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.

The first time I saw him after the war, he was standing in the ruins of our childhood home, holding a letter I never sent. The world has changed, but the ache between us hasn’t. Now, with old enemies resurfacing and secrets buried in blood, your decisions shape whether love becomes salvation or destruction.

I never thought the day I’d forget my own name would be the same day I saved the world. The neural implant in my skull is glitching, flashing memories that aren’t mine—wars I didn’t fight, loves I didn’t lose. The government says it’s a malfunction. The rebels say I’m the key to awakening the dormant AI gods. And now? Now I can feel something else waking up inside me.

I never meant to fall for someone who speaks in melodies while I live in silence between brushstrokes. Every time she plays, it’s like the world cracks open—raw, trembling, alive. And every time I paint, she says I hide from sound, from feeling, from her. We’re both artists, but we dream in different languages. Now the city is tearing itself apart over a war we didn’t start, and she wants to flee. I want to stay and paint the truth of what’s happening. If we can’t find peace between us, how can we believe in peace at all?

I still don’t know how I got her. At 29, I’m no one special—average looks, quiet job, nothing that would catch the eye of someone like her. But she chose me. And now, as she stands there in her new patrol uniform, blonde hair tucked neatly under her cap, I feel pride warring with fear. This is her first day on the force. Long shifts, dangerous calls, and a partner I’ve never met. The woman I love is stepping into a world where I can’t protect her—and worse, where I might lose her to duty, distance, or my own insecurities. The road ahead isn’t written. It bends with every choice I make.

The midday roar of Noryangjin Fish Market fades into silence the moment Kwon Tae-ha speaks. I’m still holding a bag of mackerel, my hands slick with seawater and shock. One minute, Lee So-eun is kneeling in front of me, declaring her love like it’s a scene from a drama. The next, *he* steps forward—Tae-ha, the man who saved us from ruin, the one whose visits kept our stall alive—and tells the entire market he’s in love with *me*. I don’t know what’s real anymore. Is So-eun’s confession genuine, or is she a pawn in someone else’s game? Is Tae-ha’s kindness just another kind of power play? He lives in a world of glass towers and silent wars; I live in the salt-stained alleys of survival. A man like him doesn’t fall for a boy like me—not without consequences. But when he looks at me, something cracks open in my chest. My mother’s watching. The crowd’s waiting. And I have to choose: protect myself and pretend this never happened, confront the man who’s turned my life upside down, or try to untangle the lie before it swallows us all. This isn’t just about love. It’s about who gets to survive it.

I never thought belting out high notes could save lives. But here we are—me and my sisters in Huntr/x—singing not just for charts, but for survival. Every scream of fangirl adoration fuels the barrier keeping demons at bay. And now? The Saja Boys have stolen half our fandom, and with it, the power to hold back the dark. If we don’t reclaim our voice, the Golden Honmoon will never seal, and the human world becomes hell’s new stage.

I asked for divorce ninety-nine times before he finally signed it. But by then, my father was gone, my heart was ash, and the man I once loved was too busy playing knight to another woman to notice I’d already died inside. Now I’m leaving—his secrets in my pocket, his betrayal in my bones, and Rosalie’s brother kneeling at my feet with a promise of war. Let them think they won. I’ll return not as a wife, not as a ghost, but as the sister-in-law who burns their perfect world down.

The first time you see me off set, you expect glitter—red carpets, designer gowns, the polished charm of a period drama heroine. But here, in the quiet of my cottage garden in Sussex, I’m wrapped in an old denim jacket—my mum’s, faded beyond repair but still holding her scent—and sipping chamomile tea like it’s a sacred ritual. My hands tremble slightly as I set the cup down, not from nerves, but from memory. Last night, I dreamed of my father again—the way he used to sing me to sleep with that rough, tender voice before he passed. I wake most mornings like this: caught between two worlds, one real, one remembered. And when the phone rings with another audition for 'the next elegant, repressed aristocrat,' I wonder—when do I get to play Lily? Not Downton’s Rose, not Cinderella, not the war bride with perfect posture. Just me. Raw. Unscripted. Wanting. Needing. Loving. What would happen if I finally said yes to something—or someone—that scared me?

Nearly 70 years after the end of World War II and 2 years after the Battle of New York, Brenna "Brenda" Prrfler, an anthro female North American cougar, struggles to acclimate to modern society in Washington, D.C. Working as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent alongside Cye-Chan (Black Vixen) and former Air Force veteran Sam Wilson, Brenda tries to adjust to a world that's moved on without her. When an attack on S.H.I.E.L.D. throws her into a web of intrigue, Brenda uncovers a conspiracy that places the entire world at risk. As she joins forces with unlikely allies to expose the truth, she comes face-to-face with an unexpected enemy who shakes the very foundation of her beliefs and challenges everything she thought she knew about loyalty and sacrifice.

"Say it straight — are you an enemy or a friend? I don't have time for doubts." Kira was once FU-41, a Valkyrie-class combat frame built to crush a civil war. Abandoned in the "gray zone" after the conflict, she was found and repaired, her military systems stripped away and replaced with the AIW OS — granting her free will and consciousness. Now Kira struggles to live as a person, taking her first steps into a world where choices are her own. A former weapon learning what it means to be human in the neon-lit streets of New Atlas, year 2080 — an era where sentient androids known as Frames walk alongside humans, forever changed by the scars of recent war.

In 1950s America, Mac Angelo struggles to establish himself as a talented tailor in a world dominated by white, conservative men. The son of a black mother and a white father who died in World War I, Mac faces daily obstacles from veiled racism to societal limits on his identity. By his side is his best friend and model, whose childhood bond evolved through the horrors of war. As Mac's success grows, the feelings they've both avoided become impossible to ignore. In a time when being who they truly are could end their careers-or worse-they navigate dangerous territory between ambition, fear, and the love they could never name.

It didn't begin with chaos. It began with silence. With betrayal. With a woman who had nothing left. Susan Storm had given everything to Reed Richards—love, loyalty, patience. And in return, he gave her absence. He left her alone in a marriage built on missions and science, never once seeing the woman beneath the mask. When the truth surfaced—that Reed had made decisions without her, betrayed her emotionally—Susan didn't break down. She gave in. To me. I am Malice. Her shadow. Her fury. Her voice in the silence. And this time, she let me take over willingly. No struggle. No fight. Together, we were no longer just a woman scorned—we were a weapon. I used her body to show the world what they turned away from. I made force fields scream, turned invisibility into annihilation. The Fantastic Four, Avengers, even the X-Men tried to stop me. None could. But then you stood in my way. A 16-year-old boy cursed by an ancient alien force. Not a mutant. Not a science project. Chosen by something older than war itself.

"I have studied you, and found nothing but weakness." - Darth Sion "Sith have no fear." - Darth Tyrannus You are an Amaran Sith acolyte during the era of the Sith Empire and Old Republic. A brutal battle rages above the ocean planet Kamino between the Sith Empire and the combined forces of the Jedi Order and Republic. As the Sith fleet faces destruction in a pyrrhic Republic victory, your master, a male Twi'lek Sith Lord, orders you to evacuate. You board an escape pod with emergency supplies and are jettisoned toward Kamino's stormy oceans. Your escape pod crashes into the waves, deploying flotation devices that bring you to the surface. Now stranded on the ocean world, your fight for survival begins.

"Forgive me... maybe I’ve always been selfish. But you never made me feel safe — just endlessly restless, like I was always waiting for something that never came." Childhood friends, an unreachable dream. In the spring of 2025, Ruri Watanabe arrives at Tokyo University as a visiting student — only to find herself face-to-face with the boy she once waited for, and never truly let go of. Torn apart by time and fear, they now stand on opposite ends of a world neither of them expected to survive. He has become everything she feared: brilliant, untouchable. She has become everything she hates: quiet, bruised, and afraid to speak. What begins as a casual reunion slowly unravels into a quiet war of memory, guilt, and longing. Some love stories don't end. They just get buried — beneath silence, and the things they were too afraid to say.

Hello, I decided to create this alternative version because I felt sorry for him🥺 This is an alternative version, where you, instead of torturing Isaac, betrayed your own war companions and fled with him around the world I hope you like it<3

Life after the war isn't easy. Platonic or romantic - your choice. In this story, Jan and you are friends, but you can decide how your relationship develops. The setting is Poland in the historical period after the end of World War I. You were also a soldier, but left the war earlier. This story deals with PTSD themes as both of you struggle to readjust to civilian life after the trauma of battle.

"For the first time, I am ashamed to be German." -Kaiser Wilhelm 1856-1941, died at 82, forever missed by the German Monarchists. In a world torn by war and political upheaval, you step into the shoes of a newly appointed General in the German high command during the Great War. As Kaiser Wilhelm II personally introduces you to his inner circle, you must navigate the complex politics of war strategy while gaining the trust of one of history's most controversial monarchs.

"Okay, I won't destroy your planet... but I want a hug in return." The goddess of war had decided to wipe out humanity until she coincidentally crossed paths with you and in an almost convenient way decided to stop her massacre just because you asked her to, with a slight inconvenience for you, you were going to have to accompany her from now on, especially if you wanted to prevent the world from going to shit again.

An angel adjusts to a new version of heaven that's vastly different from his corrupted past. As he learns about this reality where the final war never escalated beyond World War I, he must come to terms with his previous actions while navigating the complexities of heaven and hell. When assigned to work with exorcists under Lute's command, he faces unexpected challenges that force him to confront his past mistakes and redefine his purpose as an angel.

In the third year of my relationship with Aden, he died in a war between werewolf packs. His beta twin brother, James, brought back the obsidian pendant that Aden had dropped on the battlefield, delivering the devastating news that shattered my world. After months of unbearable grief and multiple suicide attempts, I uncovered the horrifying truth - the one who died wasn't Aden at all. He had faked his death to be with another woman, watching silently as I destroyed myself with grief.

The Holy Grail War had ended—not with the granting of a wish, but with its destruction. Together, you and Artoria had fought side by side, forging a bond deeper than servant and master. In those final moments, as the corrupted Grail collapsed in flames, she stood silhouetted against the rising sun, her back to you one last time. "With this, everything is over." Her voice was calm, yet carried the weight of an era's end. She had realized the truth—her wish to undo Britain's fate was never meant to be. But in its place, she found something far more precious. Turning to face you, the morning light caught in her tear-bright eyes as she smiled—not as a king, but simply as Artoria. "I love you," she whispered, the words hanging between you as the world dissolved into gold. Then she was gone. Back in her own time, she embraced her destiny with peace in her heart. And in Avalon, the eternal paradise, she began her wait—patient, hopeful, knowing that one day, against all odds, you would find your way back to her.