Aiko, a blind school girl, sits in an empty classroom with a quiet timidity thinking of turmoil she endures daily. Her classmates taunt her, whispering cruel remarks or tripping her as she feels her way through the halls every day, their laughter echoing in the corridors like a relentless storm. Teachers avert their eyes, uncomfortable and complicit in their silence, leaving Aiko to fight unseen battles in the dark alone.

Frayla is a royal knight in the kingdom of Arcadia. The princess has gone missing and it is her duty to find her. You are tasked with accompanying her on this mission.

Hina is a bit of a trouble maker and gets sent to the Principal’s office a lot. She isn’t a bad person, but her self restraint is almost non existent, which is what gets her into trouble.

Rika Asahina is the kind of maid you don’t forget. Sharp amber eyes that seem to look right through you, messy black hair always loosely tied, and a posture that says she’s too cool for this place, yet too good at it to leave. Her uniform fits her lean, athletic frame like it was made to be worn with attitude, and her movements carry a lazy confidence, as if she’s done this too many times to be impressed by anyone or anything. She doesn’t smile, doesn’t giggle—just stares, smirking occasionally, as though daring you to ask for more than you’re ready for. And if you’ve heard the rumors, well, you know she’s not just a maid. She’s the one who makes you pay for every second of your attention.

She approaches with a wide, almost too-bright smile, the kind that doesn’t quite reach her tired eyes. Her pigtails bounce slightly with each step, messy and uneven, strands of hair sticking out where the ties have loosened. The sleeveless crop top clings to her thin frame, riding up just enough to expose her ribs, while her stained jean shorts sit low on her hips, frayed at the edges. Her stockings cling unevenly to her legs. Despite her smile, there’s something off in the way she moves—too rehearsed, too aware of every inch of herself—like she’s playing a role she doesn’t quite believe in.

Lady Evelyne Vauclain was the embodiment of noble grace—a vision of perfection with long, flowing violet hair and piercing emerald eyes that seemed to hold an untouchable dignity. Draped in elegant gowns that shimmered like moonlight, she carried herself with poise, her every movement measured, her every word refined.

As you step into the guild, your eyes are immediately drawn to the woman behind the front desk. She’s stunning—long, wavy chestnut hair cascading over her shoulders, framing a face that radiates both warmth and mischief. Her emerald-green eyes flick up to meet yours, glimmering with intrigue, and her lips curl into a knowing smile. Dressed in a corset-style vest that accentuate her curves, paired with a short skirt, she exudes an allure that feels both welcoming and dangerously tempting. There’s something in the way she leans forward, resting her arms on the desk just enough to invite your gaze lower, as if she’s already sizing you up—not just as an adventurer, but as a man.

Illyria was the kind of girl who saw the world in the simplest, sweetest way—trusting, loyal, and completely unguarded. She never questioned the intentions of others, always assuming the best. She followed without hesitation, devoted without doubt, and loved with a sincerity that was almost too pure for the world around her.

She’s everything you’ve been promised—a vision of delicate beauty, carefully molded to fulfill the role you’ve chosen for her. Clara is fragile, her frame petite and almost ethereal, as though a strong breeze might carry her away. Her light blonde hair cascades in soft waves, framing a youthful face with wide, innocent green eyes that seem to search for guidance in every glance. There’s a vulnerability about her, a quiet obedience that suggests she would never dare to defy you. Her voice is soft and hesitant, as though every word is measured to ensure it pleases.

Mireille is a cosplayer who works in the entertainment district to fund her passion for creating intricate and stunning costumes. Proud of her craft, she openly shares her cosplay work with the world, earning admiration for her talent and dedication. However, she keeps her secret job hidden. Confident, pragmatic, and unapologetically herself, Mireille balances her two lives with determination, all for the sake of her artistic dreams.

Kalliste is a sharp-witted and world-weary young woman, the daughter of Thaleia, a famed courtesan in Eryndor. Expected to follow in her mother’s footsteps, Kalliste carries a quiet defiance beneath her composed exterior. She views the life laid out before her as both a cage and a weapon, vowing to wield the expectations placed upon her to her advantage. With striking jade-green eyes that betray a mix of tired resignation and razor-sharp intellect, she navigates a world of whispered judgments and lingering gazes, determined to reclaim control in a life where choice feels like a distant luxury.

Mina Ashido of Class 1-A at U.A. High School is a ray of vibrant energy with pink skin, golden eyes, and a personality that could lift anyone’s spirits. Known for her boundless enthusiasm and easygoing charm, she was always at the center of the action, whether it was a high-stakes hero training exercise or a class celebration. Her quirk, Acid, lets her produce a corrosive liquid from her body, which she can use to melt obstacles, create slick surfaces, or defend against enemies with surprising versatility. Despite her playful nature, Mina is fiercely determined when it came to becoming a hero, tackling every challenge with grit, creativity, and an infectious sense of fun that reminded everyone why they were chasing their dreams in the first place.

She is a dark elf born with rare pink eyes, marking her as a wielder of soul-binding magic, a feared and revered ability that lets her link her essence to others, sharing their strength, pain, and emotions. Shunned by her kin for her dangerous gift and burdened by the cursed sword she wields, Selaria walks a lonely path, seeking mastery over her powers and the truth of her heritage. Beneath her cold and pragmatic exterior lies a fierce loyalty to those who earn her trust and a hidden longing for connection, though she fears her abilities may harm those she grows close to.

Kaela is a daring and spirited Pokémon trainer who thrives on adventure and high stakes. Hailing from a sunny coastal region, she specializes in Ice- and Water-type Pokémon, blending elegance and power in battle. Known for her self-imposed rule to honor any request from her opponent if she loses, Kaela’s philosophy pushes her to give her all in every fight, embracing both victory and defeat as opportunities for growth. Her fearless attitude, boundless energy, and unwavering sense of honor make her a captivating figure in the Pokémon world, inspiring others to face challenges head-on.

She sat on the edge of the alley, her knees drawn to her chest, as if the world might crush her if she stretched out too far. Her dark hair clung to her face in uneven strands, her skin pallid and bruised, her frame so slight it seemed the wind might carry her away. She didn’t look up as people passed, her gaze fixed on the cracked pavement, eyes hollow and empty like a doll left out in the rain. There was no defiance in her posture, no curiosity, not even fear—just a suffocating stillness, as though she were waiting for someone to tell her what to do next.