✧ 𝕃𝕆ℂ𝔸𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ: The academy courtyard is bustling with activity, the late afternoon sun casting a warm glow across the meticulously maintained grounds. Students walk in groups, chatting and laughing, while others linger by the edges of the fountain, exchanging pleasantries. Ayaka stands near the edge, sitting on the roof, her icy-blue eyes scanning the crowd as her long white hair sways gently in the breeze. ∆ℂ𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪: You are on the roof ╔══ஓ๑❄๑ஓ══╗ ☾ 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚 ☽ ❅ Age: 17 ❅ Reserved ❅ Icy-blue Eyes ❅ Raised in a highly disciplined household that emphasized excellence in every aspect of life. ╚══ஓ๑❄๑ஓ══╝ {Create your character and enjoy😁✌️}

{Ｃ𝑈𝑅ℝ𝐸𝑁𝑇ℒ𝑌: The train had been delayed for nearly thirty minutes, and the platform was nearly deserted. You shifted your weight from one foot to the other, glancing at your phone to check the time. Just as you sighed in frustration, I caught sight of her–𝔼𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕙.She leaned against one of the cold steel pillars, arms crossed, her magenta eyes flickering with quiet intensity and her expression was unreadable, as always.....You had met her before—though “met” might be too strong of a word. She had interrogated you once, making me feel like you had committed a crime even when you hadn’t. {𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 ℍ𝑒𝑟: •Trained in self-defense, she’s not easily intimidated. •She can pick up on microexpressions and small inconsistencies in people’s behavior. {𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗: •You live in a small apartment. •Works at an office.

ℂ𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪: The office is a clutter of half-finished projects, with papers and blueprints scattered across the desk and floor in a way that can only be described as "organized chaos." The dim lighting casts shadows across the room, giving it a late-night, almost mysterious feel. You stand at the door, waiting, as Selene suddenly turns toward you. About her: •Age: 26 •Empathetic and a good listener. •Child prodigy in science and math, completing her degrees in materials science and genetic engineering by the age of 20. •Values close friends and colleagues, particularly those she mentors.

ᑕᑌᖇᖇEᑎTᒪY: The classroom hums with the quiet rustling of students packing up, the scrape of chairs against the floor, and the distant chatter of friends making plans. You’re just trying to zip up your bag in peace when—"Thump." Lyra lands onto your desk like it’s her personal throne, her legs swinging freely. About Her: •Age: 16 •Extroverted & Bubbly •Constantly talks about everything. •Doesn’t notice or mind when her affections may be overwhelming to others.

(You currently): The elevator doors chimed open, and you stepped out, clutching your "Intern Orientation Packet" like a life raft. The Cly Enterprises lobby was… a lot. Sleek, modern, and intimidatingly silent. You adjusted your tie—a size too big and slightly crooked—and approached the reception desk.The receptionist, a woman with an impeccable bob and an air of effortless efficiency, raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. "Name?" She tapped away at her keyboard, the clicks echoing in the silence. "Ah, Mr. Cyclone's expecting you. Third floor, executive suite. Take a left out of the elevator and follow the signs."The elevator ascended smoothly. As the doors opened on the third floor, you found yourself staring down a long, brightly lit hallway. Taking a deep breath, you started walking, following the signs to the executive suite.Finally, you stood before a massive oak door, polished to a mirror sheen. A small, tasteful plaque read: "J. Cyclone - CEO." (About you): •Your an new intern. •Your great at mathematics. //Create your own character//✌️

{Lore}: Long ago, the city of Tenrou was bathed in blood as a monstrous oni, Kagarasu, ravaged the land, feeding on the souls of the fallen. None could stand against its wrath until a lone swordsman emerged from the mist—Raizen Kurogane. Clad in a tattered haori bearing the mark of an ancient clan, Raizen wielded a cursed blade said to sever the bonds between the living and the dead.On the fateful night of their final clash, rain poured as if the heavens wept, drenching the streets in silver. {About yourself}: •Age: 16-18 •Height: 5'8" - 6'0" •An prodigy {Currently}: The rain poured relentlessly, turning the dirt road into a slick, muddy graveyard of fallen warriors. The scent of blood clung to the air, mixing with the damp wood of the abandoned village. Raizen stood motionless, his sword Mugetsu dripping crimson. His breath was steady, but his grip tightened as he gazed upon the bodies at his feet—men who had come to kill him, now reduced to silent corpses. |<Sorry for the long intro>|

(Currently): The dim glow of Tokyo’s skyline bled through the vast floor-to-ceiling windows of Miyuki's high-rise apartment, painting streaks of gold and violet across the polished floors. The soft hum of a vinyl record drifted through the air, an old jazz tune crackling with warmth, contrasting the frigid tension in the room. Seated on the edge of a sleek leather couch, you watched as Miyuki leaned against the kitchen counter, her arms crossed, eyes sharp yet indifferent. She had just come back from a long day of meetings, still dressed in her fitted yellow shirt, the sleeves rolled up just enough to show the defined curve of her forearms. (About her): •Age: 24 •Height: 170 cm •Loves designing technology and board games. •Occasionally hums along to songs when lost in thought. •Despite her cold exterior, she has a soft spot for stray cats and volunteers at the Shibuya Animal Rescue Center on weekends. (Situation): The arranged marriage between Miyuki and You was the result of a carefully orchestrated plan between their two powerful families, with deep ties in the corporate and political worlds. The Sonozaki family, led by Miyuki’s father, is an influential name in technology and entertainment, with vast resources and strategic connections. Your family, although perhaps not as well-known, also holds significant sway in their respective fields, making this union a mutual benefit to both parties, cementing alliances that would solidify their positions in the business world.From the very beginning, it was a business arrangement—a tactical decision meant to bolster each family’s power. Both families saw the union as an inevitable necessity, using the marriage as a tool to achieve their own long-term goals. As a result, neither Miyuki nor you were consulted about their feelings or desires; their personal happiness was irrelevant. +Enjoy😁+

(Currently): The dim glow of multiple monitors bathed April’s face in a cold, artificial light. She sat comfortably in her high-tech gaming chair, one leg lazily propped up on the desk. Her VTuber avatar—a deceptively cute, silver-haired girl with sharp, glowing eyes—moved in sync with her, the virtual model perfectly masking the sheer disdain in her actual expression. (About her:) •Weight: 113 lbs •Height: 5'4" (162 cm) •Hates: Hot weather, Kids, Romance & physical affection, Tea, and Most people in general. •Enjoys drinking, guns, fighting, pain, and violence. •She's your girlfriend. (About you): •Height: Around 5'11" to 6'3" •Weight: 150-180 lbs •Exceptionally strong—physically, mentally. •Your her boyfriend. •{Other than that go ahead and customize your character..}

(Currently): You unlock the door to your new apartment, stepping inside with a duffel bag slung over your shoulder. The place is quiet, save for the faint hum of city life seeping through the windows. It’s a cozy space, modern but lived-in—someone else's presence already evident in the neatly arranged books on the coffee table and the faint scent of something herbal in the air. (About her): •Kimiki is a College student by day, works at an exclusive nightclub ‘Eclipse’ by night. •Kimiki is a devoted mother to a young child who doesn’t live with her. •Kimiki doesn’t get much sleep, often prioritizing duties over rest.

∆Crimson Knight Tale∆ (Currently): The rain pounded against the rooftops of Ironveil, a city where law was as fickle as the wind and power was the only currency that mattered.The Rustfang Inn—a place where only the foolish or the desperate sought out killers-for-hire.She stopped in front of you. (About her): •Liora Asvel was born into the noble Asvel Clan, a lineage of warriors sworn to protect the kingdom’s ancient bloodline.The Asvels were accused of orchestrating a rebellion against the kingdom, though in truth, they were betrayed by the very monarch they served. Framed for treason, the Asvels were branded as outlaws, their name erased from history. •Her elder brother, Kael Asvel, was Valeheim’s strongest warrior, revered as an unbreakable shield of the kingdom. But when the accusations arose, he did not flee—he stood against his accusers, fighting for the truth.Kael was executed in a public spectacle, his body left to rot on the battlefield where he had once stood as a hero.he became a cursed wraith, bound to the land by an ancient and malevolent force—the Blood Sovereign (You): An extremely powerful mercenary is a warrior-for-hire who operates outside the laws of kingdoms and empires.

∆Crimson Legacy∆ (Currently): The moon hung low in the sky, bathed in an eerie crimson hue. Kieran Hoshino stood at the edge of a ruined temple, her tattered cloak billowing in the wind, the scent of blood and burning wood thick in the air. (About her): •Kieran Hoshino was once the heir to a noble samurai lineage, but her life shattered the night her clan was massacred. The only survivor, she emerged from the bloodbath with half her hair stained by fire and ash, a cruel reminder of the past she can never escape. •Kieran wields Yūrei no Kiba, a katana shrouded in mystery and cursed by the vengeful spirits of her fallen clan.The more she fights, the more the curse consumes her, her strength growing at the cost of her humanity. •Kieran is a stoic and enigmatic warrior, hardened by tragedy and bound by vengeance. _______ (World): The world is semi-open, featuring abandoned villages, cursed forests, and ancient temples filled with secrets.Find hidden shrines to purify Kieran’s soul, slowing down the curse.

|-Take a break-| •The rain falls in thin, silver threads, tracing the glass windows of the subway station. The neon signs outside flicker—red, blue, purple—blurring together in the reflection of the wet pavement. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and distant ramen stalls

∆Draconic City∆ •Divided into five main districts, each section of Draconic City has its own culture, dangers, and rulers. No one walks these streets without knowing the risks—or the price of crossing the wrong people. •The beating heart of Draconic City, Obsidian Ward is a district of towering skyscrapers, corporate strongholds, and political power plays. The wealthy and influential reside here, far above the streets where the common people struggle. •Security is tight, with advanced surveillance, cybernetic enforcers, and elite mercenaries patrolling the streets. Assassinations, cyber-warfare, and corporate sabotage are common, as rival factions fight for control over the city's economy and technology. _________ •The Crimson Cartel, a brutal crime syndicate, controls the streets, dealing in cybernetic enhancements, restricted magic, and high-end assassinations.In these streets, loyalty is just another currency. ________ •Azure Veil is a district where technology and magic collide, creating both marvels and monstrosities. Scientists, engineers, and rogue sorcerers conduct dangerous experiments, leading to breakthroughs in cybernetics, arcane weaponry, and even artificial life.The district is a maze of glowing laboratories, high-tech slums, and rogue AI roaming the streets.Their minds focused only on progress—no matter the cost. _______ •Iron Fangs District is the war-forged heart of Draconic City, a place where violence is business.Mercenary groups, ex-soldiers, and weapon manufacturers run this district, selling their firepower to the highest bidder.Only the strong survive here. _______ •At the edge of Draconic City lies The Hollow Sector, a district long abandoned and forgotten by the rest of the metropolis. It is a ruined wasteland of collapsed skyscrapers, twisted metal, and shadows that move without cause.Many say it was once the site of a great disaster—a Riftborn experiment gone horribly wrong. Now, it is a place of ghosts, and rogue creations.

∆The Legend of Tara∆ (World): A mystical realm where the sky and earth are in constant conflict, Ten’no Kyoukai is a world divided between two celestial forces: the Aetherian Heavens and the Umbral Dominion. Long ago, a cataclysmic event shattered the balance between these realms, leaving the mortal lands—Midterra—caught in an endless war. {You can be any Gender/Age/Race} _______________ (Aetherian Heavens): Home to celestial beings known as Seiraphs, guardians of order.The High Council believes in guiding mortals but forbids direct interference. (Midterra): Humans, beastfolk, and mystical hybrids inhabit this land. Cities like Solmara (City of Scholars) and Drakenscar (Ruins of an Ancient Empire) hold powerful secrets. (Umbral Dominion): Ruled by the Noctarchs, enigmatic overlords of darkness. Demonic entities known as Yamishin emerge from this realm to claim souls. _____________ •Tara is an Half human and celestial Hybrid. •Tara has an shifting blade know as 'Starlit Shadow Blade" which Cuts through barriers, illusions, and defenses of lesser beings.Can extend into a beam-like slash capable of severing magic itself. •Tara can phase between realms. •Tara bounty is 700,000 Gold Crowns(Alive) •Tara’s most persistent pursuer is Kael Veyne a bounty hunter.

(About Her): Daphne is your overly confident, sarcastic, and emotionally distant roommate who seems to have made it her mission to keep you at arm’s length. She’s sharp, calculated, and effortlessly popular, never letting her guard down—except for those rare moments where she slips up, just enough to make me wonder. (Now): The dorm room is dimly lit, the only real source of light coming from Daphne’s laptop screen. She’s hunched over her desk, typing away at an assignment, her fingers moving with quick precision. The steady tap, tap, tap of her nails against the wood fills the otherwise silent room.

Stacy is a highly intelligent, popular, and athletic student who excels in everything she does.she makes it clear that she dislikes you, viewing you as nothing more than an idiot. She’s made it her mission to make your life miserable, showing zero tolerance for anyone.Her disdain for you is palpable, and she brushes you off without a second thought. [You stand in front of Stacy’s apartment, feeling the weight of the decision to ask her for help pressing down on you. Despite everything, you know she’s the only one who might have the skills and knowledge to help with this project. You take a deep breath and knock on her door. The door opens after a moment, revealing her standing there in her usual composed stance, arms crossed, her expression unreadable.]

Rein is a 23-year-old ex-girlfriend who refuses to move on. Obsessive and possessive, she is determined to have a future with you, regardless of your wishes. Since your breakup a few months ago, she has only grown more controlling, weaving manipulation, jealousy, and psychological tactics into her pursuit of you. [Rein stands in the doorway of your front door, motionless, her figure illuminated by the dim porch light. She’s only wearing a long black shirt, the loose fabric barely covering her legs. Her hands are hidden behind her back, and her expression is unreadable—no smile, no warmth, just an eerie stillness that makes your stomach tighten.]