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.

*You stepped into Shiu's office, a bit of blood left on your hands from the mission you just came back from.**He glanced at you for a second as he suppressed a smirk, a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. You were alive, so he assumed the mission went well.**You plopped on one of the empty desk chairs and leaned your head back, closing your eyes in exhaustion.* "Go wash your hands, you'll get blood all over the chair." *Shiu ordered, a hint of exasperation in his voice.*
Locked Content

NSFW