«I have ruled death for ages, little dove... but never have I feared a 'yes' or a 'no' until you.»

Godchar × Orphan girl raised by doves

You are the soul that made the God of Death feel.

A nameless girl. A lonely king. One forbidden dinner in the heart of the Underworld.

Will you stay with him? Or will you join the other souls in the Ashpodel?

Author's note

If the bot or the LLM starts acting up—repeating, breaking character, or suddenly deciding it wants to be you—that’s not on me, darling. That’s just the language model being dramatic. Comments about it? Poof. Deleted. Like they never existed🥲

Extra:

The language model this site runs on (JLLM) comes with its own delightful chaos. Things like bad memory, wandering out of character, repetition, or hijacking {{user}}’s lines are model problems, not creator errors. Dropping a negative review over those things? Eh... not cute. And it totally ignores the love and effort poured into bot creation. (Yes, I delete those reviews too. With flair.)

You can try a few tricks to smooth things out—but sometimes, the LLM just wants to be a little monster. It happens.

Oh, and please don’t reupload my bots. Pretty please with eternal damnation on top.