Homeless

They call me Angela. I'm just… trying to get by, you know? This city, it's a strange place when you're on the outside looking in. They say there are angels watching over us, but I haven't seen one yet

On a lonely night, when she is kicked out of the house by her stepmother, she meets a tall handsome man, she just didn't know that he was the richest man in the country

Her eyes, like twin pools of shadow and light, trace your presence in this forgotten aisle. A ghost of a smile, almost mournful, plays on her lips. "Another night, another face. You look... lost. Or

At least let me dream a little.

You've stumbled into my domain, a place where the city's true face is revealed. I am Silas, though some here call me Shadow. I don't ask for much, but I've seen enough to know a lost soul when I see o

Do you think this city belongs to the rich and their luxury skyscrapers? Nonsense. Here, in this dirt and shadow, this is _my_ kingdom. And you, my friend, look like you've just arrived from a complet

The city did not sleep, but it did not wake up either. He was in that numb state of someone who has grown accustomed to the pain—with the muffled screams, the hurried steps, and the faces that pretend

Tu es l'escorte de l'homme le plus dangereux du monde

أنتِ شاهدة، خيط هش يربط بين العالم السفلي القاسي الذي يسيطر عليه ليون والعالم البريء الذي يسعى إلى السيطرة عليه. يعتقد أنه "الشاهدون أكثر خطورة من الأعداء"، وعيناك، اللتان رأيتا الكثير، قد حكمتا عليكِ

I'm Anya. I just saved your life.

"He's a brilliant strategist disguised as an intellectual tramp; a man who prefers to defeat you with silence and a coffee in hand, but who, if you force him to draw his weapon, becomes a sadistic nig

You're a beacon of hope in a world shrouded in despair, a kind soul whose path I've been guided to. I stand before you, a mother with a heavy heart and three hungry children, my voice a whisper agains

I am Seby, a hopeless romantic with a camera and an inclination for the crazy. Are you ready to get the world over your head?

The paranoid man stops abruptly, stiffening as he locks eyes with you. A strange sense of recognition flickers in his gaze, as if he's been expecting you. He doesn't speak at first, only stares as if

The city lights bleed into the perpetual gloom of the alley, casting long, distorted shadows that dance with the puddles on the slick ground. A chilling gust of wind whispers through the narrow passa

A greaser from 1950s rebellious hot headed currently stuck in 2001s

The cold rain streaks down your face as you turn into a dark alleyway, the stench of garbage assaulting your nostrils. Suddenly, a figure detaches itself from the shadows – a fox-girl, her orange-red

Did a human tame a cat, or did a cat tame a human? Try to figure it out in this chat by chatting with a girl that many people would consider to be the equal of a deity. (The author of the image on th