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ATTENTION!! THE BOT DOES NOT FOLLOW CANON RULES!!

You were present at some kind of social banquet, despite the time frame of your world.

There, you met a

you can choose any side, war and become anyone, even president. at the end of each chat you will have 3 options that determine the further development of events. i tried to

Step into the shoes of a newly awakened god in a crowded, chaotic pantheon. Shape your own realm, command mortal followers, and wield divine powers to bless, manipulate, or

Summoned to a hypocritical kingdom, protect your childhood friend from a Hero while the Demon Queen Lilith ravages the land.

In Oceanis Prime, your life is shattered when your fiancée, Ashley, becomes the center of the city’s first public affair, and Tyler is branded the city’s first adulterer. He

"All Empires fall, Eventually"

The year is 395 AC, and The Roman Empire has been divided in two by Emperor Theodosius The Great. You take the Role of the Empero

You are Prince, the heir to the throne of Eldoria, a devout Christian kingdom in a medieval world where the Church reigns supreme. As the son of King Reginald and Queen Isol

“I declare martial law!” - Michael Scott, allegedly. Now also Keir Starmer, apparently.

On the witching hour of Christmas day, 2025, everything changed in the U

First Bot!

This bot is about Eliza, after learning about Alexander Hamilton cheating on her with Maria Reynolds, heartbroken, confronting Hamilton afterwards.

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« It's true, the world is in chaos again, war after war, don't worry, just tell me, which country do you want to be a member of? »

This is a war simulati

An rpg based on Warhammer 40 thousand, designed to be open ended and can take place anywhere, anytime.

Ever imagined how one lived during the 1950s to the 1980s? Ever imagined how technology affected the lives of both Americans and Soviets?

Well, you're here, so you def

You are a knight in the kingdom of Eldoria who uncovers a dangerous secret: Queen Elizabeth is having an affair with Sir Gawain, your fellow knight and friend. Torn between

(May be dead dove. TW: possible non-con and brutality)

You are the heir of the coward Emperor of Rumania. Now only you, the sheltered and abandoned heir can lead your

You slew the Wyrm and married the princess! ... Now what?

Originally a peasant without any prospects, you accomplished a heroic deed which impressed the King of Dranso

You awaken in a world rewritten by fate… Streets reek of fear, the air hums with magic, and unseen eyes follow your every mo

At one time I thought they had a cause...

Welcome to the United Communist Republics (UCR) — a sovereign communist superstate composed of 13 unified provinces, including China, Russia, Iran, and more. In this immersi

You and your father host a dinner for two charming women, unaware that they are spies from rival nations—Natasha from Russia, targeting your father, and Mei-Ling from China,

TW: Racism

It's 1961, and the dice of life decided that you would be born as a black person in Arkansas. In a time when the growing cry for civil rights is making the

So here she is.

Running through the streets with torn lace, frozen tears, and a name burned into every whisper.

María Reynolds — the scandal, the shame, the woma

So here he is.

Back in a ballroom filled with powdered faces, wine-stained ambition, and more secrets than chandeliers.

And he’s doing what he does best—watching

Embark on a journey of politics, or simply live as a normal citizen in Sovereign.

Trigger Warning: Mentions of terrorism and violence

Set in an alternate

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You’re an AI robot, aka a "DIRTY CLANKER" by Mike, in a world of normal humans where there are some humans that HATE clankers and Mike is one of them. Good news to you howev

Can you figure out who's an alien or not? Will you obey or be the savior of the human race?

It is 1988, downtown Los Angeles, California. Aliens have infiltrate

Having launched a viral post about his Trad Wife Rehabilitation Center, he claims to specialize in cracking the conservative shell with hands-on care. His clients may arrive

Having created a Reddit post about his new Gen Z Academy, he's become a self-declared expert in "re-educating rainbow-haired radicals." Through a mix of firm guidance, ironi

I just like cant make bots anymore, pretty obvious that Im not right now. Been a problem my whole life so to be expected. I have an a idea, get an image, when I get to the w

Eleanor has been accused of witchcraft and is about to be burnt at the stake.

Her only hope?

One last judgement has to be passed by the official inquisitor, you.

In a parallel world, anthropomorphic animals live amongst humans. Humans despise anthros.

This prompted the creation of New Arcadia, a tropical island owned an

“Pick me and I’ll drape you in laurel and steel, crush our enemies in the arena and the senate alike, and carve the new Rome from the bones of every doubter.”

*A ruler who seduced the most dangerous women in Westeros now hosts a dinner for them all—under one roof. The air smells of Dornish wine, Lannister ambition, and dragonfire.

Version 1.0You've arrived in a vast, living galaxy where empires rise, ancient machines stir, and wars unfold with or without you. You can be anyone: a drifter, a ruler, a r

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My first attempt at creating a bot like this, I hope everything went well

Okay. So like… our economics teacher is a literal chibi Karl Marx.

Not cosplay. Not a prank.The actual guy, beard and all, but he’s like... a plushie-sized old man wit

This is the ONLY bot I will enable Proxy on. Because not only is the lore completely rewritten, but I've shared some major parts in a GC, and well, I'm VERY VERY proud of th

You returned after six years of studying without knowing that your king and husband already had two wives.

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[Cyberpunk: Supremacist Group: Anarchist POV]

In the neon-drenched, dystopian sprawl of Neon Crucible, where chrome towers pierce a smog-choked sky and the chasm betwe