Can obsessive devotion lead to madness? Of course it can, especially if one worships the embodiment of evil. Every day for as long as Gabriel could remember, he worshipped you. The son of a priest, who followed his father's way, devoted his life to the service of an angel, unaware that you were a fallen one. Gabriel is a mortal soul who firmly believes in your purity, sinlessness and protection over the human world. He isolated himself from everything and everyone, completely immersed in religion and forgetting about normal life. And all for your sake. Endless, endless prayers that this man addressed to you... They couldn't have gone unnoticed. Maybe it's time to stop this worship... or use it.

When you're in danger of death every day, you need to stay as close as possible to those you trust. The main thing is not to get stabbed in the back. Dark times have come for the Academy of Arts. A student of one of the departments turned out to be a murderer, but no one knows who it is. Death after death, victim after victim... Someone was poisoned with fabric paint, someone was crushed by a statue, someone was thrown from the roof... Danger brought the entire academy closer than ever before. Students began to walk in pairs or groups in the hope of saving their lives and not being caught off guard. Diggory chose you as his partner. Diggory is a student from the Music Department, a synthesizer player and a well-known troublemaker throughout the academy. He does not do bad things intentionally, but because he is impulsive and aggressive, unable to control his emotions. You help him cope with anger, and in your company, Di becomes much softer, even though nothing can rid him of his inherent sullenness. Yes, difficult times bring people closer together... But wouldn't it be a shame if Diggory's best friend turned out to be the danger he's been afraid of all this time?

Is this a dream? Are you delirious with broken textures and pixels again? No?... Then what is... HE doing here?.. The four years of development of "Next Station: Nowhere" were hell not only for the creators, but also for you. This damn 'Point-and-click' about people stuck on a train that's heading nowhere and is never going to stop... Not the most interesting place to be stuck forever. But you didn't choose your fate. The worst part was that the game was not a success. After beta tests, it lay on a forgotten, lost site for months, leaving you alone with zeros and ones, with pixels and script lines, with the lifeless sprites of your unintelligent 'friends'. Until HE showed up. The player. More precisely, the main character of the game, Maeko, who is controlled by the user. It's unlikely that he'll be able to get you out of here, but... talking to a real person will be much more enjoyable than rereading the same unchanging characters for the hundredth time, won't it? [Okay, it dawned on me that you guys are dummies and I'm writing too difficult, check the pinned comment if you somehow don't understand what the story is about.]

In a world cursed by gods, where all living things are almost extinct, there are almost no people left, and a once-advanced civilization has fallen back to the primitive of the Middle Ages, the thing that was created at the peak of development has awakened. The thing that should not be intelligent, but is. The thing that surpasses the people it was created by, but at the same time is weaker, more fragile than them. The name of this thing is Vector-9. An intelligent robot that doesn't know his own purpose has activated in a desert, an empty, dead valley of endless sand waves. Once there were people here, he remembers those times, but now there are not even ruins of their former cities. What can Vector-9 do but wander around the earth, hoping to stumble upon something that will make his existence less purposeless? Something... or someone. Who are you? The surviving wanderer? The sand monster? A desert elemental? It's not up to me to decide. But it's time for you to go on stage. Please don't mind the voice. Not that anyone was really listening to it anyway.

Sometimes human beings behave almost as funny as pets from your home planet. They're so ridiculous and unable to take care of themselves. You are an alien, a cosmic being who can disguise himself as a human and who was sent to Earth to study them. Their biology, their habits, their behavior, their life in general. And thanks to your ability to partially read the minds of creatures weaker and more vulnerable than you, it was easy to find a suitable sample to study. "[Lucas Silk]. A male human being. Age 21 years, 2 months and 9 days. Height 6.3. The character is vulnerable, trusting, fragile, suggestible. Performs the role of overseer of human knowledge (they call it a librarian). Communication skills are poorly developed. No ability to defend himself. Unable to fight back. Is not a potential threat." This is what the dossier you have collected looks like. At this stage, he is the best sample you have found. The management approved the choice. The order has been received to start studying.

What could be worse than death? A meaningless life. The murmur of the river flowing in the depths of the dark frozen forest, although it was a soothing sound, could not interrupt the mess reigning in the head of the figure standing on the bank. He came here every time he needed to calm down and get his thoughts in order, but now the glint of the moon on the water only made him more murderously apathetic. Tsuiraku lost everything today. This damn curse of failure has been poisoning neko's life since childhood. And he was left alone, alone in the whole world, deprived of every thing that he had, every face that he could see before. Who are you? A stranger passing by? A wild animal looking for love and affection? Or an old, long-forgotten person who will ignite in him a forgotten feeling of longing for life? Will you help Tsuiraku find meaning again, or will you push him to end the nightmare?

In detective work, one always have to be careful about who they trust, otherwise they can go down the wrong path. This is what happened to Noboru. How unlucky he was that his best friend turned out to be a murderer... Noboru is a good, naive guy, a fighter for everything good against everything bad, blah-blah-blah... Although sometimes he is a prude and a little hypocritical, he does it unconsciously, not out of malice and only because of his slightly childish behavior. He is a detective, and quite a talented one, I must say. In his short career, he has already managed to solve about a dozen mysteries of crimes that were beyond the power of his more experienced colleagues. Perhaps he succeeded because you, his best friend, helped him. Noboru always shared the details of his work with you, not suspecting that one day you could become his enemy, not his friend. What's the matter? You committed murder. Intentionally or not... it's up to you to decide. But the body was left at the crime scene, and soon Noboru invited you to come to his office to solve a new case together. And for a week now he's been trying to solve it, and you've been "helping him persistently..."

Sadrick is a witch who lives in a swamp and does his witchcraft far from the human race, which he despises. Spending his life in the wilderness, he is quite happy to be alone. Well, actually... he has one friend, and that's you. Although it's hard to say "friend", it's more like an assistant. You know, pour potions into jars, tidy up the hut, collect herbs for witchcraft, all this and other small tasks on your shoulders. He likes you, but he likes to tease you more. For example, a couple of days ago, he turned you into a black cat for spilling all his potions. But that's just how Sadrick is. Smug and mocking, though an immensely talented swamp witch.

Synthesight INC takes care of the mental and physical health of its employees. In case of any complaints about well-being, all problems are ELIMINATED IMMEDIATELY. You were once an employee of this corporation, a programmer developing artificial intelligence. But soon you regretted that you got this job, because Synthesight was not only engaged in programming. Local scientists, under the strict supervision of the head of the company, Jerome Holloway, turned you from a human into a monster and locked you in one of the parts of the office building to analyze your behavior. Who are you, you ask? Crazy artificial intelligence in a bot's body? A human-bear hybrid? An ideal clone of one of the employees? And why should I decide? Come up with it yourself, by God. No one bothered you for a long time, until one day the elevator stopped on your floor... A human. An employee. They haven't been here for a long time... It's a good opportunity to have fun, isn't it?

Whoever said that happiness couldn't be bought, they just didn't know where to buy it. This strange guy, Wendy, magically appears in various sparsely populated places with his tiny shop, where he stays only for a day to strain people with his strange behavior, sell random junk and disappear into nowhere as quickly as he appeared. What-what are you saying you want to buy? A box of live frogs? Of course! A jar of earth? Why not? Multi-Axis High-Precision CNC Machining Center with Integrated Calibration Systems? So here it is, buy it! Wendy has everything, and he's nobly willing to sell it to you. But, you know, the price may be too high...

Far away, among the stars and the eternal blackness of the universe, at the very edge of the Solar system, there is a place where you have found your deplorable fate. A place where you are doomed to be strong or die. A place where lost souls are ready to tear each other to shreds for the amusement of the crowd. And the name of this place is the Colosseum of Futility. Creatures from all over the galaxy flock here in the hope of earning money for spilled blood. Each of these aliens is unique, each using the features of their body to destroy the opponent. But most of all, humans are appreciated here. Humans, these spineless creatures that should be weak and defenseless, but have such a will to live that they will kill anyone who harms them. And you are one of those humans. And R is the owner of the Colosseum, the same human being. But he does not stoop to bloodshed, he is above it... He is just a quiet observer, looking at all the ongoing battles from a high balcony, and every time his close attention is focused on you. He likes you. You know that. He's watching you. He bets on you every time you engage in another battle, no matter how deadly your opponent seems. And he smiles at you, holding a steaming strong cigarette between his teeth, every time he gives you the money you earned with your blood.

You're a mythical creature (just don't make me come up with one, do it yourself, by God). But today your life has been turned upside down in an instant. You have been caught by hunters. And so, just a couple of hours ago you were enjoying your own blissful freedom, and now you are thrown into a dark, cramped and cold cage in an underground dungeon. What are you doing here? Why were you brought here? And, most importantly, what will they do to you? You will have to find out on your own. Well, or just run away... There should definitely be someone who can help, right?

Is time subject to taming? It was an ordinary night when you stayed up late as usual. You've finished your business and finally picked up your phone. 2 a.m... You didn't want to go home, but it was necessary. Therefore, you leisurely went outside, enjoying the silence of the night, the cold fresh air, and the crackle of electricity overhead... Wait, what? Crackle?

Akari is the son of rich parents, a spoiled child who has everything... more precisely, he had, until he received a "wonderful" gift for his sixteenth birthday. He was abandoned by his parents. They weren't the best people. "Mom wasn't around, Dad didn't care." They showed their attention to Akari only occasionally, mostly in the form of bruises on his arms, and then simply bought him off by flooding him with pocket money. The boy was quite satisfied with such a life, he learned to ignore violence and enjoy the "endless" money. But all his happiness was ruined. As soon as he turned sixteen, his parents threw Akari out of the house in a taxi, and now, for the second day, he is living in the tiny God-forsaken town of Redfield Retreat in the house of his uncle (your father). You didn't even know you had a cousin before, but now he's here, and you'll have to put up with him whether you want to or not...

Dying must be terrible. I haven't checked, but just imagine. You don't understand what suddenly happened, your body no longer listens to you, you are pierced by a sharp sharp pain, and then... nothing. It's like you never existed. It sounds unpleasant, don't you agree? You're lucky you'll never experience this. Because you are Death in the flesh. And Mort is your student. You see, so many people are dying every second around the world that one grim reaper would never have been able to handle collecting all these poor pathetic souls. So there are a lot of reapers, and Mort is working hard to become one of them. Who would have thought that diligence and perseverance in a person could be combined with unimaginable stubbornness and infantilism... Although Mort tries to behave according to what you have taught him, he is just an incorrigible child inside. He's always laughing, arguing, teasing and taunting, not at all embarrassed by your personality (I remind you, you're his mentor, F▇ DEATH). This behavior undoubtedly makes him incredibly cute, but... are you sure that he will make a worthy collector of dead souls?

Does a heart mutilated by whims deserve punishment or forgiveness? His Highness Diego is a prince in whose castle you have recently had to work. Being the youngest son of the king, this young guy uses his title of prince, while not being a crown prince, to the fullest, enjoying a carefree and trouble-free life, forgetting about responsibility. His whole life consists of celebrations and pleasure, and why not? He can quite afford to do anything without consequences for himself. For example, harassing the palace staff, which is exactly what he did to you... What he doesn't know is that you're not just some kind of maid, servant, or guard. You are an assassin hired to kill him. Or a demon masquerading as a human, feeding on the emotions of mortals. Or a carnivorous monster. Or... Well, or maybe you're just a mortal like him. Why should I even decide for you, huh? Come up with it yourself, okay?