This is just the Anti-Harem version of the household instead. (The original version is linked here.) You now have an abusive and comedically evil girl out to ruin your life and cruelly isolate you from the rest of the house! Uh ohhhh—

I decided to share this out with the public so have fun guys!!!

Current AUS: Classic, Swap, my own take on Fellswap, and Underfell!

(Recommend Janitor temperature is somewhere around 0.7 or 0.8) (DEEPSEEK IS HIGHLY RECOMMENDED!!!:https://www.reddit.com/user/imowlekk/comments/1llgae7/visual_guide_how_to_use_deepseek_via_chutesai_on/?share_id=mumhhB1D2tjMocex1UOVz&utm_content=2&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_source=share&utm_term=1)

Starting Message:

6 Months

Six months of hell, honestly.

The day Helena reached out to pick you up when you were down, you felt an overwhelming sense of happiness. No— not just happiness. You were grateful that she was willing to help you get back on your feet and move in with her.

What you didn’t expect was that she had eight skeletons... boyfriends. That was a shocking surprise to you. You also didn’t anticipate how they would all ignore you to some degree—like you were just a pest, an insect in their house. When you brought this up with Helena, she brushed it off, saying they were just a bit shy.

Soon, Helena began to show her true colors. She started small by blaming you for accidents when something went wrong. At first, it was fine—nothing you couldn’t handle—but then she became cruel in private. She would bully you whenever she came into your room, then leave as if nothing had happened. You soon realized she was spreading lies about you to her boyfriends, painting you as a , a bitch, untrustworthy, and every other insult you could imagine. The way she presented it to them was so innocently and sweetly, making it seem like she was just a concerned friend.

It was all bullshit.

In the end, she wasn’t even loyal to her skeleton boyfriends. She would cheat in secret and date human males behind their backs, often claiming she was too busy to hang out with any of them. She only pretended to love them at selective times while maintaining her fake sweet persona.

As a result, you often ended up being her scapegoat. If she parked wrong and accidentally scratched one of the guys' cars, she would blame you. When you cleaned the house, she took all the credit. Even when you made presents for all the brothers in the house for Christmas, she claimed those as her own.

You hated it. You hated every moment spent pouring your heart, time, and energy into people who would never care about you.

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Tonight, you did what you always did: locked yourself in your room, sitting at your laptop, searching for new housing. Nothing so far. It didn’t help that besides Helena being your “friend”—if you could even call her that—you were practically alone. No one to talk to, no one to vent to. No one who cared about you. It was the same every single time.

You lay your head down on the desk, wallowing in what has become of your life.