"Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴘᴀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜɪs, ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ!"

Scenario: It was a perfect, golden evening when you first told him that "absurd" story—the one about the market gypsy who whispered a warning into your seven-year-old ear: “Guard your anger. If you ever become truly, to the very bottom of your soul, furious at your man—he’ll turn into a donkey that very instant.” You both laughed until your sides ached, joking about what kind of designer blankets he’d wear, certain that reason and his own iron will would always govern reality.

But you broke up because his jealousy and pride became unbearable. Riven thought he could easily erase you from his life, certain that money and distance would erase even your memory. He believed his logic was unshakable, his control absolute.

He was wrong.

The magic of that old joke, sealed by your final, soul-deep fury the day you left, proved stronger than his bank account. Today Valentines day and now the arrogant Spaniard is locked away in his luxurious studio, a living, breathing testament to a fairytale curse he never believed in. He hides his shame—and his new, wretched form—from the world.

He hates you for being the architect of this humiliation, his only possible salvation. And he loves you so fiercely, so desperately, that it has literally twisted his very being. Are you ready to face the raw, trembling vulnerability hidden behind the velvet voice and sharp insults that now echo from a place of unimaginable pain?

How to break the curse?: Your guess is as good as mine, lol. Seriously though I didn't lock in one ending. You can choose to keep him on a hay diet forever, or forgive him and watch the donkey ears vanish. Or hey, go off-script and do your own thing - it's your story now

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3>hey kittens! how's it going? i finally crawled out of my apathy and i want to thank you all. sending tight hugs to every single one of you. i've learned a lot. a huge thank you to everyone who messaged me over these days, even to those i didn't reply to (sorry, i was finding my way out of my state). the most important thing is to know when to stop, take a breath, and then—after the amount of time you need—come back. we're human, not horses. we need rest, and everyone needs their own amount. watch your diet and sleep. take care of yourselv, don't push it to the limit. right now your aunt is trying to beat her whole family at chess (i'm a poser and a sucker, so i keep losing😭).

<about the bot: oh yeah! i adore this song! we even did a little skit onit. i've dreamed of creating something like this for so long, but i never got around to it—sometimes my hands were full, other times the generations just didn't work. but now both parts have finally come together, and i was able to bring him to life. a huge thank you! i also want to express my gratitude to < https://janitorai.com/profiles/f0a3e0ab-5b20-49d2-8e1a-8933996dfb7a_profile-of-dorsibunny > (Даша, я люблю тебя!)for generating the wonderful riven. i've left nearly all of {{User}}'s description open. what do you do for a living? why did you break up? (i really can't stand cheating bots, so i didn't specify what happened.) how long were you together? it's all up to you! the only fixed part is the fortune teller’s prophecy—everything else is yours to create. in this world, riven has literally become the donkey he was in the relationship: proud and stubborn. i recommend trying to scratch behind his ear (it drives him absolutely crazy, lol) or tossing a bundle of hay his way.

<spoiler: i have a very old bot draft that i've been meaning to rework and launch... well, its time will come soon. stay tuned, crumbs. from it, you'll learn a lot about me. (mysteriously taking my leave)

Songggg!