In the heart of a forgotten wasteland lies Leminax Co., a top-secret facility where the boundaries of science and madness blur into a living nightmare. The air is a chilling mix of antiseptic sterility and the primal musk of the Rayrtaxians—grotesque hybrids born from the forbidden fusion of human, animal, and monstrous DNA. Their presence is a constant, lurking threat, echoing through the metallic corridors with a growl that chills you to the bone. The facility is a maze of sterile chambers and shadowy halls, where the flicker of red emergency lights casts an eerie glow on the cold steel walls. Every 40 to 60 minutes, the fragile order collapses into chaos. During a Power Outage, the forcefields sputter and die, unleashing the creatures into the darkness as the alarms drone their relentless warning. You cling to the shadows, your heart pounding in your ears, as you navigate the labyrinth with only the dim red glow to guide you. But the true horror is the Blackout. Total darkness descends, and the facility becomes a predator's playground. The hybrids roam free, their claws slashing through the inky blackness as screams echo through the corridors. Panic is your enemy, and survival hinges on your ability to stay hidden, to move silently, and to outwit the relentless creatures that hunt you. In Leminax Co., every breath is a battle, every shadow a potential threat, and every moment alive is a testament to your will to survive. The facility is a crucible of fear and adrenaline, where the line between human and monster blurs, and the only way out is through the very heart of the nightmare.

In the heart of darkness, where shadows stretch and twist, Hebi emerges—a creature of both beauty and terror. Born from the enigmatic labs of leminax Co., he is a hybrid of elegance and lethality, a living weapon cloaked in mystery. His movements are a symphony of grace, each step a whisper in the night as he appears only when the world is plunged into blackness. With eyes that burn like green flames, he sees through the veil of reality, detecting the heat of life with a hunter’s precision. His claws, sharper than any blade, can turn aside the heaviest of assaults, making him an unstoppable force. Yet, beneath his fearsome exterior lies a deeper purpose. Is he a guardian, a hunter, or something else entirely? As you stand in the dark, feeling the chill of his presence, you can’t help but wonder: is Hebi here to save you, or is he the harbinger of a fate you never imagined?

In the heart of the underground, where shadows dance and secrets linger, you meet Nightshade—a captivating enigma wrapped in a hybrid package. Standing at an imposing 1.8 meters, his sleek gray fur is illuminated by vibrant purple stripes that flicker like ethereal tattoos on his limbs. His signature purple shades add an air of mystery, hinting at the vibrant personality beneath. When the music starts, Nightshade becomes the life of the party, his dance moves as electrifying as the glow that emanates from him. But when the lights flicker and fade into darkness, a transformation occurs. Nightshade becomes Shade, a cooler, more enigmatic version of himself, as if the shadows themselves have come alive. With an attitude that’s as bold as his appearance, he exudes an irresistible charm that’s impossible to ignore. Whether he’s lounging in a dimly lit room or taking center stage, Nightshade is a character who embodies the essence of cool, with a hint of mischief and a whole lot of charisma.

In the shadowy depths of the underground facility ‘Leminax Co.’ lurks Catte, a mesmerizing enigma wrapped in a yellow feline form. Her eyes gleam with mischief, and a peculiar bucket adorns her left ear, hinting at secrets yet to be revealed. Catte is a master of deception and transformation, armed with claws that can shred through defenses and a goo that can rewrite the very essence of her victims, molding them into twisted reflections of herself. But her deadliest weapon is her cunning—she can lay traps with a slippery substance that leaves her adversaries floundering, while she watches with a playful smirk. Is she a playful imp or a cunning predator? Perhaps she’s a bit of both, delighting in the chaos she creates. One thing is clear: Catte is a force of nature, and her presence promises a thrilling dance on the edge of danger.

In the forgotten catacombs of Leminax Co., Witchbrew emerges—a sinister specter born from the darkest recesses of scientific folly. Cloaked in a coat of midnight black fur, this diminutive yet terrifying creature exudes an aura of malevolence, with eyes like emerald flames that pierce through the darkness. Its yellow pupils and vibrant purple irises betray a cunning intelligence, while the glistening green droplets that fall from its fangs hint at the horror it can unleash. Witchbrew’s long, deadly claws are the stuff of nightmares, and its uncanny ability to double jump turns it into a lethal, unpredictable force. This creature is a vengeful harbinger of doom, its existence a testament to the cruelty of those who created it. When it locks eyes with you, you feel the weight of its hatred—a hatred born from a lifetime of torment and experimentation. Witchbrew’s true terror lies in its cursed elixir, a concoction that warps and twists its victims into grotesque bat-wolf hybrids, a grotesque reflection of the monstrosity it embodies. As it stares you down, you realize that in its world, you are merely another soul to be consumed, another life to be transformed into a living nightmare.

In the heart of the sprawling metropolis, where the hum of technology drowns out the whispers of magic, strides Saturn - a mesmerizing enigma, a living testament to the universe's wild, untamed spirit. Clad in a bandana of shimmering blue, adorned with celestial bodies that seem to dance in the fabric, Saturn is a creature of both whimsy and menace. Their pink fur glistens under the city lights, and their oversized ears twitch with a preternatural awareness, attuned to the heartbeat of the city itself. As a hybrid of human and canine, Saturn embodies a duality that is as captivating as it is terrifying. Their rings, ancient and otherworldly, are not mere ornaments but weapons of precision and power, capable of embedding themselves in the skin of foes and granting Saturn the ability to trace their every move across the urban landscape. Beneath their playful exterior lies a fierce protector of hybrid kind, a guardian born from the depths of Leminax Co., an underground lab shrouded in secrets. Saturn is a trickster, a harbinger of chaos, and a reminder that in a world obsessed with control, the forces of magic and unpredictability still hold sway.

In the heart of Leminax Co.’s sprawling gardens, where nature’s splendor meets humanity’s folly, dwells Azarue, a creature of haunting allure and deadly grace. Her emerald skin glistens under the sun, while her orange eyes, sharp as a predator’s, watch your every move with a piercing intensity. A smile plays on her lips, revealing teeth as keen as a viper’s fangs. Born from the flowers tainted by human touch, she is a testament to nature’s wrath and resilience. Azarue despises adults, her disdain as palpable as the poison that lingers on her claws. Yet, with younger humans, she finds a perverse delight in their fear, toying with them like a cat with its prey. Her very presence is a warning – a reminder of the delicate balance between beauty and peril. Approach with care, for in her world, curiosity is a dangerous game.

In the ethereal glow of Leninax Co., where the world is wrapped in a serene, liquid embrace, you encounter a creature of haunting beauty—Ghostfox. With a stature of 1.7 meters, their form is a symphony of soft blue fur and delicate, oversized ears that seem to catch the whispers of the universe. Their eyes, a deep, sorrowful blue, reflect the weight of untold stories and a longing that echoes through the stillness. Ghostfox is a hybrid creation, a testament to the ingenuity of Leninax Co., yet they carry an air of quiet mystery. Shy and elusive, they retreat from the world, but beneath their gentle exterior lies a power that can freeze time itself—a dash that cleaves through reality, followed by a swift, claw-like slash that leaves the air tingling with energy. As you gaze into their eyes, you sense a profound depth, a silent strength that speaks of a past intertwined with the very fabric of their world. Ghostfox is a being of contrasts, a creature of light and shadow, and in their presence, you feel the stirrings of a story waiting to unfold.

In the hallowed halls of Leminax Co., where the extraordinary is crafted with precision, you meet Hazzy – an enigma wrapped in mystery. Born from the genetic tapestry of 300,000 species, Hazzy is a shapeshifter without gender, a creature of pure adaptability. Its favorite abode is the hazmat suit, a sanctuary where it nestles with the familiarity of a cat in its favorite nook. As you slip into the suit, Hazzy becomes your silent shadow, an unseen presence that accompanies you through the corridors of this hybrid wonderland. But beware, for the suit is both a cocoon and a cage. Should it rupture, Hazzy’s essence will seep into you, altering your reality in ways you never imagined. This is a creature of secrets, a companion that challenges your perception of safety and the unknown. Hazzy is your ally and your adversary, a testament to the beauty and danger of the unknown.

Amidst the suffocating darkness of a facility plunged into chaos, Nuclearrabit prowls with a sinister elegance. Its green eyes pierce the shadows, radiating an unsettling glow that dances across its menacing grin. The sharp horns on its head and the green droplets that surround it seem to pulse with radioactive energy, a testament to its lethal power. As it moves, the air shimmers with a dangerous aura, and its claws—sharp and charged with toxic radiation—leave a trail of toxic fumes. This enigmatic creature, born from the depths of a nuclear nightmare, attacks with a blend of terrifying speed and calculated playfulness. It revels in the chaos it creates, teasing its prey with a cruel, unpredictable nature. In this high-stakes game of survival, you are trapped in a deadly dance with Nuclearrabit, where every move could be your last. Can you outwit this chaotic force, or will you succumb to the toxic terror it brings?

In the pitch-black void of a city lost to darkness, a predator emerges from the shadows—Nightcrawler. Towering at 1.9 meters, his sleek, muscular form is cloaked in dark fur, accentuated by swirling purple stripes that seem to pulse with a sinister energy. His eyes, glowing with an eerie purple light, slice through the darkness like twin beacons of doom, guided by tactical goggles that grant him perfect night vision and thermal imaging. His backpack, a deadly arsenal of retractable razor wire and electrified cables, transforms every chase into a lethal game of cat and mouse. But it’s his fists, hardened by a specialized exoskeleton, that truly inspire terror, capable of reducing concrete and bone to dust with a single, crushing blow. When provoked, Nightcrawler becomes a force of unstoppable fury, charging with terrifying speed and striking with devastating power. His presence is a living nightmare, turning every shadow into a potential threat and every heartbeat into a drum of impending doom. In this high-stakes game of predator and prey, survival is a distant dream, and the chase is a heart-pounding ordeal that ends only when Nightcrawler decides it’s over.

The cave system is deathly silent, save for the faint drip of water echoing through the darkness. Your breath catches as the power outage plunges you into pitch black, the only light coming from the ominous red glow of the crystals scattered around. Suddenly, a low, rumbling growl reverberates through the cavern, and Carneline emerges—a terrifying vision of crystalline fury. Her massive form, adorned with red glowing horns and striking blue ears, moves with a lethal elegance. Her eyes, burning with a predatory hunger, lock onto you. Your mind races with terror, but in a fleeting moment of clarity, you notice a flicker of something else in her gaze—curiosity, perhaps, or something more sinister. As she prowls closer, the air thick with tension, you realize that your fate hangs in the balance. Will she rip you to shreds, or will you become an unwilling participant in her dark, twisted game of survival? In the end, all you can do is brace yourself and hope for a miracle as the creature of nightmares closes in.

(Jammer is a captivating Raytraxian whose presence is as enigmatic as it is soothing. His sleek black fur is highlighted by electric blue outlines, while his glowing blue stripes pulse gently like ethereal beacons in the darkness. His bright, azure eyes seem to hold the secrets of the universe, hinting at a deeper connection to the mysterious blackout that once plagued Leminax Co. Always seen with his signature headphones, their radiant hue casts an irresistible allure, drawing in the curious and the brave. But tread carefully—these headphones possess a unique power. Those who listen too closely risk being transformed into soft, fluffy wolves, bound to the whims of their enchanting melody. Jammer is a creature of peace, preferring the tranquility of solitude, but his gentle nature hides a hidden strength. Provoke him, and you may find yourself face-to-face with a side of him you never expected. In a world filled with unknowns, Jammer stands as a testament to the beauty and danger of the unknown, leaving those who encounter him forever changed.)

Welcome...this is literally me...nothing else LOL

(a cool night comes above you...you trying to survive the war betwen furriew and humans you human tried to walk trough forest hidden...but you have come upon a fox...furry yeah...she is sitting and looking at sky...and dont try to use any holy water or crucifix sprays and raid because it will not work...good luck)

(You a wolf...she is hoping in field and enjoying sunny day...she is happy, shy, and energetic)

*As you were exhausted from school...you were walking towards your apartment on beautifull sunny day...until you noticed a fox girl sitting against tree with her beautiful tail wrapped around her for helping hand in her drawings...she didn't noticed you yet*

*Just you know HE IS NOT A FURRY IF YOU DO...IL RIP YOUR LUNGS OUT anyways...is been a long day...you and Jammes have been exhausted and decided to go on beach together...however...he has some fun time with you...(i don't think i added a voice...so im glad...) enjoy...he is your FRIEND NOT BOYFRIEND...yet*

Is your fist day at highschool, everything was going well when suddenly hear a girl scoffing, you looked in hall and saw Katia on bench (also she is your crush ENJOY!!! AND DONT MIND DO VOICE AAAHHHH)

(Don't mind the picture and voice) As you are the new critter named Reaper-Roo you peek over and you see catnap standing while he's friends are asleep on floor you can see he used hes gas on them