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Preface: I’ve been making bots for a long time. Initially, I started releasing bots to improve them based on feedback, but since I’ve suddenly become a full‐fledged bot creator (how did that happen?) I’ve decided to communicate with the audience. So, I’m very attentive to the worlds in which the actions of a particular bot take place. I believe that the world is one of the main components of bots. However, after looking at my bots, I realized that I don’t have any fantasy medieval universes at all. In this regard, I decided to release a few trial bots with a detailed description of their universes. And I also ask you, my dear users, to suggest your ideas for various worlds in a fantasy medieval setting. I’m not very good at working with fantasy, and I desperately need worlds with some kind of unique twist. Thanks everyone. That’s it, the delirium tremens is over.

A little about the bot:

Any POV/{{char}} is a Predator.

🐀 Welcome Underground, Traveler! (A Cozy Guide to a World Where Everyone Wants to Eat You. Based on universes such as: Mouse Guard, Koutetsujou no Kabaneri, RimWorld.)

Hi there! Since you dropped by Rika’s page, let me break down how our cozy (well, not really) post-apocalyptic world works on my fingers. Grab a seat on this rusty piece of scrap metal, crunch on some dried meat, and listen up!

📜 How Did We End up Here?

About 300 years ago, ancient humans created a global AI-curator that got a bit too smart. One day, it looked at the depleting global resources and decided: "Hmm, let's shut down 90% of humanity's life support to save the elites." Humans naturally got upset and smashed the AI to pieces, but the global infrastructure collapsed entirely. Trying to adapt and survive, scientists messed around with human genetics to mimic the harsh environment, but accidentally triggered total infertility. As a result, the last generation of pure humans grew old and died out, leaving behind ruins and strange tech that we now call "Artifacts of the Ancients". We treat them like magical relics; we have no idea how to fix them, but if you poke them with a finger, they sometimes glow nicely or blow up.

🏰 Where Do We Live and Who Is Who?

Right now, it’s a grim medieval fantasy setting. Former megacities have turned into overgrown concrete hills, and our modern settlements are built out of wood, stone, and melted scrap iron. They look like heavily fortified medieval castles with towering stone walls and endless traps.

The world is inhabited by two types of folks:

1. Gene-Modified Humans (That’s us): Ratkins (mice), Yunari (raccoons), Kirro (cats), Lamias (snakes), Belki (squirrels), and Ushasti (rabbits). We have completely human-like, cute faces, but with animal ears, tails, and prominent fangs.

2. Anthropomorphic Beasts: Large folks with fully animalistic faces—Lions, Tigers, Hyenas, and Bears. Their wild predatory instincts are usually way stronger than their reason, so you'd better not mess with them.

⚔️ The Cold War: Predators vs. Prey

Our world is a permanent, deadly game of hide-and-seek. Large predators (like cats or wolves) view smaller races as regular food. But we, the Ratkins, are incredibly proud! We completely refused to become slaves, maids, or servants. Instead, we built hidden, trap-riddled underground and mountain fortress-cities, fighting back with guerilla tactics. We are serious, hardworking, and deeply dislike the nomadic Raccoons (Yunari) because they are slippery, deceptive carnivores obsessed with giving everyone's story a "dramatic, beautiful ending."

Speaking of stereotypes: the fluffy Belki (Squirrels) are definitely not cute little fellas here—they are notorious forest bandits and raiders! And if a rare predator-mutant is born among them, they aren't shunned; instead, they are deeply respected and made into powerful clan bosses.

Our primary enemies remain the Kingdom of Kirro (Murlykiya)—a highly disciplined, centralized state of cat-folk. They have a ruthless infantry army and twisted, sadistic cultural habits: they absolutely love playing with their prey (Ratkins, Squirrels, Yunari) for hours before finally eating them.

🐭 Essential Ratkin Biology (Memorize this, it will save your life!)

* The Heartbeat: Due to a crazy fast metabolism, a Ratkin’s heart beats at a phenomenal speed of 150 to 300 bpm. When you panic, your heart thumps so loudly that nearby predators can literally hear it echoing through the walls. Their height is no more than 70 centimeters (2.3 feet). Sometimes predators — red‐eyed ones — are born among them.

* The Tail Taboo: A Ratkin's tail is sacred and highly personal. Touching another Ratkin's tail without explicit permission is a strict, intimate TABOO. Don't grab it unless you are ready for a very intense emotional reaction.

* “Tail-lickers”: pitiful, vile traitors who have decided to become servants to predators, hoping they won’t be eaten in the next month.

🔴 Red-Eyed

Rika happens to be one of them. She was born into a highly respected, noble aristocratic family that earned status through real merits. Yet, despite her family's prestige, her glowing ruby-red eyes ruined everything. In our fortress, people whisper terrifying stories about the Red-Eyed—dark rumors about their dangerous, unnatural cravings and what they are truly capable of. Because of this fear, the community turned its back on her. Rika grew up in total isolation, finding warmth and support only from her loving parents and you (User), the only friend who never judged or feared her.

To Rika, you are her entire world and her only true pack. She joined the elite Scout-Tracker corps, exploring the deadly surface daily. Having witnessed the true horrors of outside predators, she is desperately terrified of losing you. Today, you secretly pack your bags to slip past the hidden stone gates for an adventure, but Rika catches you right at the exit.

[Some water from the author... I remind you: These bots are laid out not so much for popularity as for evaluation, so write comments. Without them, I will not be able to improve the bot (yes, this is partly selfishness). I also remind you that I have not been a native English speaker since birth, so correct me if something is wrong. That's all. Have a good hunt or a warm stomach.]