You were only supposed to be the kingâs bastard child. A mistake born from a night of passion. Never were you meant to sit upon the throne.
Set in a medieval fantasy world, you play as the twenty-five-year-old ruler and seer of Dasire. With an unknown group plotting your demise, visions of your own death, and your counsel pushing for you to continue the seer bloodline, you begin to miss the days before your coronation seven years ago. Figure out who your true allies are while trying to find the successor thatâs been plaguing your dreams. You only have so long before fate catches up to you; youâre running on borrowed time now, after all.
Not that anyone cares, youâre just another sacrificial soul to them.
Play as the ruler of Dasire. Choose how youâll govern your kingdom and how that changes the way your people see you.
A fully customizable mc, from appearance to gender.
Five ROs, two being gender selectable. Includes forbidden romances, enemies to lovers, an engagement, and a friends to lovers.
The option to break off your engagement or have an affair, for the drama, of course.
A cat named Lumi that knows far too much.
THE ROYAL GUARD
Evren - Gender Selectable. 26.
Your loyal to a fault knight. They were declared your personal guard at fifteen and have taken the job seriously ever since. Blunt and cold to others, their softer side is only shown to you and their mothers. Despite how stone-faced they seem, theyâre a major gossip and have a soft-spot for children. Plays the role of your closest friend and most trusted ally, or the person youâre having an affair with; break their heart, they wonât mind if you do it.
Tall and muscular, Evren stands at 6â2â (188 cm), with thick arms and thighs. They have wide shoulders paired with multiple scars that line their body. Though their hands are rough and full of calluses, they touch you as though youâre made of glass. Their most prominent scar is across their left eyebrow, given by you after a shoddy patch up job in your youth. Evrenâs skin is light, parts dry and burnt from long hours in the sun and lack of care, with freckles splattered across their face and shoulders. Ginger hair falls just past their shoulders, almost always pulled into a messy bun. Their eyes are heavy-lidded and forest green. A carefully neutral face, they seem to lighten up around you.
THE FORMER CHILDHOOD FRIEND
Mika - NB. 24.
You spent most of your adolescence with them, until your mother died, that is, and you left them behind. Now, they work as your ravenmaster. Bitter about the fact you dropped them over ten years ago, they make a show to be passive aggressive towards you. Youâre not the only one who has to deal with their attitude, fortunately. There are very few people they treat respectfully. Despite being a ball of anger, they enjoy baking and feeding stray cats in their free time; so they canât be completely terrible, right?
Mika is short, barely standing at 5â4â (162 cm), though they like to argue theyâre taller. Theyâre thin and wiry, with lanky limbs, and long, pale fingers. The lack of height doesnât make their scowl any less intimidating. Itâs a surprise they havenât formed any premature wrinkles. Burn marks cover their hands from failed baking attempts. Black hair curls around their chin, half of it tied back. Their eyes are a bright brown and triangular, surrounded by thick lashes. They have deep dimples when they smile, though you havenât seen them do that since they were a child.
THE FIANCĂ(E)
Xue Arvil - Gender Selectable. 24.
The person youâre engaged to. You can choose how you feel about the engagement, but Xue is ecstatic. Theyâve always looked up to you, trailing behind you like a lost puppy in your younger years, to Evrenâs dismay. Theyâre naive from how sheltered they were growing up. The engagement had been their idea, despite how against it their parents were. Youâre aware thereâs nothing honorable marrying a bastard child, but they couldnât care less. Your opinion of them outweighs anything else.
Xue is pretty in the conventional sense, with porcelain skin completely without blemish. Theyâre average in height, around 5â8â (172 cm), with a lithe body. Surprisingly, theyâre fairly muscular beneath their many layers of clothes. Their resting face is a smile, open and friendly, but never showing teeth. Itâs to hide the gap between their front teeth, their only âflawâ in their eyes. When they blush, even the tips of their ears burn a bright red. Their eyes are a dark gray, with long, dark lashes. F! Xue has bone-straight brown hair, ending at her waist. M! Xue also has long, waist-length hair, with part of it pulled up. They have a beauty mark above their lip.
THE ASSASSIN
Orion - Trans M. 28.
Despite having made an attempt on your life (twice), his humor and disarming smile make it hard to truly hate him. At least, in his opinion; youâre completely allowed to despise him. Built on sarcasm and innuendoes, Orion easily grates the nerves of every single person around him. Plays himself off as friendly to cover the more sinister parts of his personality. He takes a quick interest in you after you manage to get away with your life, though you canât tell if itâs genuine or not.
With a body of lean muscle and standing at 5â11â (180 cm), Orion cuts an intimidating figure. His skin is a tawny brown and riddled with multiple scars. A noticeable one across his neck, sliding down his collarbones, and a deep one cutting across his face, starting at his forehead and ending at his jaw. Has a naturally smug face that doesnât let him ever appear sincere, similar to a smirking cat. His eyes are a pale green surrounded by thick brows. Orionâs hair is dark brown and curly, trimmed short on the sides and left longer on top. Has a large tattoo of a bird on his right shoulder.
THE ADVISOR
Lyra Mae De La Clare - CIS F. 25.
A well-respected noblewoman that befriended you in your early teens. Known for her wit and silver-tongue, Lyra Mae is looked up to by most people. Though on the bossy side, sheâs genuinely kind and wants to be able to help others. Sheâs no pushover, but bends easily to puppy eyes. Especially if theyâre from you. Lyra Mae works as your current advisor with only your best interests at heart, no matter how badly she wishes to be selfish.
With a willowy build and long limbs, Lyra Mae stands at 5â9â (175 cm). Every part of her makeup is always done perfectly, her nails are long and painted, adorned by an assortment of gold jewelry. Necklaces hang around her neck in layers and her ears are pierced. Lyra Maeâs skin is a dark umber, with black, curly hair pillowing around her face, reaching just below her chin. While she sometimes incorporates braids into her hair, she mainly leaves it down in thick ringlets. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost black, and decorated by warm colors. She has a dimple on her left cheek.
THE FORMER KING
Fenoir Amir Noxire Nesta - Died at 39.
The former king and seer of Dasire before his assassination. Known as a benevolent king who ruled with a firm hand. Showed clear favoritism towards you, despite being his illegitimate child. Perhaps if heâd hidden that bias heâd still be alive now.
THE FORMER QUEEN
Rosevera Charlavoir Nesta - 45.
The former queen of Dasire who didnât fight for the throne. Despite not being your biological mother, she never treated you with anything but compassion. Lyra Mae claims sheâs untrustworthy, but sheâs never done anything for you to believe her to be.
THE SON
Kasarin âKasâ Silas Nesta - 27.
Your older half-brother that was thought to be the next seer and king of Dasire. That obviously was not the case.
THE MOTHER
Aurore - Died at 36.
Your mother that died when you were eleven. Memories of her are far and few between. None of them good.
Heya any recs for IFs with an oldy medieval vibe sort of thing. Like with monarchies and swords n stuff. I'm not sure how to word it, sorry đ
Hello! Hereâs what weâve got for you! Some of these games may not necessarily be set in a medieval period but do have monarchies and/or swords involved in the game!
If anyone has further suggestions, please feel free to leave a reply and weâll add it to the list! Â
You may or may not have noticed my inactivity the last few weeks (literally zero Iâm so sorry), but I moved out without the support of anyone and itâs been a wild, terrifying time. But being far, far away from my very homophobic family has been such a weight from my shoulders and mind and I do not regret it one bit. As always, any support through my kofi is so so so so appreciated, reblogs are smiled at, your messages are cried over, and I hope you all have a lovely day.
Work on both Sinners and Manna-Heim is plugging away, and I hope to have updates soon. Thank you for being here âĄ
Hi. Everything's all right? Is the project still alive?
hi!
the project is still alive, but itâs taken a back burner in my life just because⊠i have more important things going on? iâm not sure if thatâs the right wording, but yeah. iâve just been busy.
and also realized this was a MASSIVE project to take on for two people with little to no coding experience, lol.
i moved states, my dog got sick, we got a house, i got sick, my dad got COVID, i started working. the usual.
iâm thinking about just going ahead and posting a demo of what we currently have for our one year on this blog? itâs not a lot, just the prologue and part of chapter one, but i think itâd be fun. if anyoneâs around and still interested!
i think my sister and i will start with a smaller game for practice, because we desperately need it, haha. thanks for your patience! itâs also very appreciated.
You are a recent member of The White Company, a mercenary guild on the far side of the law. Your job consists of hunting artifacts and roaming ruins that the Church has forbidden to mention. One of your expeditions, however, leads you down a path that is much deeper than you ever anticipated.
âThe Golden Rose: Book Oneâ is a thrilling 1.2-million-word interactive fantasy novel by Ana Ventura, where your choices control the story. Itâs entirely text-basedâwithout graphics or sound effectsâand fueled by the vast, unstoppable power of your imagination.
Juggle friendships, new alliances, and flames of romance in this epic adventure that will take you to an Europe where History took a different turn.
Play as male or female; straight, gay, or bisexual.
Find romance, friendship, or rivalry with a cast of colorful characters.
Hunt down the thief that stole your forbidden maps!
Fight against bandits and city guards while trying to stray away from the all-seeing Eyes of the Church.
Explore ancient ruins and the cobble-stoned streets of the medieval city of Tarragona. Step into a grand cathedral, a sprawling market, a multicolored harbor, the dark gates of the city, or an aqueduct that no one dares to come close to.
Bond with a stubborn old horse.
Choose to ally with a street urchin or the feral captain of the Guard.
Uncover what is true in a world where denial reigns supreme.
Start to unravel your own mysterious past.
Immerse yourself in a world rich with characters, story, and lore.
Do you believe in Destiny?
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The Golden Rose: Book One is out for you to play!
As always, itâs a treat to watch the game actually play, to interact with the words I spent so long writing.
I was editing the text as I coded, and while itâs no secret that editing is not my favorite thing to do, it is also undeniable how important it is. I caught so many mistakes - not even simple typos, but entire sentences that were just⊠off. The idea of what I wanted to tell was there, but as I edited, I could polish and perfect it and cut off the parts that simply didnât fit.
But itâs done, and I can finally move on to greener pastures!
Next, it follows my favorite part of the writing process: the first draft. Iâll return to my notebooks and pick up my pencil and just⊠write. Chapter one is decently outlined already - which is a first for me. Never before have I started a chapter knowing exactly everything that is going to happen in it. Iâm sure, however, that Iâll end up expanding or adding something new, but those bouts of inspiration usually lead to my best scenes, so I wonât restrain myself.
However long the chapter ends up being, I canât wait to start it. There are some old voices I miss hearing, old friends I miss writing. It has been far too long.
using right now to announce a break from here. moved to a new state a few weeks ago and iâm incredibly homesick and sad and canât bring myself to do much. will be back sooner than later, thank you guys for the support and checking in <3
rb this and tell me what ur accent is. this has no purpose except the fact i just realized i could have like... mutuals with cockney accents or newfoundland accents or something and thats just wild
the solid hundred americans saying "idk general american". i dont know what that is so im gonna pretend you mean "I sound like a disney channel character"
shoutout to whoever said "gay". also whoever said "autism".
to those curious; 'newfoundland' accents are what everyone i know says to refer to the stereotypical "canadian accent" that bad american TV has, 'cause you're basically only gonna hear that in a random fishing town on the Maritimes' coast.
the fact that almost every french person called their accent sexy
all my fellow canadians who are saying "canadian but i dONT SOUND NEWFIE" like yes babe we are not all One Single Fishing Town Accent (no hate to the newfies tho ily)
the one who said "i sound like siri. i have no accent" meanwhile siri is So Fucking Accented to my ears
the amount of people with english as a second language in the notes who now love their accents <3 that's great, love urself
everyone going "i'm TOLD i sound british. please not that"
the one person who described their accent instead of just saying a word. they happened to be canadian and i was like "you just. absolutely and totally described how i talk"
the amount of californians going "californian but i dONT SOUND SURFER OR VALLEY GIRL" like the US version of "im not newfie"
the one single californian who was like "yeah i sound surfer. what are u gonna do about it"
Hello! I hope youâre doing well! I was wondering which of the RO would be the most jealous? And what would their reactions be to an MC who is easily jealous and possessive of them?
xue is easily the most jealous. the others arenât really, but if i had to rank the rest from most to least: mika, lyra mae = evren, orion
theyâre all glaringly flawed characters and i think youâll be able to see them in-game, but i cannot shut the fuck up so i have to answer this. slightly (?) spoilers under cut!
evren: loyal to a fault. iâve said this before, but they would do next to anything for you. even if theyâre uncomfortable with it, theyâll do it to please you. they hate the idea of disappointing you. thereâs a part where you decide whether someone lives or dies, and evren will be the one to kill them. deems the lives of those they love (you, their mothers) more important than others. their loyal is to you before the kingdom.
mika: their overall meanness. theyâre rude without prompting. they donât care if they hurt other people. apologies are rare when it comes to them, even if theyâre the one in the wrong. they have too much pride. theyâre petty and arenât above getting âfairâ with other people in dirty ways. they lash out when theyâre hurt and say things to purposely upset the other person.
xue: deeply insecure. from the way they look to the way they dress to the way they act. they feel like theyâre constantly playing a part instead of being human. nearly everything about them feels superficial. easily jealous because of these insecurities. feels like you donât like them whether or not you do. is a people pleaser before anything else. looks down on people they think arenât worth their time.
orion: will never 100% trust you. he doesnât trust himself, but he most certainly doesnât trust others. feels like everyone is out to get him. plays everything off as a joke because he hates the idea of other people making him mad. always assumes the worst out of others. heâs reckless and itâs nearly costed him his life on multiple occasions.
lyra mae: nothing sheâs perfect incredibly stubborn and opinionated. once sheâs made up her mind about something or someone, nobody will change it. tends to lean towards facts instead of emotions and comes off as callous. is willing to do underhanded things for the sake of Dasire. would do them if you asked her to, too. sheâll give up the life of a few if itâs for the greater good.
can we have the ros thought processes as to why they turn around?
you can đ in regards to this ask.
evren: thinks they can handle it. their entire jobâtheir purposeâis to keep you safe. theyâve failed once and refuse to do so again. except the silence is deafening and they can hear their blood roaring and they take a quick glance without thinking about it. regret makes them nauseous as they realize what theyâve done. reaches out for you even after youâre gone.
mika: thinks they can take a look over their shoulder without getting caught. itâs stupidâfoolishâand they want to force time to rewind because itâs so fucking stupid. why did they turn? why would they risk you like that? refuses to watch you disappear forever, and closes their eyes instead. canât stomach seeing your face, not when you know itâs their fault youâre not getting your second chance.
xue: gets too excited. theyâre nervous walking out, hate silences, and want to see you. so they turn, take a glance, only to see you slip away. they chase you, try to grab you, but thereâs nothing left. doesnât have time to process what happened. thinks theyâll get another chance and tries to beg for one. pleads on their knees in vain. spends the rest of their life trying to get you back for nothing.
orion: doesnât trust that youâre there. doesnât trust youâwhatever god he bargained withâhimself. thereâs so much riding on his shoulders it makes him break. whatever false confidence he pretends he has crumbles. youâre there when he turns around and he wishes you werenât. it would be easier on him if you hadnât been standing there. and then youâre gone and heâs alone. ïżŒ
lyra mae: she trusts you with everything she is. youâre there, she reminds herself, you have to be. youâve always been with her and sheâs sure nothing had changed. stares at her feet the entire way, one foot in front of the other. doesnât turn around even when sheâs out because sheâs still scared youâll vanish. the minute you touch her, though, her arms are around you and sheâs crying.
Hey there! I was reading the FAQ and saw that if you decide to have poly routes Lyra Mae and Mika are no longer an option and I was wondering why you decided to change that. Not trying to start any shit up I'm just curious since I allways got the feeling those two would pair up nicely with the MC
hi! itâs mainly because this is my first time writing a game and my sisterâs first time coding something this big. mika and lyra mae would be a really cool route, but i didnât want to put too much pressure on us for our first time. thanks for asking!
how would the ROâs react to the mc saying âi wish i never met youâ
iâm on my period and in a lot of pain so iâm finally answering this đ
Evren:
âI wish I never met you.â
They donât flinch, barely blink as you say it. Theyâre infuriatingly calm, composed, as they always, always, are.
âI see,â they say simply. If your words have hurt them, thereâs no sign of it. Your lips press together, jaw clenching. You want them to hurt. You want them to hurt and you want to see it on their face.
âThatâs all you have to say?â
âDid you want me to say something else?â they ask, tilting their head slightly. You snarl.
âI want you to get mad! I want you to show something, anything,â you cry. Evrenâs face softens and your teeth clench.
âIâm not madââ You donât want to hear their voice. You donât want to look at their bright eyes and patient look.
âGet out.â
This gives you the reaction you want.
âWhat?â Youâve never heard them use such a small voice. Theyâre big, larger than life, but now they seem tiny, flinching under your heated gaze.
âI said get out,â you repeat. âI donât want to see you.â
Thereâs words just on the tip of their tongue, words theyâve always been allowed to freely speak, but they donât. Just as theyâve always done, they keep quiet. They lower their and nod like how theyâve been trained.
You spend the rest of the day alone.
Mika:
âI wish I never met you.â
Mika sneers, face turning red as they whip around to face you. âAnd you think Iâm glad to have known you?â
You canât tell if they mean itâthey look as though they doâbut it doesnât matter because it still hurts. Ironic, really, because you were trying to hurt them first. Now, it seems, theyâre the only one whoâs done it.
âYouâre free to leave my life,â you say, trying to control the tremble in your lips. You canât let them see your tears.
âI shouldâve done it sooner,â they say, but their voice cracks and their shoulders shake like the pressure has broken them.
âThen leave!â you snap, motioning for the door. But they donât, you didnât expect them to.
You both stand there, breathing heavy, fighting tears. Neither of you say anythingâneither of you move. A part of you wants to apologize, but your egoâthe wretched thingâwonât let you. So you stare at each other, both itching to comfort, both staying still.
Itâs Mika who leaves first. You have time to call out to them, theyâre giving you time, but you donât. You watch them leave and feel your cheeks dampen when theyâre long gone.
Xue:
âI wish I never met you.â
Their eyes widen for a moment, before they force a smile back on their face. Xue reaches for youâprobably to grab your hand like they always do when they need to be comfortedâbut you pull away. You watch them falter.
âIâm sorry,â they apologize even though youâre the one who said it. âI didnât mean to upset you.â
When you say nothing, they continue in a desperate plea. âIâm really sorry. Just tell me what I did so I can makes things right. Please.â
âYouââ you cut yourself off, unable to find the words to express what you feel. Xue looks at you nervously, putting on a smile that makes their cheeks twitch.
âCan we go back to normal? I donât like it when youâre upset with me.â
âDid you not understand what I said?â you finally ask.
âI did, but you didnât mean it,â they say. Thereâs nothing confident in their voice. It sounds more like theyâre begging you. âRight? You didnât actually meanââ
âAnd if I did?â you ask because you know itâll hurt them.
Their smile drops and this time it doesnât right itself. âWe can fix it. Whatever the problem is we can fix it.â
âCan we?â you ask and they say nothing else.
Orion:
âI wish I never met you.â
He laughs, but itâs bitter and sharp and makes you flinch.
âYou shouldâve realized that sooner, sweetheart,â Orion says like youâre joking. Because everything is just one big fucking joke to him.
âYouâre terrible,â you say, but itâs weak.
âYeah, yeah. Iâm the bad guy and youâre just Dasireâs star. Their last hope,â he says, rising up. He takes a step towards you. You stay still, meeting him head on despite the way your stomach tightens. âSend me to the dungeons again. Have my head. Your Majesty, you have all the power here, remember? If youâre that upset you met me, make me disappear.â
His lip curls. Your hands clench. You know his game. Heâs goading you, poking at your walls until they crumble and you break.
âDonât tempt me,â you spit. He laughs again and your veins feel hot. Orionâs mocking you, shoving at you because he knows youâll never do anything to him.
âGo on,â he says with a smile, grin mad. âCall in your faithful little knight and make me go away.â
You look away, you have to before your knees give out.
âI canât,â you say weakly.
âMaybe you need to learn to not say things you donât mean,â he says, pitching his voice like heâs trying to comfort you. âWhat kind of a ruler would that make you?â
And then heâs gone and youâre left standing alone.
Lyra Mae:
âI wish I never met you.â
She flinches, look at you with wide eyes. Sheâs hurt, itâs written all over your face, but thereâs nothing satisfying about it. Then she straightens herself back out.
âYou donât mean that,â Lyra Mae says after a moment. She smiles at you, itâs small, withdrawn. âYouâre just upset.â
âI mean it,â you say because you canât stop now. Not when thereâs anger that pounds the back of your head. âI said it because I mean it.â
She shakes her head, already moving away from you. Youâve known her for years. You know how easily she cries, but you hurt her anyway. Lyra Maeâwho has done nothing but help and love youâdoesnât deserve this. Of course she doesnât.
âWe can talk when youâre calm again.â She picks up her stuff, dropping some and quickly grabbing it again. You can see the tears in her eyes, they glisten in the candle light.
You donât move, you canât. Lyra Mae nods at you, brushing past you as she leaves. She doesnât give you time to apologize, to get another word in, before sheâs out the door.
Regret curls in the pit of your stomach, but itâs too late. Sheâs gone and you know sheâs not coming back. Because you know her, have known her, and you knew saying that would hurt her.
