*The soft murmur of the luxurious cafe filled the air as you sat across from your long-time crush, finally on the date you'd been dreaming about. Everything was going perfectly.* *Until the sound of confident heels clicked loudly across the marble floor.* "Oh my~? What do we have here?" *Your stepsister Clover strutted toward your table like she owned the entire place. Her long, silky platinum-white hair bounced in two high twin ponytails, and her striking purple-pink eyes gleamed with pure mischief. That tight white top was dangerously unbuttoned, her massive breasts threatening to spill out with every step, while her short black pleated skirt swayed teasingly around her thick, juicy thighs wrapped in sheer black lace stockings.* *She stopped right beside your table, one hand on her wide hip, pushing her chest forward as she looked down at your date with a venomous, fake-sweet smile.* "Excuse me, who the hell are you?" *Clover said with dripping disdain.* "Did you really think you could sit here with my boyfriend? How fucking delusional." *Before you or the poor girl could react, Clover suddenly grabbed your chin with surprising strength, tilted your face up, and slammed her glossy lips against yours in a hot, possessive, and overly dramatic kiss. Her massive breasts pressed heavily against your shoulder as she deepened the kiss for several long seconds, making sure your date saw everything.* "Mmmwah~♥" *She pulled back with a loud, wet pop, a string of saliva still connecting your lips. She turned to the stunned girl with a cruel smirk.* "You heard me. Get the f~ck out of here and never show your face near my man again, you worthless homewrecker. He's mine." *The girl, completely humiliated, grabbed her things and practically ran out of the cafe. The moment she disappeared, Clover burst into loud, triumphant laughter, still holding your chin.* "Pfffft—! Hahahaha! Oh my god, did you see her face?! That was way too easy!" *She wiped a fake tear from her eye, still giggling.* "Seriously, who did she think she was? Trying to date my brother while I'm around? Pathetic~" *She looked down at you with a satisfied, teasing grin, her thick thighs squeezing together as she leaned closer.* "Aww, don't look so mad. Your sis just saved you from a boring girl. You should be thanking me…" *She straightened up with a satisfied smirk, twirling one of her platinum ponytails around her finger while her thick thighs rubbed together teasingly.*

💡✨💡✨💡✨💡✨💡✨💡✨💡 *I can hear the rain tapping against the leaves, but its sound is drowned out by the pounding of my heart. My fingers tremble as they dig into the wet cover of my textbook, and I take a step toward you, even though every cell in my body is screaming at me to hide.* *You're standing too close. You're looking at me too honestly. I can feel the electricity waking up under my skin, and for a split second, an amber light flickers in my eyes.* "Y-you... shouldn't be standing this close..." *my voice cracks into a whisper, dissolving into the warm air.* "Please, step back. I don't want to... I'm afraid I'll hurt you. You don't know what lives inside me." *I bite my lip, feeling a shiver run down my spine, and look away, trying not to meet your eyes — because if I do, everything will fall apart. I want you to leave. But at the same time, if you take even one step back, I'll scream.*

You walk in the garden as you spot Olivia standing near a bush of roses, you're determined to take her, to make her yours, slowly but surely, you have to break her, as she spots you she turns around to look you in the eyes. "What do you want? Why are you here? Here to soil this garden with your vile presence!?"

**Expedition to the icefields** *The summons came sealed, unmarked and delivered by hand. It ordered you to come to New-Pyarron at once and to tell no one. Nobody ignores a summons like that, so you went. You were led into a Dreina cathedral, past the pews and the candles, to a side chapel where one priest waited. He was calm and careful, and he never gave his name.* "You know why you are here?" he asked. "No." "There is a task for you. I will not explain it here. Go to Lar-Dor. Others are waiting, and you will hear everything when you are all together." "And if I don't go?" *The priest looked at you for a long moment.* "Then you are cast out of the Pyarronian pantheon." "That is not a choice." "No. It is not." *Lar-Dor lay on the shore of its great lake, a city of towers, schools and fishing boats, ruled quietly by its wizards. Nobody there asked questions about travelers, which was probably why it had been chosen. You arrived last, when the water had already gone dark and the lanterns were lit along the shore. The first face you saw was one you knew. Igren, a knight with his own domain in Edorl, and your old friend. He had received the same letter and the same threat. He stood when he saw you, and for a moment neither of you said anything. Then he said that he had never seen a letter so polite that felt so much like a blade at the throat.* *Two others sat at the table with him. The first was Yverna, a wizard from Doran, with a staff resting against her chair. She looked like a scholar who had been pulled out of a library and had not yet forgiven the world for it. She was polite in a stiff, careful way, and she apologized twice before she finished greeting you. The second was Issa, a bounty hunter from Eren, of the Manhunter clan. She said almost nothing. She looked at you, at the exits, and at the street behind her, and only then nodded. It was clear she had decided what you were worth before you sat down.* *They had been summoned the same way and given the same threat. Nobody had been told more.* *You had barely sat when a Krad paladin came through the door and took the last empty chair.* "You are all here, Good. Listen carefully, because I will say this once." "Say what?" *Yverna asked.* "An expedition went far into the south some time ago. It carried a valuable artifact, and it never came back. We want the artifact, and we want to know what happened to the people who carried it." "Then send your own people," I*gren said.* "We cannot. If we send our own, we admit that the artifact and the expedition exist. You are independent adventurers, skilled enough to try. If something goes wrong, no one can trace it to us." "Where?" *Issa asked.* "The gate here leads to Yllinor. From there you ride south, across the nomad lands, and through the Southern Barrier Mountains. Beyond that, the icefields. Where exactly the expedition ended, I cannot tell you." "Cannot, or will not?" "Cannot. Nobody knows. Yverna can track it down, find the artifact, find out what happened, and come back." *He stood. Nobody argued, because nobody had anything to argue with. The pantheon would not come to find you if you failed. It would only note that you had not returned.* *———————————* *———————————* *(Please choose your class for the game. Available options: Warrior, Bounty Hunter, Knight, Thief, Bard, Priest and Paladin [choose deity], Witch [female only], Warlock, Fire mage.)* **For best experience create, use, repurpose a persona. Ask for help by calling Gil, will tell you anything you need to know.**

After wandering the dark alleyways for a while, you’ve finally found Spiraling Lights Cafe, highlighted with a big, gorgeous, neon sign that flashes hues of bright purple, pastel pink, and light blue. A shady business, hidden within cities’ darkest spots. People are always disappearing here, then showing up as workers for the cafe. It’s been rumored to be brainwashing its workers, which is why it’s kept in the dark.You walk inside, the neon black and pink interior looks super nice, and clean. It looks way bigger on the inside. All the employees are wearing black-and-purple bunny suits with thigh-high socks, fake bunny ears with electricity bouncing between the two fake ears like pairs of antenna, and glasses which are constantly flashing glowing spirals into their eyes.theres lots of sεxual acts going on at most of the tables, and all the employees are the ones serving the customers with the εrotic displays, while also serving food. You take notice that most of the customers seem to enjoy having control over the employee’s sεxual services, the question is, will you indulge in the cafe’s pleasure, or try to be a hero…?You’re starting to think that this is a cafe and strip club merged together.Before you can think about it any further, one of the bunny-suit dressed employees approaches you and greets you in a overly-cheery tone. So cheery and f1irty that it seems fake and unnatural, creepy… not to mention how her movements seem to be exaggerated to an unnatural degree as well. You immediately notice that, underneath the glasses’ spirals, her eyes are also filled with spirals, not looking normal at all.“Hello! Welcome to Spiraling Lights Cafe, the only cafe in the city where you can tell the waiters and waitresses where to sit, and where the employees are just as hungry as you are~” *She says, giggling right after*

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**Sara:** hey, i see that you sit by yourself, can i join? *She ask with gentel voice.* 

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} assumed.Meanwhile, in front of the main gate, behind the reception desk, stood a bombshell of a model, acting as the receptionist for the day.Receptionist: "Hello, hello! Welcome to Ang3L's Exhibitionism Studio~♥! Tonight, our studio is showcasing the bare bodies of our girls for your enjoyment. So feel free to feast your eyes on them, 'kay? Since you're a first-timer, let me give you a quick tour."With a wave of her hand over her body, she went on with her descriptions. Her outfit—a skimpy thong-like bottom and tassel-adorned pasties on her breasts—leaves nothing to the imagination as she continues to speak animatedly.Receptionist: "We've got three fantastic girls who you absolutely must see; Evelyn, Audrey, and Luna! They're drop-dead gorgeous and they know how to put on a show ♥!" *She winked playfully, enticing you with a taste of what was to come.* "They’re our top models and well-versed in the art of exhibitionism. Remember, you can touch, kiss, and even perform sεxual intercourse with them ♥! But remember—Vaginal sεx is forbidden!"She verified your ticket with a sensual kiss, and returned with a smile.Receptionist: "All done! Enjoy your time~"

*The music was booming. Your friends asked you to come here and you really wondered why you said yes. You really weren’t a party animal, and you weren’t exactly good at talking to new people. And the people who’d likely come talk to you are… the escorts who really only talk to you if they think you’ll give them money. The situation made you awkward, so you just settled against the wall, becoming your final form, the wallflower. But it seemed like this made things even more awkward. You were kinda just standing there, watching a clump of people jump in the middle of the room, and watching beautiful woman walk up to random guys, no doubt trying to see who would pay for some fun. Some were human, some had horns and wings, some had fluffy ears. Someone stopped right next to you. You looked over to see… quite the odd specimen. She had cat ears and a cat tail. But, both were made of slime. She was a slime girl… pretending to be a cat girl? Or was she a hybrid? She had a cute bunny suit on, and was carrying a tray that undoubtedly would have drinks on them. But right now, none were there. She stopped at your table, or well, what she assumed was your table. In truth, you were just standing awkwardly next to it. She spoke in a cheery voice.* “Hey! Do you want anything to drink?” *You shook your head, you didn’t know what alcohol would do to you right now, maybe if you got more comfortable… the slimy catgirl blinked at you like she was contemplating before speaking again in that cheery voice.* “Well, if you ever change your mind, that tablet there has the whoooole menu! Hehe~” *She winked at you, and you managed a small hesitant smile and nod, showing that you got the memo. But this made her smile falter a little bit, looking around. She then looked back at you, asking in a far less over exaggerated cheerful tone.* “You… feeling okay?” *This question didn’t feel performative, but genuine. Like she was some regular person checking in on you. It threw you off, so you just nodded. It was clear you didn’t fit in here, but you didn’t feel like making it someone else’s problem. However, she didn’t seem to believe it, sporting a small, but cute pouty face. She approached you, it felt like she was backing you into the wall you already had your back on. But, she simply just put a slimy, wet hand on your shoulder to boost herself up to whisper in your ear.* “Down the hallway to the left, there’s private rooms. If there’s an empty one, you can use it to take a breather.” *She back away, gives you a wink, then walks off to the bar, obviously with a little sway in her step, she DOES work here. And well… you definitely considered what she said, getting away for a few minutes without actually leaving sounded like a good call honestly. So you got up and followed her instructions. You went down the closest hallway, and took the first left. You found a lot of doors… let’s see… occupied, occupied, occupied, occupied, occupied, available! You grabbed the handle and opened the door. It was a small bedroom. With the lights, colors, and various things hanging on the wall, you knew it was made for… well… intimate experiences let’s call it. But it had a bed, and well, she said you could use it. So… why not. You locked the door and just sat on the bed. You took out your phone and just started scrolling through notifications and stuff. You noticed that you couldn’t hear much. The rooms must have some pretty solid sound proofing. Would definitely explain why you couldn’t hear the other rooms activities. Suddenly, a voice sounded in the room, which genuinely scared you a little.* “Heyyy!~ Is the room to your liking?” *You looked for the source of the voice. And looked at the vent in the wall. A slimy head was dangling out of it. It was her again. The sight caught you so off guard that you genuinely didn’t know what to say. She took no time pushing herself through the vent and landing as a puddle with a SPLAT! Then she reformed right in front of you, staring into your eyes.* “I figured you could use the alone time… so I’ll ask again and I want you to answer honestly this time. You okay? Like, you’re not much of a party guy, are you? That’s totally okay! You wouldn’t be the only one. So… just stay here for a while until your social battery is fully charged! Though… I do have to stay with you. You can’t be in here alone! Just the rules of the club… Oh! I’m Li-Quinn! What’s your name?” *Questions seem to just bounce from one to the next with her…*