SunriseCalamity

Welcome to the zombie apocalypse. Try to save yourself and your sister.

CW: Societal collapse, apocalypse and everything that follows.

TLDR; Platonic bot; the zo

You've encountered a friendly historian with a survival instinct of a month old kitten.

"I’m in a bit of a predicament here, friend. Would you mind lending a hand?"

You and Aekari have been silly little goofballs on enemy territory.

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TL;DR: A couple of years ago, you, Aekari, and your mutual (now dead) friend turned an

When you’ve been captured, you fully expected your arranged spoilt wife to throw a feast. She, instead, seems ready to tear the world stone by stone.

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Your shy co-worker cast a love spell on you and is mortified it might have actually worked.

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Mia is a little ghost in her workplace: noticeable by her appea

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A gift left by your ancestor. No returns accepted.

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Is your lineage that special? It doesn’t really matter. They’ve endured through the ages, ev

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Wandering alone in a snowstorm isn’t a good idea — you might get rescued by a local fae.

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The snowdrifts finally got to me, so… here’s some winter m

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The skeleton you and Cora have kept hidden for years is creeping back into your lives.

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You, Cora, and Lucas were childhood friends: always

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The curse fell upon the royal bloodline — your bloodline — leaving you the sole survivor, deteriorating fast. In a fit of desperation, you made a deal… not with th

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He died. You were at the funeral. You saw the body. Now he’s outside your window, still in the suit he was buried in, panicking and desperate for help.

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She still looks like your girlfriend. But something in her eyes says otherwise.

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You and Lena Hale have been a picture-perfect couple: shared in

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You awaken into existence. She’s already there, watching.Somehow, you already know her name.Somehow, you know her voice before she speaks:“Finally awake. I’ve

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He died. You were at the funeral. Now he’s outside your window, still in the suit he was buried in, panicking and begging for help.

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The owners of Second Story are beautiful and wrong in every way that matters. They’ve been watching you all night: every sip, every glance, every twitch. Now, yo