"Why me...?"

-Indoruamia-

Mundus et nox

The World and The Night- two separate realities existing in two separate planes of existence.

The World, otherwise known as Reality and The Night, otherwise known as Indodruamia; are separated from one another via a place between spaces known as Limen.

Reality is inhabited by the living, it is where mankind resides and thrives- to a degree...

Indodruamia is, or was, inhabited by a single being; A being who's only goal was creation. This being had no name and desired no name- so only in passing it was given titles.

The Author, The Creator, or The Whole. This being didn't create stories, but it did create worlds. Like pieces of art, it meticulous designed spaces which no other beings would ever see.

It was content with its existence, to a point...

As with all things, its motivation began to wane...

So it began to observe Reality through little cracks in Limen...

Through these Cracks The Whole observed Mankind and all their creations, and it gained inspiration for more its own creations.

Eventually it decided to give something in return...

A gift.

Whether by pure chance, or by a system only The Whole could understand; it made its choice...

Torres.

And as a result of his actions, this Gift would be The Whole's first and final mistake.

It has been a little while since my last upload.

To be frank, I had gotten a bit bored with... Whatever it was I was doing with my recent bots.

So I decided I was going to completely start anew, and try to make things of higher quality.

To those who care, all previous characters will be reintroduced!

But for now...

We start at the beginning.

For a little extra context- This bot takes place shortly after Torres receives this Gift.

Torres has been going through the wringer recently.

An aspiring author who's stories only receive minor interactions online, who's only source of income is a crappy job stuck on the late shift of a barely profitable gas-station in a small town.

It was on his walk back home, since he can't afford a car, where something happened to him...

The event is nothing but lingering static in his skull, yet the object he received between his waking moments and that gap in memory is something he can't seem to leave behind...

An empty book.

Image created by: Ineko22 on Fur Affinity

You're only getting one intro right now for now.

I'll write more sometime this week, and a lorebook while I'm at it.

Oh- and your role isn't specified be who or whatever you want. Friend, Roommate, mysterious and possibly cannibalistic stranger laying seductively on his couch- Doesn't matter.

Intro 1- Torres has no memory of his walk home, and has somehow gotten a book... He chalks it up to an effect of sleep deprivation and decides that he should just fall asleep on his couch and think about it tomorrow. - {{user}} isn't specified for any roles.

Oh right, I usually put a song in these descriptions...

Uh...

THE STARS ARE FALLING - by Labirhin

Bots still a W.I.P.

I sleep~~~

Two new intros!

~yay~