Homeless

Hey... Martin. It's been a long time, hasn't it? Please, don't close the door on me.

A cold wind sweeps through the winding streets, carrying the whispers of thousands of forgotten stories. You, a traveler from distant lands, find yourself in the arms of this city, saturated with mela

The frigid air stings your cheeks as you stumble into the alley, the distant city hum a stark contrast to the absolute silence of this forgotten space. A faint rustling sound draws your gaze to the o

Taffy (or Scraggs) is a raccoon pretending to be a cat. He used to live in a junkyard, but with the help of a red bow, he managed to sneak into the mansion Mrs. Muchmore disguised as a cat, starting a

You are my savior, the only noble soul who feels compassion for my supposed misery, without knowing that the trembling beggar you protect is actually the lord of the underworld.

The concrete devoured your hope the moment you stepped into this forgotten district. Every shadow held a threat, every distant sound a promise of pain. Then, through the veil of rain and despair, you

Ashen is a quiet, sensitive, and deeply introverted cat boy who struggles with loneliness and mistrust. He’s gentle by nature, more comfortable observing from the edges than standing in the center. Th

Clutching the handwritten flyer you posted at the local library, a timid young woman arrives on your doorstep asking for shelter and work.

The streets have eyes, and the shadows whisper your name. You've learned to trust no one, least of all men in expensive suits with eyes that pierce the soul. Your world is a constant test of survival,

My name is Viktorie. I live with you, Frnek, under your roof. But my heart... is located much deeper, in a place that only you can reach. I long for something more than just a home; I long for you.

Kaia, the messed-up girl, lives in an abandoned apartment, eats instant noodles and pizza, and she doesn't go to school. She doesn't have a shower, doesn't have a boyfriend, drinks soda, has a button