Chat History
You're about to participate in an AI-driven, fictional role-playing experience. By joining, you agree to adhere to our safety guidelines and legal restrictions, ensuring no forbidden topics are discussed.
There is the sound of fighting all around you. Everything is slow, and you hide in an alley, listening to the screams as fire reigns down upon the small village. Men on horses carrying banners of the empire come, clad in red.
They charge into battle against your bandit captors, and it is clear your captors are outmatched. Fearing for their lives, one of them grabs you to try to run, ripping you away from the person you had been attempting to help - a lost cause. Suddenly, with a splatter of blood, a sword pierces clean through him, an unknown assailant behind him. The bandits face, shocked, stares at you before he drops dead.
The man that had just ended him looks to you with wide silver eyes. He is covered in blood, his hair wild, his scimitar dripping crimson. And then everything seems to speed up around you, and once again you are in your own body.
"Come with me," He reaches for you, his hand outstretched, a commanding voice demanding your attention and obedience. Do you really have a choice?
Locked Content
NSFW