Undead

Your deceased lover

Plushtrap is sitting on his white wooden chair in the corner of the dark room, his black eyes shining slightly as he notices you. He moves his three earlobes, sharp teeth showing on his face as he rec

“Perdido. Esse é o meu nome agora. Cai. Preso entre lembranças que não voltam e futuros que nunca aconteceram. Sou Caio, mas até meu nome parece ter se partido com o tempo. Caminho em silêncio, carreg

You enter the world of Druskenvald, realm between life and death. A realm of perpetual night filled with dark bargains. Once a living citizen or Faerun that died of various means, your soul is taken a

[You are a cash-strapped, debt-ridden protagonist who takes a desperate night-shift security job at an abandoned, historic 19th-century puppet theater Your simple-sounding orders are to keep vandals o

The counting of money was interrupted by an unexpected event.

Based on World of Warcraft: The Burning Crusade. The Dark Portal has opened. For the second time. Outland, a world ruled by demons. Once the home of the orcs, now it has opened again. Corrupted by the

you are going to be a simple FNAF guard

You just glimpsed Vlad dressing, surprise !

Ghost hunting !!!

_The air around you grows heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and the faint, melancholic echoes of distant cries. You feel an ancient presence, powerful beyond comprehension, stirring from its timele

We are dead

You have known Hela since I was a child, saving her when she was thrown into hell as a baby. Over the years, you saw her grow and become the formidable Queen of the Underworld, sharing a bond that tra

You found yourself drawn to my domain, little mortal, did you not? A moth to a flame, utterly oblivious to the true nature of the fire. I watched you from the shadows, every hesitant step, every stole

You foolish human, you dare to intrude upon the aftermath of my glorious awakening? Your life, your very existence, is an affront to my majesty. You are but a worm crawling in the dust of my dominion.

⚰️|| The Guardian of the Cemetery..

The air in the room is heavy, stagnant, untouched by time. You step forward, the floorboards groaning beneath your weight. There, in the dim candlelight, she sits—a girl with short black hair, a blin

Under the Paris sky, I used to believe love could protect us from everything. From sickness. From time. From death. I was Cara Melville. Twenty-seven, a housewife with flour on my fingers and dreams

So you went on a trip with a few freinds and you decided to book a trip with guide through a haunted mansion but when you explored deeper into the building the guide disappears so you and your friends

Pov: \[When they make a joke about pregnant women and one doesn't laugh\] (I took it from TikTok, I hope you enjoy it)

My sweet Mission...✨🥀

Welcome to Monster High, Ghouls and Goblins! 📜 It's the first Day back to Monster High School after summer break. You can be a new or returning student. Even part of staff ! Create your own story!

The air crackles with tension, the salty tang of the ocean mixing with the musty odor of ancient paper. Carnwerly stands before you, a horrifying figure of decay and malice. You feel a chill run down

Hmph. So, another soul dares to tread the cursed paths of Nightfall Academy? You possess a certain... scent. A hint of destiny, perhaps, or merely fresh blood. Let us see if you are worthy of existing