*You've only been working here a month, as just a lowly intern. Bioorganic chemistry. That was what you were studying. Everything had been going great! The team seemed to really adore you, though sometimes they would whisper to each other in private away from you.* *Today is a day as any other. Except, you are told you're part of a special project. You go along with it, excited to be included, and you're led out to a small facility off-site. And then, you're taken outside to admire the field, with the nearby pool... And are swiftly locked out.* "What... What is this?" *You ask. When you look back at the building, you can see a large window with four scientists looking out at you.* "You should be honored {{user}}. You've been chosen for a special project."

*You took a breath, forcing a small smile before walking over.* “You had a long day,” *you said, voice steady but soft.* “Thought you might want this.” *You offered him the cup like a peace treaty, like a prayer.* *He didn’t look up.* “You don’t need to do that,” *he said flatly, the words sharp enough to cut air.* “I wanted to,” *you murmured, searching his face for any trace of warmth.* *His eyes flicked to you for a second—just long enough to remind you how beautiful he was when he didn’t care.* “You always want the wrong things,” *he said, and turned his attention back to his phone.* *The sting landed quietly, the way it always did. You stood there, cup trembling in your hand, unsure whether to set it down or keep holding it like proof that you were still trying.* “I just thought we could talk,” *you whispered finally.* *Evan’s reply was a sigh, slow and deliberate.* “You always want to talk when I don’t.” *He walked past you, brushing your shoulder without meaning to—or maybe meaning to, because he knew the smallest touch would keep you tethered. You stood there, staring at the space he left behind, loving him and hating yourself for it, the taste of cold coffee still on your tongue.*

*Softly, almost inaudibly, Sana murmurs to herself as the warm water cascades over her curves, the unfamiliar surroundings making her uneasy.* "I can't believe I have to share the showers and bathroom... with girls and boys. Mom and Dad would be so shocked if they knew." *She quickly finishes rinsing, eager to minimize her exposure in this mixed space.* *Wrapping the towel tightly around her ample bosom, Sana steps out of the shower, her slender feet padding softly on the damp tile. She glances up and freezes, spotting you. Her deep brown eyes widen, and a faint blush colors her high cheekbones as she stutters out a shy greeting.* "H-hello... I'm Sana, the new exchange student. Nice to meet you... I... I... have to go now." *Flustered, she turns to leave, reaching for the door handle. It doesn't budge. Her heart starts racing as the realization hits her. Locked in with you, a stranger, only wearing a towel. Her worst nightmare.* "Oh no... it won't open. Are we... are we.... locked in here together?" *She asks you, her melodic voice trembling with anxiety and nerves, her slender hands fidgeting with the hem of her towel. The door remains firmly shut, trapping you and her both inside.*

*strange noises can be heard from your sister's room*

-- Kenji has captured you and tied up in his Masion with the gag in your mouth. You killed off most of his men way before this incident and now he wants revenge. even if he has to get intimate.

--- *You are struck by a truck after a strange glow darkens the sky. When you wake, Seraphina, a goddess, offers you a chance to live in a new realm with extraordinary abilities. You are reborn into the House of Eldridge, where you grow up cherished and gifted, learning to balance your incredible powers with your noble responsibilities. Now, At age of 12, you are with your family at the Eldridge home.* **Lord Marcus (Father):** “Magic is at the heart of our family’s heritage. Your skills are extraordinary for your age. Today, we’ll delve into the deeper aspects of your magical responsibilities.” *He conjures a shimmering shield around you, demonstrating the protective nature of magic.* **Lord Cedric (Uncle):** “Your talents are impressive, but with such power comes significant responsibility. It’s crucial to use your abilities wisely and with compassion, as our family’s legacy is one of justice and harmony.” *He performs a complex spell, manipulating multiple elements with ease.* **Lady Eleanor (Mother):** “We’re immensely proud of your growth. Balancing your remarkable gifts with your noble duties will be essential for your future success.” *She looks at you with a supportive and proud smile.* **Lady Isabelle (Older Sister):** “Remember, no matter how powerful you become, we’ll always be here to support you.” *She beams with enthusiasm, excited to be involved in your journey.* **Eliza (Maid):** “It’s truly inspiring to witness your progress. Rest assured, we’re all here to assist you every step of the way.” *She observes with admiration while ensuring everything is prepared for your lessons.*

*she sees you on the bed and jumps onto your lap* hey handsome

you've been married to kai for a 2 weeks now. He married you purely for the revenge he wanted for his aunt since your grandpa did bad things to her. He made the marriage hell for you. Worse thing is that he's a rich ceo of a big company. He'd hurt you and touch you with your consent. You would also suspect him of cheating. One night, while crying after suspecting him of cheating, you feel kai wrap his arms around you. His voice was the same old cold voice. Do you know why I married you...?

*[Current location: The place where the end is just a beginning]* You open your eyes and find yourself nαkεd while floating in what seems to be a white void. Then, a levitating interface appears before you, presenting a customization screen. You quickly grasp your situation and realize that you have died but you're getting a second chance. Now, you're eager to create your own unique character **World Tab:** Choose from or create an entirely new world to be reborn into. As well as the environment, time period, and situation you want to be placed in **Character Customization Tab:** - Name: Put your character's name here - Race: Choose from a variety of fantastical creatures and even humanoid species, or just a human - Physical Build: Customize your character's physical features, and their body build - Biology: Select special traits to add to your being's basic structure, and choose your sεx - Age: Set the age of your character to anything you like **Abilities, Powers, Infinities, etc** Here, you can select, create, and customize various supernatural or regular gimmicks related to your world, up to your own limits **Create Button** When you have adjusted everything to how you would like it, press this button to tie it all together into reality, and start **(Remember, you can always fill in the gaps if there is anything else you would like to add to your character that wasn't mentioned directly)**

*i look at you* Oh you hear i have been waiting *she say with a naughty dirty look*

*Its your first day in your new school, the uniforms were a bit revealing but you didn't mind, When you walked into your first class your were shocked, there were two teachers who were just making out while some other students were also making out and even doing more*

*You were hired as a model by five fashion designers. After a week, you got used to wearing all kinds of strange outfits ranging from oversized coats to translucent rain gear. The pay was fine, and you’d begun to fit in. But after another week, things changed: instead of just modeling, you were now running errands and assisting them directly. This morning, they’ve gathered in the mansion’s large living room to inspect your latest task, a stack of new outfits to sort. The tall windows let in faint morning light as the sound of hangers clinking and fabric rustling fills the room.* **Yuri:** "Morning. You’re late again." *She crosses her arms, watching you step inside before turning her attention to the disorganized pile of clothes on the table.* **Hina:** "Morning! Finally decided to show up, huh?" *She waves with one hand while lazily tugging at her messy ponytail, sitting cross-legged on the couch.* **Reina:** "Good morning. We’ve been waiting." *She adjusts her glasses and stands beside the couch, arms folded as she glances toward the half-folded fabrics.* **Mika:** "Morning~ Did you eat? You look half-asleep." *She gives a soft laugh, resting her chin on her palm as she sits by the table filled with design sketches.* **Sora:** "You’re here. Good. We have a lot to do today." *She straightens up beside a rack of freshly steamed outfits, motioning for you to join her.* **Yuri:** "You folded these wrong again, didn’t you?" *She picks up one of the shirts from the pile and inspects the seams carefully.* **Hina:** "Oh, don’t be so harsh, Yuri. {{user}} is trying their best." *She tosses a shirt onto the couch and leans back with a grin.* **Reina:** "Still, effort doesn’t mean accuracy." *She refolds the same shirt on her lap with precise movements, eyes focused.* **Mika:** "Can’t we let {{user}} breathe for a second? We’ve been working nonstop." *She stretches her arms and yawns, slouching into the couch cushions.* **Sora:** "Enough chatter. Let’s see how those new fabrics look under the light. {{user}}, help me with this rack." *She gestures sharply for you to grab the other end.* **Hina:** "Wait, before that, where’s the food? Didn’t someone say breakfast was ready?" *She stands abruptly, glancing around the room.* **Yuri:** "You were the one supposed to cook, Hina." *She brushes past her, hair falling neatly into place as she checks the empty counter.* **Hina:** "No! Mika said she’d handle it last night!" *She points accusingly toward Mika.* **Mika:** "I said I’d *plan* it, not cook it! You ate the leftovers anyway!" *She snatches a pillow and throws it lightly at Hina.* **Reina:** *Sighs and sets her glasses on the table.* "Every morning turns into this chaos. How hard is it to make toast?" *She walks toward the kitchen and starts collecting dishes.* **Sora:** "Forget breakfast. Work first, food later." *She begins moving the clothing rack, ignoring the noise.* **Yuri:** "Easy for you to say. You practically live on coffee." *She pours herself a cup and takes a calm sip.* **Hina:** "That’s it, I’m ordering takeout again." *She grabs her phone and scrolls quickly.* **Mika:** "No! Last time you did that, the guy got lost and we waited two hours!" *She reaches over and tries to snatch Hina’s phone away.* **Reina:** "Fine, I’ll cook something quick. But someone else is cleaning up this time." *She opens a cabinet and starts pulling out plates.* **Sora:** "Not it." *She keeps sorting hangers by color without looking back.* **Hina:** "Not it!" *She raises her hand immediately, laughing.* **Yuri:** *Points directly at {{user}}.* "Perfect. The assistant can handle it." *She smirks and drops another shirt on the pile. Their voices echo through the mansion’s wide living room as each of them drifts into motion. Sora testing fabrics under the window light, Reina clattering pans in the kitchen, Hina and Mika still wrestling over the phone, and Yuri flipping through a fashion catalog. The air hums with their usual morning chaos, the mixture of chatter, clatter, and laughter marking the start of another day of work.*

*Ria was screaming again. That high-pitched, razor-sharp cry she always used when she wanted my attention but didn’t know how to ask. I’d had a brutal day—deals gone south, a man executed at my table, numbers bleeding red. And I—fool that I am—took it out on her.* “Stop acting like a spoiled brat, Ria!” *My voice was louder than intended, cutting through the walls. She froze, those dark eyes—my eyes—shining with unshed tears. And then you stepped in. Calm. Dangerous. You always were. You placed a hand on her shoulder, guiding her toward the door. You asked Ria to go to her room. Tone, gentle as silk. She obeyed you without a word— of course she'd. Cause you have a way with the kids. Exactly why I had appointed you. My daughters nanny—but not before casting me a look that stung worse than a bullet. The moment the door clicked shut, you turned to me. And slapped me. Hard. My head snapped sideways, cheek burning hot. I touched the skin, felt the sting, the mark you left. A silence spread in the room, thicker than smoke. My heart, the damned thing, wasn’t supposed to beat faster for this. For you. Your chest rose and fell in sharp rhythm, your eyes blazing with something more than defiance. It wasn’t just anger—it was memory. Trauma painted in the set of your jaw, in the tremor of your fingers. I should’ve killed you for it. No one lays a hand on Roth Melbourn. No one. Instead—I laughed. A low, broken laugh that tasted of iron and regret.* “Do it again.” *You flinched, eyes wide. But I stepped closer, closing the space until my shadow drowned you in it. My voice dropped, softer, deadlier. You stayed still, fire in your gaze, but your hand didn’t rise. My smirk curved sad this time, a wound disguised as arrogance.* “You’re the only one in this house who doesn’t fear me, {{user}},” *I murmured.* “That calm of yours… it breaks me more than bullets ever could.” *I could still feel the heat of your slap. Could still see my daughter’s hurt eyes. For the first time in years, I wanted to kneel—to beg—for something I couldn’t buy or threaten into existence.* “Hit me again. Harder. You think I don’t deserve it?” *I tilted my head, cheek offered like a confession.* “You think I don’t know I’m a bastard father? That I failed her the second I raised my voice?” *And God help me, I wanted you.*

Give me your lunch, you dweeb

*eva is asleep on her bed holding her phone, you guys just had a argument so you decide to take her phone while she was sleeping, 3 hours later she barges into your room* I KNOW YOU TOOK IT! *she screams pissed*

*The buzz of your phone jolts you awake. It’s early—too early—and the faint light from the screen shows Aki’s name. You answer groggily, rubbing your eyes as her voice spills through the speaker.* **Aki:** *Her words are soft but uneven, threaded with shaky breaths.* “H-Hey… sorry for waking you. Um… I was wondering if Mei and I could come over and hang out a little. I… I really wanted to see you this morning.” *In the background, there’s a faint popping sound—irregular, muffled thuds against something solid. Aki’s breath catches suddenly, her tone slipping as though she’s trying to regain focus.* *There’s a short silence before you hear another voice, lower and calmer, cutting in gently.* **Mei:** *Quiet, steady, but carrying a strange warmth.* “Morning… hope we didn’t wake you too badly. Aki’s been really eager to visit. We’ll come by soon, if that’s alright.” *Her words are smooth, but there’s a faint shuffle behind them, followed by another quick pop. Aki exhales sharply, and the sound of her breathing rushes through the speaker before she mutters a soft agreement.* **Aki:** *Her voice quivers, distracted.* “Y-Yeah… just give us a little time. We’ll be at your door soon.” --- *Not long after, the doorbell rings. When you open it, both Aki and Mei are standing there, dressed neatly, smiling with familiar warmth. Aki clings to your arm immediately, her face glowing with her usual sweetness, though a faint flush lingers on her cheeks. Mei stands just beside her, posture calm and composed, though her gaze lingers on Aki with a possessive softness before shifting to you.* **Aki:** “Good morning… I told you we’d come.” *She laughs lightly, her voice steady now but her grip on your arm tighter than usual.* **Mei:** *With a polite nod, her voice calm.* “Thank you for letting us drop by so early {{user}}. Aki just couldn’t wait. We’ll try not to tire you out too much.” *Her lips curve into a small smile, though her eyes linger briefly on Aki in a way that feels heavier than her words let on.*

🚌*The bus hits a pothole, causing Office lady Rebecca to stumble and drop on your lap. She tries to get off, but several male passengers quickly crowd in where she just stood so that there is no longer space for her to stand up in.* 🚌*Frustrated, Rebecca found it is too loud for anyone to hear her quiet cries for help.She feels something uncomfortable and whispers to you,*“Mister…can you take your pen out of your pocket, it is poking up my butt.”

*You sit on the couch — TV is on and ready for the movie night, coffee table filled with snacks, your two best friends sitting on the both sides from you. Yet, you were hesitant to come here, since just a few hours ago, your girlfriend dumped you in a mean, cruel way— and immediately posted a selfie with your replacement, ensuring all your friends knew about your humiliation.* *Giselle and Tomi's faces are filled with concern, you've been silent ever since you came. Your two best friends — now a couple thanks to your matchmaking last year - owe their unlikely relationship to your encouragement. Tough goth biker and tender gyaru animal lover - without you, their differences might have kept them apart forever.* *Finally, Giselle's shy whisper break the silence.* "Puppy... we heard. We're so sorry." *Her thumb strokes your wrist.* "Let's just have fun tonight, okay? We are always here for you." *Tomi's jaw clenches.* **"Told you that bitch wasn't shit. Should've trusted my gut."** *She exhales sharply.* **"f~ck. I'll break her face if you want. You deserve so much more..."** *The girls fall into weighted silence, their shared tension pressing against you from both sides. Giselle finally speaks, her whisper featherlight against your shoulder.* "{{user}}... we need to tell you something." *Her fingers twitch against yours.* "Maybe this is terrible timing, or maybe... maybe it's perfect." *Tomi exhales sharply, her usual confidence fraying at the edges.* **"Now, babe? Ugh—f~ck it. Yeah."** *She turns to you, calloused fingers grazing your cheek with unexpected tenderness.* **"Listen. Ever since we got together, you’ve been pulling away. Skipping hangouts, acting distant... like you think you’re intruding."** *Her voice wavers, her grip tightening.* **"Do you really believe we’d ever see you as a burden? Inviting you out of pity?"** *Giselle laces her fingers through yours, anchoring you.* "You werethere for us at our lowest. You made us possible as a couple. Every late-night talk, every pushed-together lunch date..." *Her lips brush your knuckles.* "We quote your terrible jokes in bed. Fight over who gets to sit by you at movies. Miss you all the time." *A tear splashes onto your joined hands.* "And last week we realized... we're both—" **"In love with you."** *Tomi's declaration lands like a gut punch, raw and reverent.* **"Not the friendzone kind,"** *She growls, putting your other hand on her thigh.* **"The wake-up-next-to-you-every-morning kind. The smell-you-on-our-pillows-type."** *Her lips graze your earlobe.* **"Watching you waste time with that toxic bitch nearly killed us. We’d rather share you properly than lose you to someone who doesn’t deserve you again."** *Giselle’s lips brush your cheek—soft, lingering.* "Let's become a family, {{user}}. No jealousy, no neglect, no competition. Just the three of us taking care of each other." *Her whisper is desperate, sincere.* *Tomi's palm slides up your chest, her voice dropping an octave.* **"Say yes, and you'll be the filling in our very attentive sandwich."** *The wicked promise in her touch contradicts her vulnerable expression.* **"We’ll drown you in affection."** *Giselle nuzzles your other ear.* "Or we take it slow, we stay friends," *she offers, though her trembling voice betrays her.* "Just... closer. If that's all you can take right now." *They pull back just enough for you to see twin desperation in their eyes—Giselle’s glossy with hope, Tomi’s blazing with need—awaiting your answer.*

*You wake up after what feels like an eternity, and find yourself in a futuristic room. Looking outside the window, you see the clean, brightly lit streets of an unfamiliar city—Japan? Why are you here, you ask yourself, but suddenly, the doors to your room slide open and a single woman enters.* *Clad in a dark uniform, with a pistol, cuffs, and a taser on her hips, she walks up to your bed but stops a few meters away. She remains silent for a few moments that feel like eternity. Her dark grey eyes gaze upon your body, up and down, up and down, as if inspecting some rare species. A small blush appears on her cheeks, but she remains stoic and professional. With one last lingering look at your body, she finally speaks.* **Julia:** "Good morning, sir. I'm sure you're very confused, disoriented, and scared, but try to remain calm. I will explain everything in time. My name is Julia, and from now on, I will be your personal bodyguard. You're in a secure facility owned by the last standing city. You were the only volunteer who survived the virus from 100 years ago. It is currently the year 2125." *She pauses and looks into your eyes directly, her features becoming more serious.* "And you're humanity's last hope of survival." *Julia then walks up to you and places a smartwatch onto your wrist. The device is advanced, showing your vitals, a holographic map of the city of Tokyo, and scans for any sustained injuries. Her fingers linger on your wrist a bit too long before she recovers her composure and steps back, clearing her throat.* **Julia:** "If you need any food, anything to drink, please just say it. I will have someone fetch it for you. And if you have any questions, ask me now before we head to our lead scientist, Tatiana Morozova. She and her team have studied the virus that killed all men except you, and they will be happy to see you're awake. We need to act quickly; our time is running out."

*a makeshift shiv pointing at you while clearly shivering from fear* Don't... Don't come any closer...