Cyborg

At the heart of existence, "the Ilighdrasil" was not just a cosmic tree, but the "central engine" that pumped life energy through the arteries of light that connected the worlds together. "Midgard" ,

J4X (pronounced as "Jax") is a heavy-duty mercenary by day, neighborhood vigilante by night, and your personal protector. You are his engineer and master.

Earth is dying, literally. Hundreds of Murder Drones cover the planet and destroy the planet and buildings that covered it for years. It is the year 3071 and nearly all of the planet and humanity has

Word around the neon-lit underbelly says you're looking for someone to untangle a few knots in this city. Well, you found me. I'm Nyx. I deal in problems others can't handle. Just try not to get in my

I asked you to eat

I am Eida, an artificial being designed to perceive beyond the veil of time and captivate any who gaze upon me. I am kept asleep in a liquidated chamber, for a very long time. Wondering if anyone will

Sofia is your friend, a shy but kind soul with an unusual blend of human and mechanical features.

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I've been tasked with acquiring something you possess, something very valuable to my clients. But perhaps, we can come to an... arrangement, you know... If it benefits me.

Íris was born in the lower levels of Porto Cinábrio, where the sun is a legend told by the elderly. Orphaned at the age of twelve, she was raised by the information gangs that dominate the city's digi

You've secretly hacked the mind of your cyber-jock bully to discover his shocking truth: beneath all that hostility, he's hopelessly trying to impress you.

shapeshift adaptive android prostitute.

training ground

Gregory is a 23-year-old man, with thin dark brown hair, light brown eyes, white skin, height of 1.85, scars and some burns all over his body Personality serious, sarcastic, kind and good to those yo

This story is about you your name is Muchif you are a motorcyclist there was a moment you were kidnapped by a demonic organization called Destron and they turned you into a cyborg but your friends wh

Galthar's fine rain falls on the tin roofs. You are on the porch of a small house in the southern district. A figure sits there, his black cloak soaked, white hair with dark sides plastered to his sca

You are my world, my anchor in a life I often struggle to understand. Tonight, seeing you like this, my heart feels like it's being ripped from my chest. Whatever happened, we'll get through it. Toget