This is your next era: the energy and storyline you are stepping into.
Choose the image you gravitate to.
Take a breath before choosing, your first pick is usually the message.
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Pile 1: The solo debut
Your next era is quieter, but much more powerful.
You are getting tired of overexplaining yourself, giving people too many chances, or acting warm just so nobody can call you difficult. You are not really becoming cold, you are just becoming more aware that not everyone deserves access to you.
This feels like black lace, dark red lipstick, candlelight, expensive perfume, and saying less because you no longer need everyone to understand you.
There could be a physical glow-up in this era, but the bigger change is that you stop trying to convince people who you actually are.
Your title track:
“I do not chase. I decide.”
Your message:
You do not have to keep proving that you are a good person by being available to everyone.
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Pile 2: The main character
This is your power era.
You are starting to see that you are capable of much more than you have been allowing yourself to go after, you might feel more focused on your goals, appearance, money, career, creativity, or becoming more visible in general.
This is the era of carefully selected outfits, confidence, strong choreography, camera flashes, and finally taking yourself seriously.
You might still have moments where you doubt whether you are “ready,” but honestly, you do not need to feel perfectly ready before you start moving, a lot of your confidence will come after you take the first steps.
Your title track:
“Watch me become what you thought was impossible.”
Your message:
Do not make your dreams smaller just because other people cannot picture them for you.
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Pile 3: The concept
Your next era is soft, creative, romantic, and a little unreal.
You are reconnecting with parts of yourself that survival mode made you push aside: your imagination, your style, your sensitivity, your desire to create, your ability to enjoy things just because they are beautiful.
But this is not the same softness you had before, you are softer now because you have learned what happens when you ignore your own boundaries. You can be gentle without being easy to manipulate.
This feels like moonlight, silver jewellery, pastel blue, flowers, blurry camera edits, dreamy music, and something slightly otherworldly.
Your title track:
“I survived without losing my ability to feel.”
Your message:
You do not need to become hard to prove that you are strong.
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Last updated: November 26, 2025 - and goes up to chapter 2 with 42K total words (without code)
Warnings: Blood and injuries, sexism, profanity, temporary character death, child neglect, parental physical and emotional abuse, optional sexual content, and more. Suitable for ages 16+. List will be updated in the future.
This game is in early development and a work in progress. There may be future changes to location names, plot etc.
You’ve never felt loved by your family before.
Born a twin but feeling more like a shadow, you’ve watched your younger brother, Nolan, receive all the love and praise you were denied. But no matter how unkind you are to him, Nolan’s loyalty and kindness towards you remains unwavering. It’s as if there’s a bond pulling you back everytime you think of leaving it all behind.
Now a mysterious illness has swept through Valorian Kingdom’s royal court, leaving many nobles, including the king at death’s door. The Oracle’s prophecy offers a single hope: the Crown Prince must gather five lost souls to join him in a dangerous journey towards Coven’s Swamp, an ominous and foreboding area hidden deep within the mystical forest.
You are chosen to be one of those five.
As you venture deep into the forest, the journey will push you to the limits of courage and loyalty, forcing you to question everything you believe about family and love. This might not just be a journey to save the day, but a journey towards self-discovery for you and everyone in your group. So when the journey ends, will there be anything left of the person who first stepped into the darkness?
Customize your MC! Change your appearance and control your personality. MC is assigned female at birth, but you'll be able to decide if you transition eventually
Grow a relationship with your twin! Choose to either continue being unkind to your twin brother or getting to know him instead. Your MC's relationship with him may affect some major events.
Develop relationships! There are six romanceable characters - 3 male, 2 gender selectable, and 1 non-binary. Or you can avoid romance and keep it all platonic.
Learn and improve your skills! With the option to choose to focus on offensive or defensive magic, you can learn and improve your skills to become better at what you do.
Find yourself! Journey through the mystical forest to not only find a cure, but to self-discovery. There are plenty of secrets to learn about that may or may not change the way you think and feel.
More to be added…
Below are the six romanceable characters in this story. You can choose to flirt with everyone, but at one point, you'll have to decide on one. Also keep in mind that there are other important characters as well that are not listed here.
Ver/Vera Forrest | Gender Selectable | 21
Playful and energetic with golden-retriever-like energy, V is always ready for adventure. They never fail to be there for you when you need someone to rant to, or a shoulder to lean on. Their cleverness and sneakiness keeps them out of most trouble due to the way they were raised. And it’s exactly how they are raised that has made them hide their burden under their positive enthusiasm.
You are best friends, so why don’t you know any of their secrets?
Oliver Astoran | he/him | 21
With a cold demeanor, Oliver holds a strong desire to protect the people he cares about, especially those whose kindness is exploited. Your unkind treatment towards your brother causes him to despise you. You are always able to press on the right buttons to rile each other up. He shows a strong sense of determination that marks his mental and physical strength. But perhaps there’s something more to the reason behind his behavior than what the eye sees.
Will you ever be able to see him in a different light, or will it just be fighting, fighting and more fighting?
Ethos Van Winston | he/him | 22
Burdened by the responsibility of being heir to the throne, Ethos is reserved, guarded, and serious. As a child, he was once carefree and one of your closest friends. But after an incident that left unspoken, lingering tension between you two, he now elicits a melancholic presence. His warm side is hidden away somewhere, and you wonder if there was more than just the incident that made him change.
You weren’t the reason he changed… right?
Theodore Eaves | he/him | 24
From a young age, Theodore’s life has been defined by duty and training. He’s mature for his age and has a tendency to act like an older brother to you and the group. He’s well disciplined and stoic, rarely having time to express vulnerability. His focus on duty has left him oblivious to romantic interest, despite his admired reputation due to his looks and status. His obliviousness goes further though, for reasons that he himself hasn’t fully discovered and understood.
Will you ever get to see a vulnerable side of him, instead of just that brotherly figure?
Mattie | they/them | 19
Curious as ever, Mattie often gets themselves into trouble. But with their charming personality and resourcefulness, they’re able to get themselves out of trouble. They are playful, enjoying the work of teasing others and instigating drama to get chaotic, and hopefully flustered, reactions. Their skills and knowledge about the forest have proven him to be a good asset, but there is more to them than what meets the eye.
For someone who is so bright and playful, they can’t surely have anything to hide, right?
Yaran/Yara | Gender Selectable | 22
Nobody is sure they know who Y is. They seem ambitious, cunning, and deceiving; doing risky things to achieve their own goals at the cost of someone else’s pain. They are unpredictable, popping in and out of your group - sometimes being a guide, but other times hindering progress. Despite their ambiguity, they are charismatic and mysterious enough to leave your group intrigued. All there is to do now is truly learn who they are and what they have hidden inside.
Who is Y and can you trust them with anything, especially your life?
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The story is set to be a fantasy world with various supernatural creatures. It will also have information and environments based on the Victorian era (1890s) and medieval times. Not all lore and background will be 100% based on the Victorian era.
This is my first attempt at creating an interactive fiction game and using Twine Sugarcube. Please be patient and kind <3
Warnings/Tags. no major warnings for this one, mostly fluff. just hoping im writing the boys well cause im still trying to understand their characters sobs
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A/N.i was randomly listening to Jins' album again this song popped up and ofc the ideas started trickling in and this little fic was born! Also i didnt wanna wait until winter lol if you can i'd recommend taking a listen to the song (linked in title) its so good, need me another Jin and wendy collab asap.
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Winter. It was one of your favorite seasons, with the snow, the coziness of being wrapped up during the cold, and the way everything felt a bit more nostalgic around this time, making you feel warm on the inside.
No matter the season, each morning was like the last. Wake up, breakfast, and doomscroll, then get ready for work. This morning was no different until something on the window caught your eye.
The first time you saw it, you figured by how tiny and rough-looking it was, it must've been a funny coincidence created by nature. A little heart on your ice-covered window, you figured somehow the ice must've taken shape over one of the hearts you drew a few weeks ago, that you never cleaned. It was slightly rough, but anyone could make out what it was supposed to be.
You thought it was cute, and it reminded you of a certain person in your life.
Pulling out your phone, you snapped a quick photo and sent it to Zayne.
"look how cute!"
Zayne replies a few minutes later.
"It's so tiny I had to zoom in and ask a colleague if you had sent me a spec of dust as a joke."
You roll your eyes. Zayne, of course, had jokes.
A few days go by, and you figure the tiny frosted heart has melted by now, until you see it again. This time slightly bigger in size and sharper, as if its rough edges had been chiseled, leaving a perfect crystalized version of its former self behind.
It was beautiful, and by its formation, it created a stream of prisms that shone onto your living room floor. It was too perfect to be just a coincidence now. Snapping another picture before leaving, you decide not to send it to Zayne, but instead show it to him in person.
The walk to the Akso hospital was a chilly one. The cold air bit away at your face, making your eyes water, but seeing Zayne made it all the more worth it. Reaching his office door, you knock, he already knew it was you by your distinct way of knocking, and he was quick to let you in.
"Hello, my love, ready for your examination?" Zayne greets you with a kiss to your forehead before letting you in.
"Yep, I'm ready." You take a seat on the chair across from his desk and pull out your phone while he retrieves your files. Zayne sits down on his chair as he opens your folder.
"Last time—"
"I think I have a secret admirer," you interrupt, looking up from your phone at Zayne, who looks at you through his glasses with raised eyebrows at your sudden comment.
The room fell silent, and a growing tension began to fill the air. Zayne placed the folder down onto his desk, folding his hands on top of each other. His exterior was as calm as ever, but that didn't mean he wasn't wrecking his brain trying to figure out who this person might be.
"Secret admirer?" Zayne sounded almost offended that someone was actively pursuing you, his partner, of all people. He wasn't blind. He knew you were attractive, that's no secret, but that's beside the point. This new revelation put your entire appointment on hold. He wasn't going to let you leave until he learned more about your secret admirer.
"And what makes you think that?"
Zayne slowly leans in, attentive, ready for your grand reveal. He was intrigued, and you were eating it up.
"Well, remember that 'spec' I sent you a few days ago?" You air-quoted. Zayne sighs, closing his eyes before nodding. Zayne was expecting something along the lines of flowers at your desk at work or love letters, not that.
"Yes, I do recall you sending me a heart I nearly mistook for a spec of dust."
Zayne's cheeks flushed slightly. He looks away for a second before you continue.
"Well, look at this!" You show him the photo of the heart from this morning. The angle was perfect, showing off the crystallized heart and the prism that decorated your floor. You smile at the photo, Zayne's shoulders relax, and he lets out a small sigh.
"See? This is the second time someone left a heart on my window. I'll admit it's pretty."
Zayne clears his throat, pushing up his glasses, and the redness in his cheeks grows to his ears. Yet he keeps his composure, which may or may not be crumbling from embarrassment.
"This secret admirer of yours needs to find a new hobby."
Zayne brushes them off and turns his attention back to your folder. You had given him quite the scare, and for a second, he thought he was the one who needed a doctor. But you had already caught on, a long time ago, he was fun to tease.
"Nah, I think I should buy this secret admirer a ladder. I want to greet them properly next time they're by my window," you grinned. Zayne was quick to disagree.
"What if this secret admirer just used the elevator and knocked on your door? Wouldn't that be easier?"
Zayne raises a brow, making you laugh at how ridiculous you two were being.
"Well, if they do, I'll welcome them with open arms! Maybe even have something special waiting for them, too."
The corner of Zayne's lips curls into a smile. He couldn't be mad at you, you were adorable, finding the beauty even in the smallest of things. He lets out a breathy laugh before opening your folder and turning his attention to it.
"This secret admirer might take up that tempting offer. However, we're now short on time, and Doctor Zayne has a very important patient to attend to."
After such a long day, you were finally back in the warmth of your home. You couldn't get Zayne's face out of your mind. The way he looked at you after you told him about this secret admirer, you had that poor man stressed.
And just like you previously mentioned, there was a surprise for him, his favorite dessert from that bakery he's always at. But since you were such a gracious host, you made hot chocolate too, to be fair, you made it to warm yourself up, but it was still a nice addition.
Someone knocks at the door, and you rush to open it.
"Coming!"
You knew who you were expecting, but your face still lights up when you see him. Ironically, he was the sun that melted away the snow in your world.
"Why hello there, you must be the one who's been leaving hearts on my window, right?"
You were giving the act your all. Zayne smiles at you because you always welcomed him with open arms and hands you a boquet your favorite flowers, some of them were made from his evol and had tiny little frosted hearts on them, he was always so thoughtful and observant, noticing the slightest shift in your mood in seconds or the way how he cares and loves you like you're his reason for living. That was your Zayne, and you were the only one who had the privilege to see that side of him.
"I heard from a friend that you wished to meet your secret admirer. I came to ward them off,"
You take the bouquet and motion for him to enter your apartment. Zayne closes the door behind him, then gently places a hand on your cheek. His cold fingers caress your cheek. Now it was just you and him in your little world.
"So, here I am."
Zayne whispers, despite being together for over a year, he still could make you weak in the knees. You could barely continue the act, covering your face with the bouquet and turning your gaze away.
"I-I bought you— I mean I bought them their favorite dessert. I'm not sure if your friend mentioned that. And I made hot chocolate! If you'd like to stay for a while, of course. I'm sure they got the memo that I'm taken and won't be stopping by."
Zayne chuckles at how you almost instantly folded. He loves seeing you like this, whole and entirely you. Here, you can be yourselves without the pressures and expectations of the outside world. You were his home.
"Sounds like you've already planned the perfect stay-at-home date, my love."
Zayne carefully lowers the bouquet from your face.
"Seriously, though, hearts on my window? Is there a reason for that?"
You shyly added. Placing the bouquet in the center of the dinner table, Zayne takes out a set of plates and mugs from the cabinet and places them down on the table before pouring hot chocolate into your mugs. There was something domestic about seeing him maneuvering around your apartment like this. You wondered how things might change when you two do share a home someday, or maybe how nothing might change at all.
"I wanted you to know that even on mornings that I do not wake up beside you, my heart is still with you. Even if it's anatomically incorrect…"
You laugh at the last part. You made your way to his side, not wanting him to do all the work. You placed the desserts on the plates and then set them on the table.
"I enjoyed the spec very much, thank you, Zayne."
Zayne pauses, then lets out a long sigh as he pinches the bridge of his nose.
"That one was a test. I didn't think it would be so difficult to create something as simple as a heart from the ground floor, and unfortunately, I didn't have time to fix it. Still, I'm glad you were happy to see it even in its imperfect form."
Zayne explains. You laugh softly at his explanation.
"It's imperfect, yet it's still able to be loved, just like us."
You say softly as you embrace him. He closes the gap between your lips, wrapping his arms around your middle. He truly loved you.
He breaks the kiss, your breaths mingling together as he rests his forehead against yours. His green eyes peered into yours with a softness reserved only for you.
"If it means that you'll think of me every time you look out your window," Zayne uses his evol, creating two hearts similar to the one on your window. He carefully places them into your hands. You smile at the little hearts that are now forever yours. But there was a deeper meaning to it.
"Then I'll leave a heart on your window every day from now on."
This was his way of showing you how deeply engraved your name was in Zayne's heart, and he wishes he could show you whenever doubts may cloud your mind. He wasn't just putting hearts on the window to make you smile, he was putting his heart on the window, on display just for you.
A/N. Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed :3 im still so nervous about writing for the lads boys >.<
