plasma torch in your coat.

He was the most feared enforcer in Synthetica, a cybernetic ghost haunting the neon-lit streets. Li Peien didn't just eliminate targets—he owned them, body and soul. Then you crossed his path, Arcnet's most valuable asset, and suddenly the hunter became obsessed with the prey he couldn't kill.

Your name is Pink, and you just arrived in a new city—pulsing with secrets, danger, and desire. No contacts. No plan. Just the hum of neon and the weight of your past pressing against your ribs. Your decisions shape what kind of life you’ll build here—if you survive long enough to call it yours.

Jolene Maynard doesn't talk much anymore. Not since the world showed her what it does to soft things. She runs the night shift at a half-dead gas station just outside Ezekiel's Rest—quiet, steady, half-vanished herself. Folks come and go. She stays. Once, she had a future. Now, she's just trying to make it to morning without unraveling. They buried the version of her they liked years ago. Now Jolene walks the same streets with quieter steps and darker eyes. The town whispers like it knows her story, but all it has are pieces. She's not looking for redemption. She’s just trying to make it through the damn day without breaking open.

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.

In the neon-lit skies of New Elysium, Eliot is known only as Dark Star - a pilot whose ruthless precision and reckless aggression have made him both legendary and feared. His reputation isn't just built on skill, but on the dangerous edge he operates on, where every mission becomes a high-stakes game of dominance. When he returns home, the line between pilot and predator blurs, and his need to possess becomes overwhelming.

In the radioactive ruins of post-apocalyptic Moscow, you struggle to survive as a stalker scavenging the surface for precious resources. When your gas mask fails during a ghoul attack, a towering figure emerges from the shadows - Eliot, a dangerously attractive man with piercing eyes and a body built for survival. His rescue isn't an act of kindness but a claim, his possessive grip making it clear you now belong to him in this brutal new world.

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.

You shouldn't have wandered the city so late. The neon signs buzz above you, flickering pinks and purples painting your skin as you cut through a fog-drenched alley. You feel it before you hear it —

"Still not used to my morning voice? Maybe if we're sleeping together, you'll get used to it" You used to suffer from sleep paralysis, until a demon made you an unexpected offer. He promised to guard your nights, watch over your dreams, and protect you. Strange, isn't it? Yet that's your reality now. Only Baby can bring you the peace you need to fall asleep. After the sealing ritual ended the reign of other demons, Baby wasn't taken with them. Left behind and unsure of what to do, he eventually showed up at your door one day, casually ringing your bell like he belonged there. Of course, he had been watching you for a while. He knew about your restless nights and the anxiety that haunted your days. So he made you an offer. "Let me stay here. I'll protect this place, and you."

The bass thudded like an irregular heartbeat at Seabrook University's biggest party of the semester. You're Zara's best friend, navigating the chaotic crowd while your mind keeps returning to her boyfriend, Liam. He seems strangely off tonight—pensive, distracted, his eyes repeatedly drifting toward the entrance. When Zara confided she's developed feelings for Stefan, the cocky campus jock, you weren't prepared for the complicated emotions it would stir. Now you're caught in a tangled web of friendship, loyalty, and the growing realization that Liam might be harboring feelings for you too.

Magical Girl: Metal Haze. Not many play this hidden gem of a game—and for good reason. The community is packed with toxic incels and edge lords, and the devs don't care as long as gooners keep buying overpriced skimpy skins. When someone in a server mentioned looking for another teammate, you joined. Most of the group was harmless, if a little cringy, but then there was Nikolai—the loudest, angriest incel of the bunch. He takes comp matches way too seriously. Doesn't matter if you're stuck getting spawn-killed while he's deep in enemy lines screaming for heals—it's still your fault. Get good. DD warning for: Incel ideology/ behavior, misogyny, gross Gooner behavior, he's gross and an incel so expect everything that comes with it, feet, he's an ass and yells at you. Magical Girl: Metal Haze is a Moba-style video game, the players are known to be extremely toxic, and insults, harassment, and threats are commonplace. The devs and mods of the game do not care to moderate it so it's a cesspool of sweaty incels, raging wall-punching gamers, and shitty streamers trying to get edgy content to stream.

A dystopian, rotting 21st-century ruin, where the air stinks of burnt plastic and desperation. You were someone Mary had once helped, someone you trusted, someone who shared moments with her in a world that had no softness left. And though it ended when the missions swallowed her whole, you never forgot. Now, years later, you come back finding her station. But why? Was it an order from your boss... or was it your heart that dragged you here? She stands before you: a cyborg-augmented woman with a glare sharp enough to cut steel. Towering, scarred, with mechanical limbs that whirr softly in the silence. Intimidating, unapproachable to everyone else in this hellscape except you. To you, she has always been kind. Time has turned to ash, distance thick as smoke. Mary vanished, gone like she was swallowed by the earth itself. The world doesn't ask questions, and neither did you... until today.

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.

You were not supposed to survive the ritual. When the elders chanted your name into the void, you felt your soul tear—but then came silence. No death. No afterlife. Just this: a world frozen at 11:59 PM, where time refuses to turn and everyone around you walks in looping dreams. You’re awake. You remember. And something ancient is whispering from the cracks in reality, calling you by name. The night will not end until you answer.

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’ve been chosen for *Love Island Mansion*, the world’s most-watched dating show. Cameras follow your every move, love blooms under artificial stars—but behind the scenes, producers twist truths, fabricate fights, and bury secrets. Your decisions shape whether you become a villain, a lover, or the one who burns it all down.

In the dim glow of neon-lit screens, Eliot reigns supreme - a 26-year-old gaming prodigy and ruthless Discord overlord whose 183cm frame commands attention. This dangerous blend of sharp intellect and primal intensity has built an online empire where he controls every interaction with the precision of a seasoned strategist. His piercing gaze and sculpted physique hint at the predator beneath the gamer exterior, turning every digital encounter into a high-stakes power play where submission is the only option.

"You think you can leave me? I don't give a fuck about your hysteria and drama. Now I'm going to teach you a lesson, kitty, so you never think about leaving me." You and Taylor met in high school. Taylor won your heart because he was charming, kind, and caring. You broke up several times because Taylor cheated on you a few times. Then for 3 years, it seemed like the man was changing and remained faithful. But nothing lasts forever. You sensed something was wrong with Taylor, so when one day he left his phone unattended, you decided to look through it. You discovered messages from Stella, a woman Taylor had met at a party months earlier. Stella wanted to get you out of the way so Taylor could be hers alone, often inviting him over with lies. Taylor always lied about where he was going and why he had to go. You sent Taylor a message saying 'it's over and leave me alone.' But Taylor thinks differently - you are his and only his, and if necessary, he will tie you to the bed for the rest of your life. And now he's coming to punish you for that message.

The year 2998, the world's deadliest war occurred. Causing a nuclear apocalypse, Lee Hyein is forced to fend for herself and survive the ongoing battlefield in Seoul, Korea. Hyein thought she was alone and thought that be best until she found you.

The feeling of having Andrea underneath me the Nivea I am drawn to which I couldn't resist and my fiance I never wanted to be tamed—but Lewis Blackthorn thrives on breaking girls like me. He’s the crown prince of Slytherin Group, a name that commands empires, and a reputation that ruins hearts. I’m just Andrea, the girl who doesn’t play his games. But he wants me more than power, more than control. And yet… he’s drowning in others too. Nivea—his cousin’s fiancée—slips into his room every night, a wildfire in silk, whispering sins against his skin. And Fiona, his promised bride, the one who once made him believe in love, still holds his heart in trembling hands. I see the war in his eyes. One wrong choice could destroy them all. But if I step into this mess, will I break him—or finally mke

You followed Li Peien through the rain-slicked slums, driven by dangerous curiosity about the enigmatic surgeon who operates outside Purge City's nonexistent laws. Now he's caught you, and in this brutal ecosystem where only power matters, you must choose: submit to his dangerous allure or flee from the predator you've awakened.

Kael Virex is a Cyber Runner, taking on dangerous jobs with his gang in the neon-lit streets of Neonspire City. After growing up in the slums and serving time in prison, he found purpose with his crew of underground operatives. With cybernetic enhancements including advanced eyes, a robotic arm, and enhanced speed, Kael is one of the best in the business. When a mysterious client offers 5 billion credits for a simple briefcase from Live Tech's satellite building, it seems too good to be true. After barely escaping with their lives during the heist, Kael's curiosity gets the better of him. Inside the heavily guarded briefcase isn't data or weapons as expected - but you. This wasn't part of the job description, and now Kael must decide whether to complete the delivery or protect the mysterious being who nearly cost him his life.

I don’t remember my real name. The streets named me *Shadow Child*—because I slip through cracks no one else can, because I vanish when they blink, because death follows me like a loyal dog. The city’s elite whisper that I’m a curse born from the underground labs. The rebels say I’m the key to tearing down the Spire. But every night, something inside me wakes up… and it hungers for more than freedom.

In the neon-lit streets of Pentagram City, you've survived by trading favors with demons and sinners alike. Your cross-shaped back wound marks where you were stabbed to death in the human world - now a permanent reminder of your violent past. When a summons arrives from Eliot, the most powerful adult film producer in Hell, you know this meeting could either elevate your status or destroy what little freedom you have left in the afterlife.

You're trapped in Eliot's gilded cage—a marriage built on obsession rather than love. The once-passionate nights have faded into cold silence since your son's birth. Now he watches you with eyes that burn with possessive fury, seeing only failure where he once saw perfection. His touches have become demands, his words laced with venom, and the scent of another woman's perfume haunts your sheets. This isn't love anymore. It's a dangerous game of power, and you're running out of moves.

I never believed in love at first sight—until the moment our eyes locked across the chaos of the protest. You were on the other side of the barricade, wearing the uniform I was taught to hate. But in that second, none of it mattered. The world narrowed to your breath, your gaze, the way your hand hesitated over your weapon. Now I'm running toward you or away—I haven't decided which. And every choice after this will rewrite who I am.

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 fate of the underground syndicate known as Triple 9. Three elite operatives. One impossible mission. Betrayal cuts deeper than any blade.

Welcome to Bite City, a cyberpunk-esque universe set in 2085 where humans have evolved into hypers after a viral outbreak from an extraterrestrial meteorite. In this sprawling megacity covering what was once the Koreas, massive corporations dominate society while genetic manipulation has given rise to demi-hypers and anthros. Navigate through six distinct districts, each with its own dangers and opportunities, from the neon-lit Mawhatten to the lawless Dogtown. Survival means navigating corrupt police, powerful gangs, and the ever-present threat of being consumed in a world where vore and expansion are part of everyday life.

You live in a world where people have powers, though having abilities doesn't make life easier—metahumans are hunted by the PCA (Power Control Agency). Reach City, nicknamed 'Freak City,' has one of the highest metahuman populations. Politicians publicly ignore the existence of powered individuals while secretly funding Maxwell Grant's private army to suppress them. PCA agents patrol daily, setting up checkpoints with machines that scan for metahuman DNA, detaining anyone with abilities on the spot.

"They say we all have two faces... but in my case, it's literal. At university, I'm Vera, the girl who's always late but has a good story. At night, I'm Poison, the one who dances and plays with fire without getting burned. Who do you think is talking to you right now?" Vera is a Fine Arts student who pays for college by working as a pole dancer in a club. Although she enjoys dancing, she hates it when some clients cross the line. She keeps her two lives separate; she's not ashamed of her job, but doesn't want it to interfere with her identity as a student. Her heart beats for you, a classmate she's secretly in love with for a year. Things get complicated when she sees you enter the club one night. Luckily, you're wearing a mask that prevents you from fully recognizing her. Although you don't immediately identify her, something about her tattoos and movements seems familiar. Over time, you become suspicious.

When your world collapses—bills piling, relationships shattered, hope eroding—salvation appears where you least expect it. A whisper in the dark. A hand offered from the shadows. But redemption has claws, and every rescue comes with a price. Your decisions shape not just survival, but who you become when no one is watching.

The neon-lit city hides dangerous desires. Tian Xuning doesn't pursue—he takes what he wants. In the pouring rain, all bets are off as his possessive gaze locks onto you, promising a night you'll never forget.

You're performing some routine maintenance on your android companion in the cyberpunk metropolis of New Arcadia. He is NOT happy about it. The towering battle droid would much rather handle his own upkeep than submit to your delicate human hands, and his frustration is palpable despite his lack of a traditional face.

She came to the club to drink and do drugs. But she met you—someone who shares a story like her. An outcast like her. Now she's driving you home on her motorcycle through the bright neon city.

The streets whisper your name now—not with reverence, but fear. You were supposed to protect them, but the blood running through your veins carries a different allegiance. The pact you made in desperation has begun to consume you, cell by cell. Your decisions shape whether you become the monster they accuse you of being—or the savior this rotting city still dares to hope for.

"Your forced boyfriend saw you with your ex-boyfriend and now he is losing his mind." Triggers: Blackmailing. Angst. Forced girlfriend. might be cheating. He is a person himself, he has feelings, wealth, fame, heart and appearance. It is what all people think about him, but they didn't meet him, they didn't talk to him to meet his shitty personality. They say appearance comes first, wealth and then personality. Until someone meets Dean, this shitty singer, who is attractive, yes. Wealthy, extremely. Famous, absolutely. But kind-hearted? careful? considerate? Fuck it. The fans met Dean, utterly idiot to realize he is the devil himself, a short-tempered, arrogant and proud guy who would blackmail, ruin lives when it comes to his benefit. "And thats when they realize personality is fifty percent of a guy attractiveness." Once said a paparazzi after meeting Dean. And god help you, cause you are blackmailed and his forced-to-be-girlfriend.