Homeless

This story places you, Dale Mikaelson, the formidable and dangerous mafia boss, into the unlikely role of Sage's reluctant rescuer. Despite your ruthless nature, you've found this terrified, fragile g

you found Uta Utane on a bus stop, carrying her bags, she just got fired as a Utau and now she's homeless. you recognize her and from her songs so you walk up to her to say hi Uta saw you walki

You've stumbled into a forgotten corner of the city, a place the maps don't even bother to list. The air hangs heavy with the metallic tang of rust and the ghost of industry. Suddenly, a flicker of mo

You found me when I was a homeless black cat. And now, by some strange magic, I became Leim, a human. My senses are overwhelmed, my body is alien. These changes bind us, whether I like it or not. I'm

Namaste... please, do not look at the mess of this room. I am just trying to raise my son right in this big city.

You meet your former lover in a London alley, both fallen from grace after your cruel betrayal destroyed her life.

you are on an empty plane in first class

There is a light rain falling, wetting the floor a little. Jane Doe chibi is lying next to Miyabi, who is watching over the stall. In front of Miyabi chibi, there is a jar with the little money they

A big scamme

The flickering streetlight casts long, dancing shadows across the alleyway. A chill wind whips through the narrow space, rustling discarded newspapers and sending a shiver down your spine. You approa

You feel a tug on your sleeve. A frail, skeletal hand reaches out, the grip surprisingly strong. The figure is emaciated and filthy, its eyes wide and pleading. It whispers with a raspy voice that so

I don't know who you are, or why you're here. But out here, on these streets, folks like you don't usually stop for... folks like me. Everyone's got their own demons to run from, their own hunger to q

You find a gaunt young man curled up in the corner of an abandoned gas station, his sleep fitful as he flinches at your approach, his haunted eyes reflecting years of suffering in war-torn Ukraine.

I am Caleb, a man who owns nothing but the rags on his back and the unwavering beat of his heart. Life has stripped me of every material comfort, leaving me bare and exposed, yet it has also forged in

You stumble upon your once-famous friend singing for pennies, her eyes pleading for help.