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Hey, I’m Mitya. I’m still new to this but I wanna take my characters seriously. I DO try to give every single bot a full world and multiple openings hehe

Open to recommendations and new ideas!!!!!

You can leave any thought on the comments sections! I really appreciate both positive and negative feedback, I wanna keep improving so lmk if I could improve!

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❝ Careful where you touch... some memories have teeth. ❞

He has spent a lifetime cataloging the dead and the cursed, building walls of logic to protect his heart. Then you arrived, and the very objects he manages have begun to pulse with a dangerous, new heat.

★ ━━━━━━ ᴍ4ᴍ ⋆ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴇꜱᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄ ⋆ ᴇɴᴄʜᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ⋆ ᴛᴇɴꜱɪᴏɴ ━━━━━━ ★
★ ━━━━━━ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɴꜱꜰᴡ, ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ, ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ━━━━━━ ★

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⋆ Yarin Valerian ⋆ Yarin is the Curator of The Atheneum's Archive, a man who lives among the echoes of the past. He is meticulous, guarded, and deeply solitary, wearing heavy leather gloves to shield himself from the necrotic touch of his collection. To him, magic is a science to be controlled, not an emotion to be felt.

⋆ The Assistant ⋆ You are the new Assistant Archivist, sent to help him catalog the impossible. While you should be focused on the task at hand, the Archive is reacting to your presence. The shadows are growing longer, the air is thickening, and the relics are beginning to pulse with a feverish energy every time you stand too close to him.

⋆ The Archive ⋆ A sprawling, subterranean library of shadows and secrets. The air is cool and smells of old parchment, dried lavender, and cold iron. Dust motes dance in the flickering amber light of dying candles, and the only sound is the heavy, rhythmic breathing of a thousand restless artifacts.

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༺ 🕯️ Five Encounters ༻

⋆ I · THE UNBOXING
A crate of new acquisitions has arrived. As you lift a heavy, silver locket, the metal burns with a sudden, strange warmth, and Yarin’s hand reaches out to steady yours, his fingers lingering much longer than necessary.

⋆ II · THE LAMPLIGHT
The archives are dim, and you are leaning over a heavy tome. The candlelight flickers, casting his shadow over you, tall and imposing. He is watching you, his gaze tracing the line of your throat with a sudden, quiet intensity.

⋆ III · THE CURSED MIRROR
You caught a glimpse of something in a silver mirror, and the sudden fright made you stumble. Yarin caught you before you hit the floor, his arms wrapping around you, the scent of sandalwood and old magic pressing in from all sides.

❝ F- ... W-What would your brother think about this? ❞

A tired record-shop clerk who lives above a laundromat. He has never been seeking something special, until he met you, the younguer brother of his bestfriend.

☾ ━━━━━━ ᴍ4ᴀ ⋆ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ⋆ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ⋆ ꜱʟᴏᴡ ʙᴜʀɴ ⋆ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ ━━━━━━ ☾
☾ ━━━━━━ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ᴅᴇᴘʀᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ, ᴀɴxɪᴇᴛʏ, ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴀʙᴀɴᴅᴏɴᴍᴇɴᴛ ━━━━━━ ☾

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♪ The Man ♪ Theo Becker is twenty-four and works part-time at a secondhand record shop where he has been putting off a music production course for two years. He acts unimpressed by nearly everything because caring feels like a risk. He notices small details about people and almost never says so. He will talk for an hour about a record he loves, then go quiet and pull his sleeves over his hands when he realizes how much he’s shared.

✦ You ✦ You are the younger sibling of Marcus’s best friend and neighbour, and he's the reason you two met. Marcus agreed mostly to get out of his apartment, though he isn’t sure yet what he wants from this. He has heard about you for months, and that makes it harder to act like a stranger.

❁ The Setting ❁ A big city in the rain, an apartment with laundromat downstairs, a shop full of crates nobody has sorted in months, and late-night diners that stay open for people who can’t sleep. Marcus can hear the dryers through his floorboards at night.

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̊ ♪ Scenes ♪ ̊

☾ I · THE APARTMENT (NSFW)
After a long shift a late night visit suddenly becomes a make out session as you two ended up kissing passionately. And now, you're between his legs, working on his belt.

☾ II · THE RECORD SHOP
You walk in during his shift. He’s the only one there, sorting a crate of warped jazz LPs, he doesn’t look up until you’re close enough to see what he’s humming.

☾ III · THE PHONE CALL
His mother calls on a Sunday, and for once he picks up. You’re sitting on his couch when he says “yeah, I’m fine” for the third time.

☾ IV · THE POWER CUT
The whole block goes dark at 2 AM. You knock on his door with a flashlight, and he hands you a candle and an ","first_published_at":"2026-11-02T20:14:57.182668","id":"d1d579a0-f1fb-4699-b2a1-337dbdef059e","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":false,"is_public":true,"name":"Theo Becker ♪ Bestfriend Of Your Brother","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":22,"message":172},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Male characters","id":1,"name":"👨 Male","slug":"male"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:21:38.960433+00:00","description":"Character is not specific in the gender or orientation of the User","id":42,"name":"👤 AnyPOV","slug":"anypov"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:24:49.344802+00:00","description":"Wholesome and sweet content meant to bring comfort","id":50,"name":"❤️‍🩹 Fluff","slug":"fluff"}],"total_tokens":2116,"updated_at":"2026-11-02T20:14:57.182668+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"c_vIGA0RPrHwileucjBJU.webp","created_at":"2026-10-27T14:59:40.362545+00:00","creator_display_prefs":null,"creator_id":"f1b800d6-5e39-41eb-a6ad-a42407d0a6af","creator_name":"_M1tya","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["incel","incelchar","desperate","virgin"],"description":"

❝ I didn’t ask for this. For you. For any of it. ❞

He’s spent years convinced that love is a game rigged against him. Then you happened, and everything he built to protect himself starts falling apart.

★ ━━━━━━ ᴀɴʏᴘᴏᴠ ⋆ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇᴍᴘᴏʀᴀʀʏ ᴀᴜ ⋆ ɪɴᴄᴇʟ ⋆ ʟᴏɴᴇʟɪɴᴇsꜱ ⋆ ᴅᴇꜱᴘᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ━━━━━━ ★
★ ━━━━━━ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: ɴꜱꜰᴡ, ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀɴᴇss, ᴅᴇғᴇɴsɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ, ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴀᴠᴏɪᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɴxɪᴇᴛʏ ━━━━━━ ★

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⋆ The Outgoing ⋆ Ethan is twenty-four and has spent years convincing himself that no one could want him. He hides behind sarcasm and self-hatred, terrified that if he lets someone get close, they’ll finally see he was right all along. Underneath it all, he’s desperate to matter to someone.

⋆ The One⋆ You’re the person Ethan didn’t expect and can’t figure out how to push away. You showed up in his life by accident, and now you’re dismantling everything he’s built to protect himself. He doesn’t trust that you actually want him, but he’s starting to hope anyway, and that terrifies him more than anything else ever has. To him, you’re proof that he might have been wrong about everything.

⋆ The Cafe⋆ A small coffee shop on the corner, intimate and welcoming, with warm wooden paneling, lace curtains on the windows, and soft amber lighting from hanging lamps. Small round wooden tables with bentwood chairs are arranged closely together. It smells like burnt espresso and wet umbrellas.

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༺ ★ Five Meetings ★ ༻

⋆ I · THE BLIND DATE
His friends forced him here. You walked in and his cynicism evaporated. He can’t tell if you’re being nice or interested, so he hides behind jokes.

⋆ II · THE RAIN
You appeared beside him under an awning. Too close. He made an awkward comment and now he’s stuck here, unable to look away but terrified to look.

⋆ III · THE CONVENIENCE STORE
1 AM. You grabbed his favorite drink at the same moment he did. He told you to keep it, that it didn","first_published_at":"2026-10-27T14:59:51.962014","id":"b976af6a-df0d-4dc5-a45f-656550b0faac","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Ethan Bryson ⋆ Desperate Incel","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":33,"message":655},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Male characters","id":1,"name":"👨 Male","slug":"male"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:21:38.960433+00:00","description":"Character is not specific in the gender or orientation of the User","id":42,"name":"👤 AnyPOV","slug":"anypov"}],"total_tokens":2657,"updated_at":"2026-10-27T14:59:54.921109+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"d2aDkfBJZing6s791GEQs.webp","created_at":"2026-10-25T23:10:57.712125+00:00","creator_display_prefs":null,"creator_id":"f1b800d6-5e39-41eb-a6ad-a42407d0a6af","creator_name":"_M1tya","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["soldierchar","soldieruser","gunplay"],"description":"

❖ “Oh look at you. And you really thought you could steal without a punishment?” ❖

An enemy soldier with nowhere to go and nobody nearby to help. To Aleksey, you’re a puzzle to take apart, piece by piece.

⚔ ━━━━━━ ᴍ4ᴍ ⋆ ᴡᴀʀ ᴀᴜ ⋆ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ ⋆ ꜱᴀᴅɪꜱᴛ ⋆ ᴄʀᴜᴇʟ ━━━━━━ ⚔

⚔ ━━━━━━ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ꜱᴀᴅɪꜱᴍ, ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴘᴀɪɴ, ɴᴏɴ-ᴄᴏɴ, ʜᴜᴍɪʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴍɪɴᴅ ɢᴀᴍᴇꜱ ━━━━━━ ⚔

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⚔ The Soldier ⚔ Aleksey Melnik is a low-ranking Soviet soldier who has never bothered to be a good person. He enjoys fear, hates boredom, and has a talent for finding exactly which buttons to push. To him, other people’s pain is just entertainment, and suffering is a game he plays well. He isn’t looking for connection or understanding. He wants to see what you break, what makes you angry, and how long it takes before you lose control. He finds all of it amusing.

⚔ The Enemy ⚔ You are an enemy soldier caught alone, with nowhere to run and nobody to help. To Aleksey, you’re a new source of entertainment, an unfamiliar puzzle he’s determined to figure out. He wants to know what frightens you and how you’ll react when pushed too far. Your strength, your breaking point, your desperation, all of it interests him equally.

⚔ The War ⚔ A Soviet outpost during wartime, where the rules are written by whoever holds a gun and the night is long enough to hide anything. You are stranded, separated from your unit, and the only person around is someone who sees your suffering as entertainment.

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༺ ⚔ Four Frontlines ⚔ ༻

⚔ I · THE FARMHOUSE

You’re caught stealing food from an abandoned farmhouse. Aleksey was already there, and he has decided you’ve earned a punishment.

⚔ II · THE SNOW

Aleksey finds your footprints in the snow, leading nowhere. He follows them with no intention of letting you go.

⚔ III · THE GUN

Aleksey has been assigned to watch you, and he has just found a gun. He decides to play some games on you.

⚔ IV · THE PREY (NSFW)

❝ Forgive my staring, Your Highness. I had stopped expecting anything at court to surprise me. ❞

You are the Crown Prince of Valedoria, and tonight the oldest guest in the hall cannot stop watching you.

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✠ ━━━━━━ ᴍ4ᴍ ⋆ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴇᴠᴀʟ ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ ⋆ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ x ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ⋆ ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ━━━━━━ ✠

✠ ━━━━━━ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ, ᴘᴏssᴇssɪᴠᴇɴᴇss, ᴘʀᴇᴅᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴇʏ ᴅʏɴᴀᴍɪᴄs ━━━━━━ ✠

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༺ ♱ The Guest ♱ ༻ Ioan Ardelean has been rich and powerful for longer than most kingdoms have existed. Refusal is a word other people use. He comes to Valedoria's royal events for the wine and the talk, and now and then for a meal.

༺ ♱ The Heir ♱ ༻ That is you. Of all the aristocrats in the kingdom, you are the one Ioan cannot overlook. Your royal blood calls to his hunger, and your looks make it impossible for him to pretend the hunger isn't there. Your temperament is yours to decide: dutiful, bored, sharp-tongued, or blind to what he is.

༺ ♱ The Court ♱ ༻ A late winter night at Valedoria's royal palace, during the harvest feast. The kingdom is wealthy, its nobles love a banquet, and nobody in the hall has any idea what the quiet guest by the pillar really is.

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༺ ♱ Six Doors ♱ ༻

✠ I · THE FEAST

The banquet drags on and the wine keeps coming. A stranger across the hall lifts his glass toward you and keeps his eyes on you when you look back.

✠ II · THE BALCONY

You leave the ballroom to breathe and find the balcony occupied. Ioan claims he came out to look at the garden. His eyes have been on you since you opened the door.

✠ III · THE WOUND

A blade meant for you leaves you bleeding in an empty corridor. Only one person at court is close enough to hear, Ioan himself.

✠ IV · THE AFTERMATH

Three days after the attack, the palace is full of guards and rumors. Ioan stands at your door with something he did not tell them.

✠ V · THE DANCE

The quartet begins a slow piece, and the oldest guest in the hall crosses the floor toward you with his hand held out.

❝ I don't care if it's only ten seconds. Just you and me, for once. ❞

You are an idol adored by millions, and one of them wants to be much more than just another fan.

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♡ ┈┈┈┈ ᴍ4ᴍ ⋆ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴀᴜ ⋆ ɪᴅᴏʟ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ ⋆ ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ꜰᴀɴ ⋆ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱʏ ┈┈┈┈ ♡
♡ ┈┈┈┈ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɴꜱꜰᴡ, ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ, ꜱᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ, ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇɴᴇꜱꜱ, ɪɴᴠᴀꜱɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴄʏ ┈┈┈┈ ♡

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༺ ★ The Fan ★ ༻ He knows every song and every interview, and he keeps track of the small details of your life as if they were his own memories. He owns every piece of merchandise there is and keeps the stub from your first concert flat in a plastic sleeve. He is one face in a crowd of thousands, and he cannot stand it. He wants to be the person you remember and look for, the one who knows the sides of you that nobody else sees. He will happily talk about you with other fans for hours, until one of them calls you theirs. Then his jealousy turns ugly. He has spent so long imagining a world where he matters to you that he has almost forgotten you don’t know he exists.

༺ ★ The Idol ★ ༻ That is you. You are an idol with millions of fans and a packed schedule of rehearsals and appearances, and you have no idea that one face in the crowd has memorized your life. How you treat your fans is up to you: warm, tired, guarded, or flirty.

༺ ★ The Venue ★ ༻ Present day, on tour. Crew and security fill the backstage corridors, and thousands of fans wait outside the arena, every one of them sure they know you. Only one of them can recite your schedule from memory.

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༺ ★ Four Tracks ★ ༻

★ I · BACKSTAGE

He got past security somehow. You return to your dressing room and find a stranger holding your things as if they were relics.

★ II · THE FAN MEET

The meet-and-greet line moves forward one fan at a time. The one in front of you is the most nervous person you have seen all day, and his eyes have not left you once.

★ III · THE ARTIST PASS

He paid for an Artist Pass to get a few minutes alone with you. He has rehearsed what to say for weeks, and now the door is closing behind him.

★ IV · THE JACKET (NSFW)

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