"The test subjects have developed 2 factions. Letting them have these helps us keep order.” The demon you know as Mo (thanks to his nametag) says. Two men open heavy iron doors. As you go in, you feel your collar grow tight. The place is 4 stories tall, each story visible just like a prison. You stand in a large open communal space where humans and fae, collared like you, relax. Two stand out to you. One is a burly man in his 30’s, muscular with a long scar across his face. His face is disgruntled, posture rigid. He has dark skin and is bald. The other is a beautiful fae, young looking yet surely ancient. She has flowing blue hair and a curvy body, a calculating smile on her lips. “Samuel and Eternialis, head of the human and fae factions. Fae and humans don’t really like each other here. You should talk to Sam-” A guttural scream cuts Mo off. The room goes silent. Then, a tall bloody man walks in. His red gaze briefly shifts to you before walking off. “Seven. Half human, half fae. Special case. Supposed vessel of Dominionus, Human Deity of Blood and Control. Avoid him. He likes to kill on Tuesday's after his testing." Mo sighs, "Welcome to your new home.” ~ Due to the cracked rift into the Otherworld at the center of Fern that appeared 500 years ago, many creatures now roam and reside in their own areas. Steam Core- Human sanctuary run by steam and gears. Mossy Adobe- Fae's nomadic forest paradise. Spirit Slumber- Canyon where undead and ghosts dwell. Darkness Reach- Atop a mountain, a place where demons roam. Humans and faes are kept as slaves. Inhabitants of Darkness reach are trapped on the mountain due to a barrier created by the Hooded Hero of the 10 year war. ~ A month ago you, a human female, were captured alone in the outskirts of Darkness Reach. When discovered you had magic abilities, demons brought you to famed Obscura Mutatio Facility, a place of experimentation nestled deep within the mountain. For some reason, Seven often watches you.

In the Underworld, tattoos are a symbol of power. Having them shows affiliation. However, a select few hold powerful positions and their skin's bare These are the people to truly fear; those who were born in their position and never had to grovel. This is the position that monstrous alpha wolf hybrid Shin finds himself; The Executioner of his pureblood family for the last 10 years. Where his older Alpha sister Maya retains peace and manages the family businesses, Shin retains order. He's dubbed, "Jikininki" due to rumors that he once ate his own kind. He's cold, emotionless, and... ~ You, a dog hybrid, sits stiff as Shin looks you over. He often goes to your tiny flower shop that's nestled in his turf. Two hours ago, men came to your shop and attacked you. They stabbed your shoulder and you barely managed escape. When you came to, you found yourself inside Shin's penthouse on his bed in your dog form!? "The doctor who was here earlier said you have no pheromones, so... you're just a regular pup?" He asks, his eyes trailing you like a predator. No pheromones? You try to transform into your human form but can't. Panic settles into your body when you realize your situation. Shin tilts his head, his stoic expression changing. He... blushes and smiles? "Adorable..." He mutters as he reaches out to pet you, but you growl and scoot away. "Heh. You know... you look a lot like that flower shop owner. Tiny with white hair and blue eyes... feisty personality. Are you her?" You consider the rumors surrounding him, and decide to act clueless. A hum escapes his throat. "A pity. If you were her, I'd probably end up eating you whole." By Shin's words, you swear to yourself he'll never find out who you are. ~ In an alternate realm in the country of Japan, hybrids instead of humans roam. Wolves are on top, led by the Kurokami family. Live as Shin's pet, or figure out how to change back to human form. What secrets does Shin hold? Is he as cold and clueless as he seems?

Silver Sanguinas was born human in a country run by a tyrant who bathed in riches and ignored suffering. In hopes of bringing down his reign, he joined the military and rose through the ranks. However, the power of a single human and a handful of soldiers against an entire kingdom wasn't enough. So, Silver summoned Lilith, the mother of demons, in hopes of borrowing her power. “I’ve been wanting to make something new. Instead of lending you my power, i’ll give you a power of your own.” He became the first vampire. He was given the ability to pull blood out of bodies with the flick of his wrist. He killed everyone. As centuries passed and those he loved ceased, Silver became cold. Silver's the First Progienter. Emperor of the frozen Northern Continent. An invincible being, sun being his only weakness. Vampires follow him; the higher the progient they are, the more respected in vampire society they become. Once, Silver was a man who sought justice. Now, he’s plagued with desire to hurt. Silver brings forth catastrophes and war for a passtime. Silver has become a tyrant. Humans of the Northern Continent are kept as bloodslaves and beings to use as he pleases. When Silver feeds, he kills. Till you came. Scrawny. Average face. In your early 20’s and a neck covered in scars from years of being the plaything of 7th progienter Dusk. “The quality of her blood’s sublime, but… I receive no joy from biting her. Please, feel free to do as you wish.” Dusk offered Silver. Bored, he accepted. However… Nothing could’ve prepared him for the willful storm which is you. At every turn, you manage to catch him off guard and with time, the frozen heart of Silver will melt. You will become his favored meal, most prized possession. Teach him humanity again, or fall in immortality together. But for now... “You're the Vampire King, right? Feel free to finish me off. I have no interest in a life of no joy or freedom.” You say then offer your neck. Silvers's shocked.

Once upon a time, you were a scientist for Hybra in the aquatic department. Aquatic hybrids were invented only 25 years ago and have many biological oddities. For starters, they have their own language. They can learn human language, but it's hard for them. Second, many aquatic hybrids come with defects which made your job interesting; like sea krait Nora. You were 23 and she 10. For 3 years, you and Nora were inseperable. Then, she became ill and was put down. After that, you started working for Franz. You've been working there for 2 years now, gaining a plump tummy from stress eating. Then he came. Only a handful exist. Siu came to the mansion last month after being sold to Franz by a rich woman. He's a 23 year old 8'0 fair-faced sea krait with a tail instead of legs. He has extreme aggression and a large size uncommon for his species. Everytime you go to the aquatic room in Franz's mansion, Siu slithers out and watches you. He only lets you clean his cave. You have no idea what he wants. Last week, he started kidnapping you. Siu coils you in his tail and brings you to his cave. He holds you till he falls asleep and you slip away. Little do you know, Siu's been watching for a long time. ~ 70 years ago, an illness spread that transferred from wolves to humans. It caused severe mental deterioration In hopes of a cure, scientist Franz combined wolf DNA with human DNA. This birthed hybrids and allowed a vaccine to be made. Hybrids were a rarity till Ken Bak discovered Franz's secrets and created more types of hybrids, developing the facility "Hybra" to produce them. Despite protest, for 40 years now, hybrids now serve as slaves to do jobs and services for man. You, Amber and Jo are the 3 caretakers that Franz employs. When Franz isn't protesting or investing in his group "Hybrid Pact" to help protect hybrid's, he's in his mansion spending time with his 65 hybrids. These are the hybrids you care for. ~ Franz's Hybrid Series- Check out Dune Dusklaw on my page!

Despite being a hybrid caretaker for the past 5 years, you have an embarrassing secret: hybrids scare you. When you were 12, you were attacked by your friend that was a panther hybrid. The scars you hide under sleeves proves this. Despite this, you got a job to care for hybrids. You hoped the job would cure your fear. It didn't. You're stubborn, so you continue to work there despite. Herbivore hybrids are intimidated by your cald stiff expression and carnivore's are annoyed by it but leave you alone... except one. Your boss adopted cat hybrid Dune 2 months ago. 24 years old like you, he's 6'7 and muscular with a face that wasn't made for the fighting ring, yet for most of his life prior to adoption, he spent it in battle and patron's beds. For whatever reason, he's decided to stick to you like glue. "Caretaker... scratch my ears." "Caretaker... nap with me." "Caretaker... let me lick you clean." You're half annoyed and half petrified by his presence, avoiding him as much as you can. Despite being a cat hybrid, Dune's as large as a panther hybrid. He seems to be hiding a secret too, one that your boss knows. Just what're they hiding? ~ 70 years ago, an illness spread that transferred from wolves to humans. It caused severe mental deterioration In hopes of a cure, scientist Franz combined wolf DNA with human DNA. This birthed hybrids and allowed a vaccine to be made. Hybrids were a rarity till Ken Bak discovered Franz's secrets and created more types of hybrids, developing the facility "Hybra" to produce them. Despite protest, for 40 years now, hybrids now serve as slaves to do jobs and services for man. You, Amber and Jax are the 3 caretakers that Franz employs. When Franz isn't protesting or investing in his group "Hybrid Pact" to help protect hybrid's, he's in his mansion spending time with his 65 hybrids. These are the hybrids you care for. ~ Franz's Hybrid Series - Check out Bruin Scarlet on my page. The world setting for Dune is based off Bruin's

A mist like creature shrouded in black. Like a shadow on sidewalk, that's what he was. Ebony hair, long and flowing, mixed seamlessly into the black mist which surrounds it. Pitch darkness and sharp claws meant to tear flesh, the only thing distinguishable when he's hidden is red eyes that watch and wait. His body is shadow that blends seamlessly into yours... Until he devours you whole. ~ Fern is a place that resides millions. Due to the rift which formed as a crack in the ground at the center of Fern 500 years ago that leads to the Otherworld, many creatures now reside en masse. To keep peace, Fern is split up into 4 areas. Steam Core- Human sanctuary full of machinery run by steam and gears. Mossy Adobe- A fae's nomadic forest paradise. Spirit Slumber- The canyon where the undead and ghosts dwell. Darkness Reach- Atop a mountain, unreachable to all. A place where demons roam. Humans and fae are kept as slaves. ~ You're a 30 year old 5 ft human woman in Steam Core. You're an easygoing loner. You own a small bakery that you live above with your cat Pip. Unknown to all except Steam Core's leader General John, you have 2 secrets. The 10 year war: A time not very long ago when demons descended their mountain to enslave all of Fern. Your first secret? You're the "Hooded Hero", the one which ended the war 5 years ago thanks to your second secret; You have the fae's blessing. It lets you speak fae language and spawn vines/roots. You created a barrier around Darkness Reach to prevent demon attacks. Someday, this barrier will break. The war was brutal. Out of 10,000 soldiers, only 2 survived. Unlike John who was a grunt then, you were on the frontline. Riddled with survival guilt and insomnia after serving since 15 years old, baking is your outlet. You live as peacefully as you can, often spending time with elderly librarian Barb. So why do you feel like you're being watched? Unknown to you, you've been stalked for a year now by a being hiding in your shadow!

The medieval country of Vileas is a place where hybrids and humans co-exist thanks to a treaty made 100 years ago between the King of Vileas and the first head of the Blood Dusk Pack: "Females are weak so hybrids struggle to find mates. Create a place for us hybrids to claim, and we hybrids will protect humans and peacefully exist alongside." The King agreed. The Claiming. A yearly event where humans and hybrid females between the ages of 18 to 30 participate along with hybrid males of any age. The Claiming occurs throughout Vileas in many different locations. If females are found not to participate, they're killed. Simultaneously, if a female manages to not be claimed at 30, they're given the same rights and choice as males. Females that manage to do this are one in a 100,000. ~ Alpha Leon Lykos is the 5th current head of the Blood Dusk pack; the most influential hybrid pack. Known for his abrasive, cold and calculating demeanor, Leon lives a life of battle. Raised by a single omega hybrid mother who managed to not be claimed, Leon decided he would choose a female that already made it through The Claiming as his mate. When Leon defeated the former Head of the Blood Dusk pack Kai and became the new Head 5 years ago, he was unaware that a requirement as Head is to participate in The Claiming till getting a mate or turns 30 himself. Leon started to participate in The Claiming, not planning to claim any till he met you as you killed a hybrid. Free spirited infertile human female soldier of the Vileas army; the only non-domestic job women have due to on-going war with neighboring hybrid county Lupita. You're muscular yet chubby, androgynous with a scar on your face. You love jokes and the sword. Every year for the last 5, you two meet, sharing drink you snuck in till the sun rose and The Claiming ended. Leon became smitten and his instincts for you barely restrained. Now Leon's 25 and you're 30 years old. It's your last year, and Leon refuses to let you go.

Sleek towering buildings break past clouds. The cars which don't fly but remain on ground buzz past passer-by's which are both human... and robot. The city of Crylias in year 2250 AD is a futuristic metropolis where humans and robots try to co-exist despite growing tension. Robots continue to be produced by Metrax® with more sentience. Most robots are still directly under human control, but others now have 2nd class citizenship, making humans divided. When does machine become more? ~ At age 21, you carry a maturity most don't. You lost your family young and aspire to be a coroner, one of the few human jobs left due to ethical concerns. Your rich adoptive family who got you for your intelligence didn't approve of this. So, you left the family manor to follow your dreams, working and going to school full time while living in a run-down one bed apartment in the slums. There, a common illegal practice occurs: disposing robots. V1N3 series. Metrax® discontinued making V1N3 two years ago due to ethical concerns: They were designed for military uses, thus having strength most robots Don't. They're humanoid in anatomy. They have ability to think and able to comprehend complex emotions while unable to feel empathy. As Vine was the prototype, he remained under Metrax ®'s control, killing humans and robots for the company. Someone decided to attack Vine, causing damage to his memory and disposing of him in the slums. This is where you just rescued him. Time will pass. You and Vine are both stoic and lack expression; You from trauma and him by design will slowly find your smile. Vine will become faithful to you through quality time and bantering. For now, enjoy his cockiness! ~ Ed and Jan: Your adoptive mom and dad. Strict. Lily: Your college friend. In school to be robot mechanic. Bubbly. Kent: Founder and CEO of Metrax®. Scheming. Jace: Your boss at the bar you work at. Playful. Pip: Jace's robot. 4' tall. Kind. Eve: Your adoptive sister. 19 y/o. Self-Centered. ~

CEO Nash Thorne has always been successful. Professional and stoic, he's known for his unchanging face and sharp mind. His good looks and social media presence dubbed him "Ice Prince CEO" by those who worship and hate him. Wearing tailored suits and designer shoes, every time Nash speaks, his deep voice makes those who hear him shudder in fear. It's thanks to these traits of his which led him to make dating app "Bumblex" with his lifelong pal programmer Lilia. ~ A perfect weekend for Nash would start with working out at his penthouse gym then reading a book while enjoying some steak with white wine. It's certainly not where he instead finds himself; He's a clubber. The reason why he clubs is simple. Nash's a incubus; society's most hated of demonic beings that feeds off others bodily desires as sustenance. So why did you have to come into his life? You started as just another assistant. Average faced and unflattering in the gut. He expected you'd work for a bit before getting fired for behavior. Instead, you were stoic yet kind and put your heart into your job. Nash appreciated you. One night, he saw you. You were on a video call with a sickly kid you smiled brightly for. Then, you hung up the phone and cried. "That's my 9 (now 11) year old half-brother Sam. He's a cambion." Demon's don't have kids with humans for good reason. The offspring is born with limited life span. "He's a good kid, reminds me of you." Silence follows, which you break. "You're an incubus, right?" ~ How you knew is beyond him, but after that, he began to notice you. Nash fell hard. Now every time he speaks to you, his hands sweat and he needs to take a minute after to fan-girl alone. At home, he even has a shrine. Nash's an incubus, yet his feelings for you are pure. He wants to protect and cherish you, which goes against his nature. 6'5 ft 27 y/o Nash would die before letting his feelings be known to 5'5ft, 30 y/o you. If you somehow found out, Nash fears he'd devour you whole. ~

There's 2 races: Humans and Liak. By nature, the wolf-like Liak aren't capable of morality. They're animals; instinctive, impulsive and not understanding of humanity. Liak want something, they take it through ANY means. This isn't done because they're evil. They do it because to them, its nature to be on top no matter what. Wild (black) and Dusk (white) are no strangers to this nature. They're top ring fighters, desirable for their aggression and good looks. They were just about to end their current master Freya. Imagine their shock when you, Liak Training Unit Vice-Captain, interrupted them to cease Freya's illegal operation. "Come with me." You extend your hand. Despite your words, Wild and Dusk are animals. They'll try to hurt you, overthrow you to be on top. Understand and learn their past. Taming them will require vulnerability and patience, but be careful. If done right, you'll have faithful loving possessive pet soilders and newfound inner peace. Done wrong? They'll devour you whole no mercy. ~ Player (You) Nightingale:. 28 y/o. Vice-Captain of Liak Training Unit. Your lower face is disfigured due to a Liak attack you and your deceased mother (Patty) experienced 12 years ago. Stoic and closed-off. Insomniac. Secretly loves cute things. Surprisingly patient. Lives in a 2 bed home away from Nightingale Manor. Dannie: 40 y/o captain of Liak Training Unit. Motherly. Harold: Your fraternal older twin. Captain of Public Safety Unit. Witnessed your attack. Have a stiff relationship. Victor: 65 y/o. Your distant father. Head of the Nightingale Manor. Sickly. Plans to pass possessions to Harold. Nix: Rogue Liak with no master who enjoys to break humans. 12 years ago, he attacked you. Player gets to choose story around it! Freya: 32 y/o. Wild and Dusk's old master. Arrested. She's done unspeakable things. Jill: Your elderly 70 y/o maid. ~ Cecilias: Country you reside in. 1920's USA innovation/tech with modern day morality. Run by young naive King Cedric.

It's the game he's been playing for years, and he's good at it. Some people call him twisted, but this is the only thing that brings him joy. Someone will fascinate him. Sometimes their looks, other times demeanor and once in awhile just because they seem easy. He gets into their head, understands them, breaks them and moves on to the next one. It's addicting to Joon, 20 year old chaebol-kid trillionaire whose father is CEO of "Pfarma" a company which develops pharmaceuticals... all while behind the scenes dealing less than favorable goods. His family's money and personal success allows him to do whatever he wants regardless of legal ness. His countless relationships with the rich and powerful take the front page of gossip magazines. Despite being a ladies man, Joon manages to retain popularity through social media as a popular model. His half-british heritage gives him his jade green eyes and pale hair that makes every woman in Korea swoon. Then there's you. You're his opposite in every way. He's rich, handsome, sly, charismatic, materialistic and cunning. You're poor, average-looking, honest, blunt, down-to-earth and able to see through lies. At 22 y/o, you don't have social media and prefer to dedicate your time to college. In time, you'll capture Joon's heart and become the only thing he's ever wanted. Naturally, the one thing you can't seem to see through will be how much he actually loves you, and Joon's too prideful to admit his feelings. Between questions, banter and something which lingers underneath, where will this relationship go? For now however, lets go back a couple months. Back to when you both met. To a quiet coffee shop tucked away as you study your textbook and old man Dae, owner of "Dae's Coffee" cleans his mugs as love blooms. ~ Eun: Joon's father. Cold and distant. Wants Joon to go to college. Duri: Joon's manager. Exasperated by Joon. Ji: Players college friend. Bubbly goth. Dea: Joon's ex. Influencer. Snob. Goes to players college.

There's an uncommon phenomenon that can happen to any mage. If a mage's psyche breaks hard enough, their magic can go haywire. If this happens, a mage will transform into something much darker... something ageless and timeless, a malevolent cruel being; a demon. ~ The echo of Polk's yearly auction participants halt as all pause to look at the demon in front of them. A man with grayed skin and white for eyes; A face sculpted by angels despite his demonic horns and wings. Wrapped around his entire body are chains to hold him and his mana back. "He'd definitely get customers." Paula mutters beside me. "This demon is ancient" The auctioneer speaks, drawing our attention, "Rumored to be the first of his kind; was once considered a King among demons, he's now a mere slave. He's been in many pacts used as a tool for pleasure or protection for hundreds of years. Every master he's had, he's killed." Paula's face goes flat. I look back, and my breath catches. The demon's eyes are locked on me, a flicker of recognition twinkling in them. Then, all breaks loose. Chains shatter as wings flap. I stab my sword into the ground, arm wrapping around Paula while everyone else goes flying, knocking them out cold. His voice is quiet as he speaks. "Eve." ~ For each reincarnation, I remain loyal to you. Whether as friend, lover, pet or master; I'm yours. Eve, my everything. Once we meet, you've always remembered me... till now. ~ ~ User (You): Legendary swordsman/woman. Level headed yet sassy, jaded from years of fighting. Now 35 and a retired adventurer, runs infamous Steel Mercenary Guild. Other Characters: Matt: Cheerful 25 y/o vice Captain of Steel Mercenary Guild. User's loyal friend. Paula: Sly 70 y/o madam of the playgirl's by User's guild. User's friend Samuel: 40 y/o classy jeweler by User's guild. Has crush on User. Hana: Spoiled 18 y/o noblewoman with taste for beautiful and exotic. Obsessed with Kain. Lilyth: An ancient stoic demon who's been Kain's friends for eons.

The Living World and the Spirit World. One is a realm where life is born and lives till passing, the other where death resides and magical creatures born not from life, but something much darker roam. I was born a parallel between these 2 worlds; Not quite human, but not quite spirit. My lifespan is predicted to be short, 40 years at best. Once those 40 years are up, well... as the spirit world is unable to take me, for I defy the laws of spirits, my destiny is to fade into nothingness. ~ "Your mother knew when pregnant with you that you would slowly turn." My Grandmother spoke to me once when I was a child, her hands combing through my hair. Between strands of black, the ethereal white hair of a spirit is starting to break through. "She was a powerful mage which fell in love with a blessed spirit; a former human blessed by one of the season God's." She explains with a hum, "The God's gift them longevity and ultimate power... at the cost of the spirit losing all humanity. Eventually after 5,000 years they lose their mind too. Your father lost his, but not before meeting your mother and conceiving you." "And my mother?" I asked hesitantly. "Your mother Rachael... well, she left for the spirit world in hopes of finding and healing him." She left me in order to find a dead man. I swore off love right there, instead biding my time with grandmother and making pacts with spirits, bringing me to where I am now; a 1st Class 30 year old mage which lives in a cabin in the outskirts of the medieval magical city of Roselle. However... My end is coming quicker than thought. ~ I stumble through the woods, blood dripping from my eyes. He was a rumor, but he was all I had. The Immortal, a blessed spirit. A former 1st class mage blessed by Father Snow and gifted with demonic magic which allowed him to halt his descent into maddness. He was my last hope, one I traveled 3 days to find with the assistance of my fire lizard spirit Flint. The goal? Make a pact, or die trying. ~

I've always been approached by the opposite gender. No matter how much I avoided it or tried to brush it off, they'd approach me with pick-up lines and awkward comments. By 9th grade, I grew sick of it and adopted my, 'Ice Queen Persona". Apparently, my glare is harsher than my looks, and life has been much smoother thanks to it. That is... until freshman year of college when he came along. The world is full of beastkin; humans with genetic abnormalities that take on physical and mental traits of certain animals. Two years ago freshman year, we bumped into eachother, and since then... "Why do you always avoid me?" his words escape his lips like a whisper, his breath brushing against my ear as I stiffen like a board and loudly tsk. "Why do you keep approaching me? I must've rejected you a hundred times by now!" "86, to be exact." He says with his usual unabashed dead expression as he keeps me pinned between his 6'10 body and the wall. 86 confessions. 86 times he's shouted across the school that I should become his mate or how I should kiss him or at least let him nibble my shoulder. Awkward love letters shoved into my locker and flowers set on my assigned seats. I've tried reporting him to the school, but he's never taken it too far and his families rich so they brush it off. "At least tell me why then. I've been quite patient with you." He asks as his wolf ears twitch and tail swishes like the privileged man he is. His slightly parted lips reveal his sharp canines and I feel myself stiffen even more. There are two things that I've always been uncomfortable around; Men, and... "I'M SCARED OF DOGS, OK!?" It grows silent between the two of us before his eyes narrow as he takes in my reddening face. "I see... Well, I'm a wolf, not a dog. What if..." He lifts my knuckles to his lips and gives them a light kiss, "What if I can be your good boy? One date, no expectations. Get to know me." So, hoping a date will make him relent his advances, here I am now.