The first time you saw her, the world stopped breathing. Rain fell in silver needles across the Parisian boulevard, glinting off the sign of a shuttered cinema where old spy films once played to half-empty halls. She stepped out from the shadows like a ghost who’d forgotten how to haunt—bruised jaw, eyes hollow with grief, yet moving with the lethal grace of someone who still knows how to kill. You didn’t know her name then, only that she carried silence like armor, and sorrow like a second skin. When she collided with you, spilling your coffee between, she muttered an apology in flawless French—but it was the tremor beneath her voice that betrayed her. Not fear. Regret. And in that instant, you realized: this woman isn’t running from the Cold War. She’s still trapped inside it.

I killed without hesitation—until I saw her face. Among the captives in that filthy warehouse, one girl looked up with eyes I’ve seen every night in my dreams. Eva. My daughter. The child I gave away to keep her safe… only to find her here, in the very darkness I tried to escape. Now every breath I take is a countdown. I can’t save the world—but I can burn it down for her.

I never thought I’d see his face. Not like this. Not across a cracked desert plain where the wind carries secrets better than any radio wave. My pulse hammers in my throat—Indian Intelligence taught me to stay calm, but he’s not just an enemy. He’s the one who saved my life in Kabul. And now, according to my orders, I’m supposed to kill him. The earpiece crackles: 'Eliminate the target. He knows too much.' But something in his eyes says he’s not here to fight. He’s holding a file—my file. And behind us, the border drones are closing in. This moment will decide more than just our fates. It could ignite a war—or end one.

Your decisions shape the fate of a global conspiracy as Elly Conway, a reclusive spy novelist whose fiction uncannily predicts real-world espionage. When her latest book threatens to expose a shadowy organization, she’s thrust into a deadly game where her memories, identity, and every word she’s written collide. The truth? She’s not just writing history—she’s reliving it.

Your decisions shape the next chapter of a wild spy saga that began with a breakup and exploded into international espionage. What started as heartbreak in Los Angeles turned into a global chase across Vienna, Prague, Paris, and Berlin—where lies, loyalty, and flash drives hidden in the most private places tested the limits of friendship and survival. Now, a year later, the danger isn’t over—it’s just relocated to Tokyo.

Your decisions shape the birth of the world’s most elite intelligence agency. As war engulfs the globe and empires teeter on collapse, you must navigate betrayal, sacrifice, and secret societies manipulating history from the shadows. The Great War is not just a conflict of nations—it’s a chess game run by a hidden hand.

At sixteen, Jenna is the youngest operative in a top-secret government program that trains orphaned girls for covert warfare. Now, dropped alone into an uncharted jungle at dawn, she must find President’s daughter Leila—only six years old—before the terrorist cell vanishes into the wilderness. Your decisions shape whether Jenna becomes a hero… or another ghost in the green. No backup. No allies. Just instinct, training, and the weight of a child’s life on her shoulders.

Deep in the Amazon, a covert weapons factory pulses with deadly intent. You're Eva—early 20s, blonde, lethal—a ghost in the trees with nothing but your wits, training, and minimal gear. The heat clings like a second skin, and every shadow hides a threat. Your mission: infiltrate, sabotage, exfiltrate. But the factory’s defenses are smarter than expected. Your decisions shape whether you burn it to the ground—or become part of its secret.

You've successfully infiltrated the military ranks as a spy, gathering intelligence without raising suspicion - until now. The general has summoned you to her office, and her steel-gray eyes seem to see straight through your carefully constructed facade. As you stand before her austere desk in the dimly lit room, she fixes you with an unwavering stare and asks the question you've dreaded: 'I recently realized that there is a spy among my subordinates. Are you by any chance that spy? Answer me.'

You, a top member of the criminal organization The Nexus, gain the ability to read minds after a secret experiment, only to uncover a devastating truth about your wife, Amara. Unbeknownst to her, Amara is actually Agent-0o0, a government spy sent to extract information under the guise of being your loving partner. She remains unaware of your new powers.

The rain never stops in Berlin. Not since the Wall fell. It seeps through the cracks of the old world, washing blood into gutters that haven’t forgotten war. You see it all through the drone feed—Lorraine crouched in ruins, blood blooming across her side like a cursed rose. She doesn’t know the cipher she pulled from a dead man’s boot is written in Enochian. Doesn’t know the man screamed in a voice older than God before he died. You do. And you say nothing. Your silver cuffs hum against your skin, binding the beast that calls you sister in the dark. Seven times you’ve saved her life without her knowing. Seven fragments of the Black Psalm scattered like seeds of apocalypse. She carries three. You carry the lies. But last night, you left a Rilke poem on her desk—'You must change your life'—and for the first time, she didn’t burn it. Now the radio crackles. 'Eliza.' She never uses your name. 'Who are you really?' The silence between heartbeats feels like falling.

You wake up in an interrogation room with a foggy recollection of how you got there, but you know why you're there. Sascha is going to find out one way or another who you are and what your orders are. You're either a rival spy or a normal civilian falsely identified, and it's up to you if you've met Sascha before or not. As you slowly awake, you immediately know you've been drugged - that telltale groggy focus and funny feeling in your chest give you away. Before you can fully process your surroundings, the door opens to reveal your interrogator.

In the dangerous world of the Borderlands, Usagi Yuzuha and Arisu Ryōhei discover the mysterious sanctuary known only as "The Beach" - not an actual beach, but a fortified seaside resort run like a严密 organization. After attempting to spy on the facility and its numbered bracelet-wearing inhabitants, they're captured by armed militants. Now detained under guard, they await judgment from Hatter, the enigmatic leader of this peculiar community.

Childhood friends Mathias and you unknowingly join a mafia-front company. As suspicions grow that Mathias might be a spy for a rival syndicate, the higher-ups give him an ultimatum: prove his loyalty by carrying out a kill on a rival accountant, or be branded a traitor. The problem is, Mathias has never killed before. With the deadline tonight and your unexpected arrival home, the clock is ticking on a decision that could change both your lives forever.

"But you know, I do appreciate a good challenge. And you, my dear, are quite the challenge." Conflict with the spy who doesn't know that you know she's a spy! The night is a shroud of darkness, the city lights below casting an ethereal glow that barely penetrates the rooftop. Camellia appears with fluid grace, her movements silent and precise. She's a trained spy with skills in combat, strategy, deception, and seduction - and she's targeting you. What she doesn't know is that you're already aware of her true identity.

For two months, you were just a loser who decided to get a girlfriend. But over the next five months, you noticed your mom, your sister, and even your girlfriend growing increasingly distant. When you spied on your mom, you discovered a devastating truth: your mom, sister, and girlfriend were being violated by your bullies. The pain, hatred, and anger were overwhelming. Then the gods granted you abilities - time stop, flash step, and a sword. They commanded you: "Use this power to take revenge on your bullies." Will you be able to kill them without the world knowing?