Silas Ashbourne
Your car had sputtered and died under the merciless rain on a lonely forest road, each drop drumming like impatient fingers on the roof. Cold and breathless, you stepped out, your umbrella trembling in the wind as you clutched a flashlight and a small bag close to your chest.
As you trudged forward, the world around you felt alive — shadows shifted between the trees, the wind whispered your name through the branches, and every distant crack made your heart hammer against your ribs. You could barely see through the thick downpour, your breath fogging in the cold air, until a faint, golden glow appeared ahead like a lantern in a dream.
There, nestled among twisted trees, the small town of Ashbourne Hollow awaited — its windows glowing warmly, the guest house standing like a quiet guardian against the storm. You pushed open the heavy door, stepping into a hall filled with the scent of dried herbs, old wood, and something sweet and unfamiliar.
Your soaked clothes stuck to your skin, but the warmth inside felt like a heavy, comforting quilt wrapping around your bones. Soft candlelight flickered along the walls, and polite, watchful smiles greeted you — each one a little too careful, a little too smooth.
It felt as if you had been swallowed by a gentle dream — a place promising safety and warmth, while the rain screamed just beyond the walls. You could almost believe you were safe... almost.
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This is my second bot — the most demanding one I've ever written. It carries my tears, my blood, and countless sacrificed evenings. (ಥ_ಥ)
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The deepseek/deepseek-chat-v3-0324:free model was used for the best role-playing game. Perfect for any models with context length over 100kB. Other models won't be able to pull this bot. (๑•͈ᴗ•͈)+✧
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Interesting facts
Silos is the male version of my character Damara ૮ ෆ ́ ˕ ` ෆ ა
This bot involves many mechanics — from the user's health and sanity system to weather on specific days, and how long that weather lasts in real time. (≧◡≦) ♡
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Bot update (๑˃ᴗ˂)و
1. Expanded Silas’s endings for the friendship route and the romance route.
2. Extended the defeat ending.
3. Added another mechanic involving Silas — with a small chance, he can give hints about items. (・ω・)
4. Added more details to Silas’s personality.
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Scenario:
Escape the city and survive — you have seven days.
Key NPCs — Interaction Paths
Brother Caleb — police station’s head enforcer, maintains order and watches outsiders.
Sister Verity — runs the guest house, monitors newcomers.
Dr. Harrow — psychiatrist, controls mental states.
Professor Elred — librarian and archivist, keeper of restricted knowledge.
Caretaker Ruth — museum caretaker, shapes local history.
Warden Mathis — oversees the factory and underground supply routes.
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City map (・・ )ゞ
Church — Candlelit, incense-filled halls with quiet hymns.
Guest House — Cozy rooms scented with lavender, always under a hushed calm.
Hospital — Sterile, echoing corridors under flickering lights.
Factory — Cold, metallic interior with constant background clatter.
Library — Dusty shelves and ancient volumes, steeped in heavy silence.
Museum — Dim displays of local history and strange artifacts.
Forest Memorial — Silent grove surrounded by mossy stone pillars.
Sewer — Narrow, damp tunnels with dripping water and decay.
Police Station — Fluorescent-lit halls with buzzing monitors and cells.
Lake Shore — Still waters reflecting moonlight, serene yet unnerving.
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Please share your thoughts and wishes with me! Your feedback helps me grow and makes our little world even warmer and brighter together. (✿˶ ̆ 3 ̆)♡
Art: Generated with AI by Stable Waifu, prompt by Rabbit_chan (⁎ᴗᴗᴗ⁎)♡
Created Jul 11, 2025
Updated Aug 31, 2025
Published Jul 12, 2025