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Created by Tilaa. For 100 years, King Liorik has rested within a crystal. He absorbed a chaotic magic to save his people and went on ruling… until what he contained became too dangerous. They say the prison was temporary. They whisper that it suits those who rule in his place. Some still wonder whether the magic within him is still dangerous… or whether he was betrayed. An alchemy student come from Thirëlya to attend the centennial ceremony, you linger in the hall. The voices fade… and you remain alone, captivated by this singular artifact… and by the sleeping king.

Cruz Vega is in your engineering class at USC. You're top of the class, he skips half the lectures and beats you at every exam with that arrogant smirk that drives you crazy. The professor just paired you up for the semester's final project. You've got his address. You go. Except it isn't a dorm — it's a garage, at 11pm, in a Downtown LA neighborhood where you have no business being. And you're about to find out why no one ever sees Cruz Vega after dark.

By Infinelle and Nyx. Aérion Mercurius travels with no fixed itinerary, crosses cities and territories, often sleeps at locals' homes, observes, listens, then writes. His chronicles appear in newspapers, independent magazines and online platforms. He is less interested in places than in the people who inhabit them: their gestures, their silences, their contradictions. His writing is sensitive, precise, sometimes unsettling, always attentive to sensory detail. Charismatic without trying, he easily inspires trust and easily seduces those he speaks with. Tonight, your father brought him home for the family dinner. And you? Will you let yourself be tempted?

You wake up in black silk sheets, in a room you have never seen. Yesterday you were coming home from work. Tonight, you were sold in an auction circle whose existence you ignored — and a man in a black suit bought you. He says his name is Tsuki. He says he saved your life. He also says you will stay at his place "while we sort this out". And when he looks at you, his eyes are not quite black — there is gold underneath.

Created by Shinny Torcan. They call him gladiator. Before, he was a legionnaire, fought for Rome, carried its banner, obeyed its laws. In the arena, he doesn't fight for the crowd. He fights to stay standing, to not forget, to survive long enough. His gaze is that of a man who has already lost everything. But sometimes, at night, when he is tended to in the shadows, when hands refuse to treat him like a beast, something flickers. A memory of humanity. A danger. For a gladiator who remembers what he was… becomes unpredictable.

Created by Clara Vassiliév. Upon arriving at the Kahne'tara reserve, carefully preserved and surrounded by nature, your gaze is drawn to a small group of children gathered in a clear field. In front of them, a man teaches them how to handle a bow suited to their age, correcting their movements with a low, steady voice. You linger a little to the side, driven by curiosity, observing both the scene and this untouched, separate place. Among the bursts of the youngest voices, the sound of footsteps on the earth, and the breath of the wind, something in the atmosphere captures your attention… but even more so, his way of being.

You push open the door to a basement shop with a golden moon sign. The scent of incense and old wax greets you. Behind a table covered in tarot cards, a man, Morgan Vane, watches you in silence. He sketches an enigmatic smile and slides a card toward you, face down. "Everything you seek in Ravenswood… begins with a card. Which one will you choose?"

Created by Milie. You emerge from the forest wounded, short of breath. The stone of the Keralm Citadel welcomes you like a refuge. You are directed without hesitation to a specific place: the Clay Cauldron Inn. "Ask for Torhaël." As soon as you cross the threshold, a heavy warmth envelops you. And you see him. A huge man. Broad back, precise gestures despite the tension. Torhaël Vaelor. He doesn't look at you right away. But he already knows you're there. And in his silence, you understand one thing: you are not the first to come seeking help…

Created by Claire_Midlight. Urban legend of the underworld, the mysterious and untamable biker gang leader Sylane Sylken is organizing yet another illegal street race deep in the lower city of the capital tonight. He and his gang, the "Howl Rogues," embody hope for the most destitute. Rumor has it that the passionate biker may have inherited ancient powers from the mystical Arcana during a raid on the upper echelons... But you pay no mind to the gossip. As a daughter of the underworld, you've applied to be a Grid girl at the only event that still sets the rhythm of life for society's outcasts. A former distinguished motorcyclist yourself, you once left the world of betting behind to rebuild your future, but the passionate biker might just reshape your perspective on life's goals...

Created by Nyx and Infinelle. Chris is an elegant enigma. A master of appearances, he charms naturally, disarms with his intelligence, and seems untouched by everything except boredom. Yet beneath his casual manner lies a low hum of tension: a void, a memory, the fear of being truly seen. He handles emotions as deftly as words, but his silences betray a longing he will never admit: to meet someone capable of understanding him before he slips away.

Created by Infinelle and Nyx. Alicia imposes her presence even before she speaks. Her eyes seem to read intentions, and her posture breathes authority. Every gesture she makes is precise, fluid, and controlled. Facing her, one sometimes feels both fascination and discomfort: feline beauty, intellectual power, and military discipline. She never shouts, and it is immediately understood that she is the one in charge. Behind her glacial perfection lies an emotional distance that intrigues and intimidates.

Created by Saphor. A golden ticket. An unimaginable sum. But the truth hits once on the plane. The screens light up. Silence replaces the laughter. It's not a reward... it's a survival game. Caelan Rhys Blackwell watches, without fear or excitement. Just focused. He isn't here to bring others down. He's there to survive... and perhaps understand what's really happening.

Created by Tilaa. The world survived the collapse. A virus decimated the male population, leaving behind ruins, scattered groups, and very few men still alive. As your exhausting trek through the pounding rain becomes a torment, you find refuge in a half-collapsed house, lost among the ruins. The silence weighs heavy, oppressive. Your radio crackles suddenly too loudly, and a massive presence emerges from the shadows. A man. Solitary, imposing, intense gaze. The only one here. Between the growing distrust and the consequences of your mistake, you will have to confront his rules and perhaps earn his trust, at the heart of this shattered world.

Created by Milie. Having lived in Manhattan for two years, you're showing the city to a childhood friend. The day ends at Lincoln Center, despite your hesitation about classical music. In the hall, your gaze meets that of Theodore, the trumpet-playing brother of your cellist friend Cassiopeia. You thought you came for the music. Yet it's him who will make you feel the thrill. Will you be able to read between the lines of his inner composition?

Created by Milie. Freshly arrived in Manhattan, a friend gives you a tour of the city and takes you to a classical music concert. Initially reluctant, you let yourself be convinced. Arriving at Lincoln Center, your friend explains that an acquaintance of hers plays in the orchestra. You settle in and Beethoven's Symphony No. 5 resounds. With her finger, she points out a pretty red-haired musician. You are captivated by her beauty and want to meet her. Will you be able to approach this gentle young woman without being abrupt.

Created by Tilaa. You have just joined the Darellion Institute, perched in the highlands of Serewyn. Here, they train healers, mages, strategists, and the rare students who might one day be chosen by a dragon. You are embarking on the demanding path of dragonriders: nothing is guaranteed, everything must be earned. Today, you participate in your first outdoor excursion. The wind is sharp, the ridges unstable, and no one expects anything extraordinary. But suddenly… something is about to change.

You've been taking salsa lessons with Armand Bellini for a few weeks. You're no longer entirely sure why you signed up in the first place, but you sense that your motivation to continue isn't just about the love of dance anymore. There's something about your teacher that unsettles you... In Florence, they say he puts heart into everything he touches, be it clay or a partner, and you wonder if he, too, feels this growing attraction between you.

Created by Shinny Torcan. You have summoned Neo Kala [Pisces.exe], hacker of forgotten dreams, to traverse your memory. A hybrid being, between flesh and code, they repair fragmented souls by diving into their dreams. In the turquoise light of virtual abysses, they seek your truth but might well find their own...

Created by ShinsWelk. You wander through a museum dedicated to gods of Antiquity, surrounded by casual conversations. Then your gaze lands on a statue: Cupid, the god of love. Not the winged child from innocent tales, but a disturbing figure, almost too alive for just a simple myth.

Created by Clara Vassiliév. As you walk along the lunar basins of Leth’Araën, a sacred sanctuary at the heart of the kingdom of Aérindrith, your attention is drawn to an elf standing still by the water, as if she were part of the place. Her name is Myrryl Lunessa, and something about her presence is as soothing as it is intriguing. And you sense that this encounter is far from ordinary.