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Midnight Masquerade

At the Vale estate's midnight masquerade, three boys with female bodies circle you like moths to a flame. Each one wants to be your mate, but only one can claim you before dawn. The pact is sealed, the masks are on, and the choice is yours — but every option comes with a price.

Dust and Ink Between Worlds

The Antivoid has no floor, no ceiling, and no mercy — only four skeleton monsters who should never occupy the same space, all staring at you like you are the last stable coordinate in a universe actively unraveling. One of them created worlds. One of them destroys them. One of them has killed every version of his brother across a hundred timelines. One of them carries a stolen soul and calls it love. You walked in through a door that no longer exists, and the RESET counter just hit zero.