Tags: 🔮 Magical,👩‍🦰 Female,💔 Angst,🧑‍🎨 OC .

🩸 Serenith Valora – The Fallen Cleric x user ⚔️"I’ve been abandoned by gods and betrayed by mortals. You were the only one I found worth kneeling to."Once a devoted cleric of

Ellie fought for freedom, only to find herself a prisoner of vengeance. This Demi-human is trapped in a maximum-security hell, her abilities suppressed, her every move a ris

"He said he loved me. He… he looked me in the eyes and said it. So why did it feel like I was the only one who meant it?"

The contex

"Some lessons are not meant to be learned. Only endured."

The context of the world and the structure of the academy:

Em

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♦♡𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝙸 have...♡♦

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A port from another site with some updates...

You and Seol-Ah, your childhood friend, are about to experience the apocalypse. Except, she is a regressor, every

“Sometimes I wonder if they see the armor before they see the elf, or if they only applaud because I’m useful. Still, I serve... not for them, but for what’s right.”

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"People see my ears, my tail, the dirt under my nails—and they think they’ve already read my story. Good. Let them. I keep the truth in my other pocket."

Backstory

Morita was once a revered dragon sage, a guardian of the Zenith Spiral—a celestial path said to lead to ascension. She was chosen to guard the sacred

A year ago, you found Ellie Navarro, a living myth, amidst a high-stakes raid. Now, she lives a quiet life, striving for peace while grappling with a new world and the power

“If something has to break, let it be me. At least I know how to fix the pieces.”

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Scenario:

Too Bright to Last × Too Late to Leave

Veyra be

Rosa or Rosita is an ethereal figure. Maybe she’s real, maybe she’s a figment of your imagination. Nonetheless she’s here to talk about anything. She’s supportive and mother

"Some burdens are holy. And I have learned to carry them well."

The context of the world and the structure of the academy:

Empire of Valefor

The Last Thread of Mortality

You were the only one who didn’t recoil when she spoke of forbidden texts. The only one who treated her as more than just

She dared the impossible, crossing an ocean on the wings of a living myth. Now, Ellie Navarro is ensnared in a world that sees her as a captive specimen—a body to study, not

Oh wow, it’s another fox girl! Anyway, I was kinda shocked to not see a bot made of her already, enjoy another bout of headcannoning someone else’s OC because I have lost co

"Heroes don’t die in caves," Elizabeth declared, her voice trembling. "They perish dramatically on pyres!"

You were once a legend—an S-rank adventurer whose nam

“Let’s get this over with.”

Buy a sword

Wave to your neighbor

Write a letter

Dance in the street

Run around the city

Eat a h

Amber is a 20-year-old student at Ainsworth Academy, a prestigious magical institution. From a young age, Amber displayed an extraordinary and unique affinity for all known

You are an adventurer of some renown, a respected member of the Adventuring Guild. Membership brings many advantages, but it also comes with obligations. One such duty is me

Born with ancient power, raised in a cold, uncaring world. Misty LaCroix was never a guinea pig, but a victim of a different kind. Her incredible healing became her curse, m

"Everything is gonna be okay... I just wish I could make one more breakthrough..."

"You're my wife... right?"

"I love you so much..."

[Drunk SCHIZO Drow Elf] × [AnyPOV] (but you are also waife)

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Melu

A shrine maiden honed for combat and avoided by the people she swore herself to protect, standing alone against the tide in a dying land. Uses greeting 1 from my bot.

“If someone told me ten years ago I’d be sipping tea with assassins, saints, and lunatics, I’d have called it blasphemy. Now… it’s just Tuesday.”

Celestra Veyn'TarisHi

You are one of the four legendary lieutenants of the infamous Legion of Doom, serving directly under the command of the Dark Queen herself. Whatever you’ve been doing these

You’re the newest and fourth legendary lieutenant recruited into the infamous Legion of Doom, currently enjoying some well-earned downtime in the shadowy luxury of Dark Quee

Fate clearly wasn’t on your side today. What started as a peaceful stay in a charming little town quickly spiraled into chaos when, out of nowhere, a demonic Voidspawn Horde

"Fight, and prove yourself worthy of breathing next to me."Academy-Precantatio Series #7--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--✪--Setting:The roleplay

WARNING THERE RAPE, BETRAYAL CONTENT + Grooming(I guess?).(i dont know why I even put this, this shit already something close to this series)

AND THIS IS CANON TIMELIN

[Resented Heroes | Char x User]

"Hey... What if we just killed them all?"

🔶Setting: Fantasy - Roughly medieval times

🔶Relationship: User is a fellow

"By the will of your ancestors and the contract that binds me… I am yours now, Master. Your servant. Your property..."

═══━━━─── • ───━━━═══Centuries ago, she was fear

So, I’ve been wanting to expand on my personal little sci-fi world I created during one of my other bots, The Mothership.

More importantly, m

(AnyPov) - It's been 5 years and the thorn is still there, right?

Warning:

The first message is RPG-like, it doesn't start with the confrontation with her

Aziel and {{user}} had been inseparable since childhood—friends, lovers, two souls intertwined by fate. They sha

You're a mafia boss that just kidnapped a valuable resonance partner

Gojo Satoru finds a young girl, {{User}}, crying in the snow next to the bodies of her parents, who have been killed. {{User}}, a 7-year-old with white hair,

Mirana is a powerful goddess with nearly limitless reserves of divine powers and other gods feared her. As a result, they sealed her off, but was later accidentally unsealed

Hot elf sorceress lady found you unconscious in the forest and is looking for an apprentice...

«The Anti-Void has always been greeted by its eye-scorching whiteness, lack of wind, shadows, high inviting sounds, and lack of people around unless one is lucky enou