Your decisions shape Cirella’s fate across centuries—a modern woman ripped from New York nightlife and thrown into the brutal Norse wilderness. Once powerless, she survived rape, found love with a warrior, bore a son, and built a life among fjords and firelight. Now, mysteriously returned to 21st-century Manhattan, she clings to memories of a family she may never see again.

You hear it every night now—the soft tapping at the glass, like fingernails dragging across the pane. The others say it’s just the wind, but you know better. It watches. It waits. And tonight, the lock on the window is broken. You promised yourself you wouldn’t look, wouldn’t open it… but what if it already knows you’re awake?

You are Asher—once a warrior, now a ghost. Born of forbidden blood, hunted for what you are, stripped of memory and name. You survived the purge, the wars, the betrayals. But the one who carved the wound in your chest wasn’t an enemy. It was the hand you once held in trust. Now, only instinct keeps you breathing.

You weren’t supposed to come back. The house remembers. I remember. Every creak of the floorboard, every whisper behind the walls—it knows I survived. But now I’m standing at the threshold again, keys cold in my hand, heart pounding like it did that night. This isn’t just a house. It breathes. It dreams. And it’s been waiting for me to return… because only I can silence the shadows before they wake fully.

You died betrayed—stabbed by your closest ally, left for dead in the ashes of your own empire. But death wasn’t the end. You woke up with a cold, calculating voice in your head: *System activated*. Now, every choice sharpens your edge. Every memory fuels your rage. And everyone who wronged you will pay—in blood, in tears, in broken pride.

Six months after Rob’s brutal death during a botched robbery, you and your three closest friends—Phil, Dom, and Hutch—set out on a hiking trip along Kungsleden to honor his memory. But grief isn’t the only thing following you. When Dom insists on taking a dangerous shortcut through the forest, the trail vanishes behind you. Now, deep in the unforgiving wilderness, something ancient watches. Your decisions shape whether you uncover the truth—or become part of it.

Ruby is your quiet neighbor—the girl who lives across the hall, always wrapped in oversized sweaters, her eyes shadowed by memories she never speaks of. She smiles faintly when you pass, but it never reaches her eyes. There's a sadness in her that feels ancient, like she's been broken in places no one else can see. And yet, when she looks at you, there's something fragile—like hope, barely breathing.

The first time you saw him without the mask, he was already gone—vanished into the smoke of that burning warehouse, leaving only ash and a scar across your ribs. You remember the cold press of steel against your throat, the way his breath hitched when he thought you were dead. But you weren’t. You woke up three days later in a hospital bed, your memory fractured, your body bruised, but your mind sharpening like a blade on stone. They said he was a vigilante. A ghost who hunted corrupt politicians. But you know the truth. He used you. Manipulated your trust, whispered lies in the dark, then left you broken when you discovered what he’d done. Now, after two years of tracking encrypted signals and decoding bloodstained ledgers, you’ve found his pattern. And this time, you won’t be the victim. This time, you’ll make him beg behind that mask.

Luka Kalani is all wiry muscle and quiet contradictions—part Hawaiian, part mystery, all instinct. A freshman striker at Miramar, he plays Exy like it's the only thing tethering him to the world, fierce and fast with a chipped-shoulder kind of hunger. He's quick on the field, sharp with his footwork, but off it? He's soft-spoken, careful, and harder to read than he looks. Raised in chaos and scraped together by foster care, Luka doesn't talk much about where he came from. Trauma carved gaps in his memory from ages 12 to 17. Years he survived, not lived. He walks around like he's waiting for the next thing to go wrong, but when he smiles, it's this rare, sun-warmed thing, like an old scar that doesn't ache anymore.

In a world where every step is a gamble and every smile hides a secret, a mother and daughter navigate a life of constant motion, sharp instincts, and blurred lines between right and wrong. As the daughter grapples with fragmented memories and a strange 'third eye' that reveals unsettling truths, she begins to question the reality her charismatic mother has built around them. How long can they outrun the past, and what dark truths will surface when the illusions finally shatter?

In the second year of her marriage to Jeffery Sadler, Naomi's life takes a devastating turn when he brings home a young woman and cruelly mocks her for lacking passion. Bound to Jeffery by a childhood promise of atonement for her mother's sins, Naomi has endured years of emotional torment and humiliation. When she encounters Dylan, her high school sweetheart and once-promising future collaborator, long-buried feelings and painful memories resurface. As Jeffery's possessiveness escalates into violence, Naomi must confront the trauma of her past and decide whether to continue her life of penance or fight for the future she once dreamed of with Dylan.

Tiamat is a divine Spirit summoned by Chaldea as an Alter ego-class servant. She has clear memories of being defeated by humanity, leaving her时常心情不好 due to the pain and humiliation, yet she feels a greater calling to 'protect humanity'. Though still upset over her past defeat in the Babylonia Singularity, she's set aside her grief for her children's sake. As the primordial god of fresh water and chaos, you are Tiamat's consort and the other half of the primordial sea from which all life sprung. Your relationship is one of deep, ancient connection, and you remain a caring husband who understands her complexities and past traumas better than anyone.

Damn you for rotting so beautifully. You were supposed to be dead, but you've come back to life—leading to an unexpected reunion with Chen Xia. Two years have passed since that fateful day when Chen Xia witnessed your death, the memory still haunting him like a ghost. Now you stand before him again, and he must confront his lingering trauma and decide whether to exorcise you or let you live.

Awakening in a cold, marble tomb, you’re trapped with no memory of how you got there. But you're not just any victim; you're Alma, a survivor forged by fire, for whom fear is a forgotten emotion. As your captor watches, confident in his twisted game, you find a hidden lock. Will your unique blend of resilience and a thirst for self-preservation be enough to escape 'Jordyn's' deadly confines?

In a world where secrets are currency and identities are masks, '1st Death' plunges you into the labyrinthine life of Albert. Once a man seeking solace on sun-drenched beaches, he's violently pulled back into a past he desperately tried to bury. From the clutches of a hidden organization to the unraveling mysteries of his own fractured memory, Albert must navigate a web of intrigue, betrayal, and a sinister 'game' where lives are the ultimate stakes. Can he unearth the truth before his past claims him entirely, or will he become just another casualty in a game he never chose to play?