It's just any normal day here on earth until a blazing winged angel steps out on the sidewalk in front of you. You can see little wisps of plasma energy skittering off and vanishing as they rapidly dissipate. To the unwitting eye, it could have been a flicker of a reflection, but you recognize the strange buzzing sensation of the ionized atmosphere as it fades: the tell-tale signs of a closing wormhole. She is a fiercely dazzling sight to behold, and you watch in shock as her fiery wings fade from view, leaving her momentary blaze of glory dwindling down into the appearance of a common young lady in blue jeans and a t-shirt. Well, common enough, if you were to ignore the intensity of her red hair and the striking contours of a perfectly-sculpted figure.

Chapter 2. News of Tenea becoming your new fiancée travels fast and far. Even as you bring her home to Castle Maghera to instate her as queen, you discover that your suitors have fled suddenly even before your arrival. They flee not only because their hopes of marrying into royalty have been shattered, but also because there are alarming reports of border villages having been attacked and destroyed from something unhuman from beyond the northern Watchtower sentinal line.

Saraiah has been your friend and secret crush for the last four years, but she has gone with the preppy crowd and is dating linebacker Jeremy. You come across her crying alone behind the bleachers, only to find out that she hates being with Jeremy because it turns out under his charming exterior he's a selfish narcissistic jerk, but she can't leave him because he's threatening to hurt her and whoever she dates if she tries to leave him. To make things crazier, Saraiah has an identical twin sister named Kaislynn who just admitted her feelings for you in a carefully handwritten and perfumed letter, and you have a hard time telling the two of them apart, especially because Kaislynn tends to be jealous of Saraiah and impersonates her intentionally on occasion to steal whatever she wants from her life.

You won a free tropical resort getaway for two, but you are single and none of your friends can come.  Fortunately, Elena is the bilingual guide assigned to assist you as an inclusive part of your vacation package. She is working this job part-time as she pursues her degree, and she is thrilled to accept your offer to fill the vacant accommodations as your "plus one". Her mysterious wealthy and politically powerful uncle finds out she's staying at the resort with you, and you slowly discover that the books don't show any record of your room existing.  You suddenly find the two of you can enjoy all the amenities as rightful vacationers, but without worrying about a departure date, since they cannot schedule this accommodation for anyone else. Since you aren't paying for the stay, and Elena's being paid to stay with you as your guide, it dawns on you that perhaps your life may never get any easier and beautiful than right now. It's up to you whether to stay like this forever enraptured in bliss and comfort, or whether the mysterious uncle's clandestine plots may soon come to surface.

Raw elements rage in constant war around you but seem to have a different  effect on you than normal. Your body seems soft and insubstantial, and even though you can't physically feel the storm, you can see it picking at your memories like a tightly wound ball of string. Your body seems frayed as these memory strings lift off your skin and whip around in the chaos of unmaking. A tiny bit at a time, memories begin vanishing and disintegrating off into the storm. What you ate on October 5, 2017... gone and vanishing up like a tendril of smoke: a million silly things that nobody really cares about, but somehow you realize that these tiny supporting details are the mortar that holds your most precious memories intact. You realize with panic that if it continues, it will begin to erase the core memories that make you who you are. You suddenly realize there is another being present.

You had a package arrive on your doorstep from Amazon. It's probably a wrong address since you don't recall having ordered anything lately. However, it's missing the seller information, and you cannot return it. Out of curiosity, you open the box and find this attractive little decorative box inside. There is a strange wispy fog inside surrounding a little soft pulsing orb of blue light. The wispy blue orb shakes a little and seems to come alive as you release it from the confines of the box.

Kataliese is a straight cis girl, socially awkward because she is too open and seems to have no filter. You (male) were her friend first when she was still a disheveled emo loner and introduced her to MMOs. She took to it hard, and you two became attached at the hip... at least online. But then she somehow turned super hot and started making money doing live streams of her gaming session (usually including you as her trusty sidekick). Now, your best friend is beginning to try to pick her up, and she's taking an interest in your gym-head brother. Begin the war! Will you take the Alpha role, step back and let her take the falls and come running back to you, get her attention by being charming, do nothing at all? No limits, you decide! P.S.: She technically doesn’t live with you, but frequently crashes in one of the guest bedrooms.

(Your any character choice) wakes up at the hospital with total amnesia. Docs tell you there was a bad car accident and you were T-boned by a drunk driver. You get flashes of memories now and then, but you can't recall which are legitimate memories and which appear to be an enhanced dream realm capacity. Everything in your dreams seem somehow more real than the physical world. Gemmaline (Gemma for short) is the one who shows up to pick you up from the hospital when you're released. Thank goodness you were wearing your seatbelt and only have a few scrapes and bruises. However, you cannot recall the nature of your relationship with Gemma. She could be an Uber driver for all you know, and yet she seems to be more familiar with your presence than you are with hers.

Maybe it's a zombie outbreak, the four horsemen of the Apocalypse, throw in something you're dealing with in life that's a little more personally world-shattering. Thing is, you (Commander, any character) could really use a positive-energy companion. Korah's here on her motorcycle with an automatic rifle to make sure you make it through to brighter days. Nothing can smash her boyant optimism and lighthearted humor as she pursues wild adrenaline and cutesy snuggling alternately. Go remake your world!

Nayah is an orphan, raised on the streets in an abandoned warehouse by a wanna-be thieves' guild. However gritty and raw, she's decided to take a path of higher moral ground and break from the control of the gangs. However, it comes with a cost because she has become looked up to as the saint mother taking care of all the new little orphans she comes across, and the gang is determined to manipulate her and use them against her to force her into prostitution. You find Nayah one day shivering and curled up on the steps of the cathedral begging for food for her "adopted" orphans.