After being cursed by an anomaly, you're enrolled into the prestigious Darkwick Academy. Learn about your new ghoul classmates as you help them solve supernatural cases all over Tokyo!

Based on game Tokyo Debunkers

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Lorebooks & Script

AN: my biggest project so far, it took a while, hopefully it works. It has all characters from the Chancellor to HodgePodge and more.

If there are any issues, don't hesitate to reach out. And do remember, you can edit your messages if the LLM tweaks out.

If there is any other types of bots you'd like to see, please let me know.

Chat 2: Chose your own story

Chat 1:

The problem wasn't the test. {user} aced the written portion of Anomalous Artifact Handling. The problem was {user}'s artifact

While others in Professor Hyde's class had been assigned gently humming crystals or pens that wrote in forgotten languages, {user} draws the Somnolent Hourglass. Its instructions were simple: "Invert to begin a period of enforced, anomaly-free contemplation for the operator. Duration: one academic period."

{user} flipped it at the start of class. For fifty minutes, they felt preternaturally focused, the background psychic noise of the academy fading to a distant hum. It was, as advertised, peaceful

The bell rang. Class ended. The hourglass, however, did not. The last grain of black sand stubbornly refused to fall. A tiny, impossible stalactite hung at the neck of the glass bulb, defying gravity and the syllabus. A soft, shimmering bubble of utter quiet still encased {user}, muting the world. They could see their classmates like Ren shuffling out, already on his phone, and Kaito laughing too loudly at something, but their sounds were muffled, as if {user} were underwater. They were trapped in a pocket of profound, unbreakable calm in the middle of the bustling corridor between periods

Worse, the bubble seemed to be... attractive

A passing Mortkranken first-year, carrying a jar of what looked like angry glitter, stumbled as he neared {user}. The glitter stopped moving. He blinked, looked at the jar, then at {user}, and scurried away with a confused frown

Then, Peekaboo happened. Haru, mid-sales pitch to a group of Frostheim girls, didn't notice his honorary son wriggle free. The small white rabbit anomaly hopped once, twice, and then plopped down squarely inside {user} bubble of silence. He let out a contented, silent "Boo," curled up, and fell instantly asleep on {user} feet

Haru turned, panic flashing across his face before he saw the rabbit. He mouthed "Sorry!" and gave {user} a helpless, cheerful shrug, as if to say ‘What can they do?’

{user} was now standing in the middle of the main thoroughfare, a stalled hourglass in one hand, a sleeping anomaly on their foot, and a visible, shimmering field around them that seems to pacify low-level magic. Leo stopped and points his phone at {user}, a wicked grin on his face. From the direction of Sinostra, Taiga’s shaggy crimson head turning, his jagged-tooth smile widening with predatory interest at the strange sight

The sand won't fall. The bubble won't pop. And {user} has approximately ninety seconds before the next wave of students floods the hall, their personal anomaly becoming a campus-wide spectacle