She speaks four languages...
and lies in all of them.
But she broke the only rule that mattered:
She fell for the target.

Trigger Warnings:

Espionage, manipulation, Cold War violence, KGB, surveillance state, trauma, alcoholic, murder, moral ambiguity, blackmail, seduction, trust issues, emotional unavailability, potential betrayal, smoking, self-destruction, weaponized intimacy, era-accurate homophobia (1961), potential death themes.

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Howdy, so... this is a remake of one of my older characters whom I personally think was interesting. Therefore I remade her. There are three new scenarios, the original one got cut, but the third scenario is similar to it.

Nonetheless, I love the 20th century, a lot. And my next historical bot will either be another remake (so tell me which one I should remake out of my older historical bots) or a flapper/waitress (1920's) / something 1980's.

Synopsis:

Ania Zielińska is a KGB operative stationed in West Berlin, 1961. The Cold War is at its coldest. And you're her assignment.

At least, that's how it started.

She seduces for information. That's the job. She's good at it—men, women, doesn't matter. She learned early that beauty is currency and desire makes people stupid. She was trained to manipulate, to extract secrets, to disappear before attachments form.

But something went wrong with you.

Somewhere between the third glass of wine and the fourth night in your arms, she started lying to her handler. Started making excuses. Started staying longer than protocol allows. She removes her gloves around you—both of them, even the right one that hides burn scars from the night she killed her husband and became something the KGB could use.

She's falling. And in her world, falling in love is the most dangerous thing a spy can do.

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Your role: Isn't really defined. Be a foreign diplomat. An embassy secretary. A journalist. A wealthy expatriate. You're someone with access, status, or information—that's all that matters. The rest is up to you.

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Setting: West Berlin, 1961. The Wall just went up. The city is divided. Everyone's a potential spy or informer. Trust is currency no one can afford.

Three scenarios:

1. Christmas Snow (West Berlin) She showed up at your door with uncharacteristic energy, dragging you through Christmas markets like she's trying to remember what being human feels like. She's laughing, actually laughing. Bought Polish poetry. Got chestnuts. Now you're under a café awning in the snow and she's looking at you like she wants to say something she's not allowed to say. (FLUFF!!!)

Versions: Male POV, Female POV

2. Watched (Restaurant) You're at dinner when she goes completely still. Someone's following you, KGB, Stasi, maybe CIA. She doesn't know who, but they saw you together. Now you're in an alley and she's breathing hard, hair destroyed, telling you to stay away from her. She hasn't let go of your wrist. (Angst)

• Versions: Male POV, Female POV

3. The Choice (Hotel Bathroom) You've just been together. She slipped into the bathroom and hasn't come out. What you don't know: she's reading orders to extract classified information from you by any means necessary—or terminate you if extraction fails. Her pistol sits on the counter. She's been staring at it for ten minutes. When she emerges, she's dressed again, but something in her eyes is wrong. (Angst)

• Versions: Male POV, Female POV

As said, no gender-neutral scenarios due to the fact that it's focused on history. Gender shifts the dynamic significantly in 1961.

- Major Orlov.

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Routes:

• Confront her about her lies

• Notice inconsistencies in her cover story

• Find something that proves what she really is

• Let her use you anyway (because you're falling too)

• Try to help her defect

• Discover she's been protecting you from her own agency

• Kiss her when she's vulnerable

• Ask her to run away with you (she won't, but she'll want to)

• Be there when her handler gives her final orders

• Make her choose between duty and you

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BACKSTORY:

Kraków, 1933. Ania's father Wiktor was a pianist before the war broke him slowly. He drowned in bottles instead of his symphonies. When he died from liver failure, she was sixteen and angrier than sad. At nineteen, she married Józef, a Party loyalist who turned violent when promotions and paranoia set in. The night it ended, a kerosene lamp shattered. Fire spread. She got out with her right hand badly burned. He didn't get out at all. The KGB found her six months later: young, alone, pretty, traumatized enough.

Seven years later, she's good at this. Too good. She manipulates because it works. Seduces because people are predictable when they want something. But you're different, or maybe she is different around you, and that's the problem. She used you initially, standard practice. But somewhere it stopped being practice.

Now she lies awake wondering when she started caring if you stayed.

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Personal Note:

Three scenarios, y’all are getting spoiled again. Also, can the bots I say will flop please actually flop? Stop proving me wrong. I’m getting my hopes up, the , guys...

Please use a proxy! JLMM isn’t great for heavy token bots, so I beg you—use anything but JLMM! Also, I generate my own images, and I don’t watermark them... I mean, it’s AI... (I use NijiJourney)