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M!Cú Chulainn
The awaited winner from the poll! Now we finally have a male version of our lovely Chulainn :) Crossed arms really are a staple of them... I didn't post in a while because I am going through a lot right now, but I am def still here :p Thank you so much again for drawing this @mooreaux!! Pls check them and their amazing art out!
She couldn't simply surrender what had been the very essence of her life, the one thing that no one was supposed to have the power to take away from her. Her freedom? Nobody was acutally free. Her love? She could find a way to cope with it. Her child? A heart-wrenching sacrifice, but she could endure it. Yet, this vital part of her, this very core of her being – she would never allow anyone to snatch it away.
And that marked the tale of a parasite.
Of a Patron and Its Chains is a 18+ interactive fiction in a fantasy and steampunk setting inspired by the worlds of The Witcher Series and Fullmetal Alchemist. You are a seasoned hunter tasked with tracking and eliminating dangerous supernatural threats. However, your story takes a turn when you decide to become also a pactbearer.
In this realm where the intricate dance of magic and technology creates a canvas of possibilities, one could easily envision an idyllic existence.
The ability to traverse into other realities, though often at a steep cost, promised rapid advancement that could border on madness. Yet, amid these innovations and developments, lurking dangers remained ever-present. The very act of opening portals to other realms could inadvertently usher in creatures not meant for this world, seamlessly intertwining them with reality.
It was a world where the choice was to either be the hunter or the hunted, and most succumbed to the latter fate. However, your father instilled a different path in you. As a hunter of those creatures, he ensured you absorbed all the survival knowledge you needed before eventually got wrongfully accused and executed, a tragic turning point that reshaped your plans. Rather than simply following in his footsteps to become a hunter, you decided to become a pactbearer.
Summoning a Patron, a legend from diverse worlds and realities, your mission was to unite with fellow pactbearers. Together, you would confront an encroaching evil, all while seeking the fulfillment of a cherished wish granted by a god. Yet, even with the support of numerous companions and your trusted Patron, each victory over a monstrous foe revealed a looming threat waiting just beyond the horizon...
You are the hero... right?
This is an 18+ interactive fiction that is being written on Twine.
be a hunter that kills monsters or embroils into unwanted drama
fully customizable mc from appearance, pronouns and personality
several sidequests to develop your skills as a hunter (includes: Possession, Witches, Ancient Beasts and more)
a beastiarium with further information to every creature you meet on the way
the big world of Vestria & Co. with a lot of lore that you can all uncover - or not!
a cryptic voice inside your head that occasionally breaks the fourth wall
meet the other pactbearers and their patrons and decide what relationship you want to have with them
choose what animal-form your patron is going to have
a total of six companions (including your patron) who will be with you a majority of your journey
all of them are romancable, plus a hidden romance option for those who can be patient
lots of parental issues!
figure out the truth of your world, or fail to do so - there is no right or wrong
and a... cow?
CONTENT WARNINGS: depicitons of death, violence, mental illness, gore (in the territory of body horror), animal cruetly and death, abuse, pornographic content, strong language
More might follow
DEMO TBA
CURRENT WORD COUNT: 21000+
but nothing demo ready yet
The RO's include:
✸ Cú Chulainn (M/F)
In ancient tomes and tales, Chulainn stood as a formidable legend — an indomitable hero whose laughter echoed in the face of enemies and even death itself. They reveled in the thrill of combat, never yielding without a proper battle. Yet, such was the image you held dear until the moment you summoned them into your realm, making them your esteemed Patron. The being before you shattered the illusion you once cherished. No longer did they exude the vigor of a warrior; instead, bitterness clung to their spirit, entwined with a profound disdain for the world and all its inhabitants. Longing for the solace of death they once fervently evaded, Chulainn relinquished their ardor for combat, dismissing it as a hollow pursuit devoid of significance. As a consequence, their role as your Patron proved less than… helpful. Nevertheless, a flicker of optimism lingers within the depths of their desolate heart. Perhaps, against all odds, you possess the power to reignite the flames of purpose within them, offering a renewed sense of hope and the chance for a remarkable new beginning.
✸ Lysander/Lysandra (M/F)
Within the illustrious court of the High Queen, there exists a figure of great repute: Lys, a distinguished servant renowned for their unparalleled ability to fulfill any given task. Their name has become synonymous with perfectionism, as they consistently meet and surpass the lofty expectations placed upon them. The mere mention of their name evokes awe and respect throughout the courtly corridors. Alas, despite their esteemed standing, Lys remains a figure of divisive sentiment. Whispers and murmurs abound among their colleagues, swirling in a ceaseless cycle of gossip. Tales of their rigid and occasionally insolent demeanor dominate these conversations, yet there is another facet that elicits both awe and envy in equal measure. Lys possesses an unparalleled loyalty to the High Queen, a level of devotion that others find almost unattainable. Yet, the reality surpasses the worst of these rumors. Lys' nature transcends the bounds of mere unpleasantness, particularly in their interactions with you. Adding fuel to the fire, they perceive you as a sort of rival, amplifying the tensions between you. One can only wonder if it is merely a facade in an attempt to hide their weakness or the reality of their identity.
✸ Holographic Entity "Holly" (F)
Holly, the Patron of Lys, assumes the guise of a long-haired housecat, but her true essence hails as a revolutionary from a distant reality, a realm of unparalleled advancement far beyond the scope of Vestria. For Holly, her presence in this foreign world feels akin to embarking on an elaborate holiday excursion plucked from the very pages of historical books she once heard of. Her insatiable curiosity serves as the driving force behind her existence, propelling her to seek new experiences and infusing every interaction with a buoyant energy that suggests no challenge is insurmountable. Unafraid to vocalize her thoughts and opinions, Holly fearlessly shares her insights, even when they clash with those of her companion, Lys, particularly when the subject of her candid musings centers around you. Or at least, that is the impression you choose to hold. Her unabashed honesty may lead some to believe that she is a simple, unassuming creature. However, the more time spent with Holly reveals that there is much more to her than meets the eye. After all, one cannot lead a revolution based solely on a smile and an unfiltered mouth.
✸ Elli Agilulf (M)
The Blessed Ones, the esteemed right and left hand of the Night Church, are figures known to all who have ventured beyond the confines of ignorance. Cloaked in an aura of mystery, their veiled faces lend an air of both authority and enigma. Among their ranks is Elli, who strives to embody the idealized image of a Blessed One. He adheres to a code of silence, speaking only when necessary and responding with a detached aloofness. True to form, he carries himself with an air of subtle intimidation. However, beneath his carefully crafted facade, Elli is easily rattled by even the slightest inconvenience or a quick-witted remark, his frustration and anger palpable despite his hidden face. He is short-tempered and stubborn, a nature that clashes with the expectations of his position. As a Blessed One, he is expected to be a mindless automaton, devoid of thoughts or personal desires, but Elli's mind is a swirling vortex of thoughts and emotions, overflowing with complexity. Perhaps it is this contradiction, this clash between his true nature and the expectations placed upon him, that makes Elli an actual enigma. You do feel yourself challenged when he decides that you are a criminal to-become.
✸ Irydion (F)
Irydion holds a perspective that challenges the notion of victory being achieved simply through diplomatic agreements and signed papers. To her, a war is not truly won until she has exacted revenge to those she deems responsible for the suffering inflicted upon her country. As a member of the militia, she is fueled by a desire to fight, her hands trembling with the power of her magic, ready to unleash it upon her enemies on the frontline. While others may perceive an undisturbed silence on the battlefield as a sign of these so called peacetimes, Irydion remains vigilant, recognizing it as a deceptive tactic used by the enemy to lure her into dropping her guard. Too bad she is always a step ahead of those who seek to harm her people! Her selfless dedication to protecting and caring for her fellow countrymen is unwavering, even if it means being seen as misguided or paranoid by those who don't fully understand her. Irydion's allies may acknowledge her kind-hearted nature, but they also recognize her single-minded determination and unwavering belief in the necessity of fighting back against an enemy that is just a shadow. Irydion does not care for these rumors, knowing that regardless of how many may stand against her, they will eventually come to understand the truth of her cause. She remains steadfast, believing that time will prove her right in the end. After all, you believe her… right?
✸ "Junius" (M)
Even as Irydion's patron, the line between their roles blurs, with Junius' approach to her and other humans carrying an arrogantly nonchalant air. His actions, delivered with ease and naturalness, ridicule or charm one without noticing. With a mere lazy wink or a mockish bow, he effortlessly asserts a sense of superiority, deliberately refraining from putting genuine meaning or depth in his antics. Maintaining an elusive detachment, he keeps others at arm's length, preventing them from ever truly getting close to him. Despite his mysterious past, he carries himself as if the weight of secrets hold little significance to who he is. Junius' personality dances on the edge of daring, akin to playing with fire, drawing allure and enticement from the very act itself. He fearlessly indulges in flirting with married women and engaging in challenges with those of higher social standing, defying conventional norms and embracing a provocative existence. There lies a subtle irony in his guise — a wolf rather than a lion — his pride speaking for another form. And even in conversation, he adeptly maintains the facade, never allowing his act to waver, leaving you to question whether it is indeed a carefully crafted performance or indeed the reality of his character.
???
If it wasn't the work of gods, maybe it was fate that brought you together.
And several other characters you meet on your way across the country; other pactbearers and their patrons, tragic lovers, a noisy priest, ill-ridden villages (there is only two but it's weird it happened twice), two twin-rulers who don't seem to get along, a talking book, and more.
Update
I am back to writing 🫡 that's the update
F!Cú Chulainn
okay so
somehow this account has reached over 400 followers and i'm just like?? hii!! ANYWAYS thank you so much! to show my appreciation, here is some f!chulainn, as happy and lively as usual 💖 i am open to post a little text snippet if this post gets 50 likes?
thank you very much and i hope you will continue following my work :) and especially thank you @ayaben for drawing this 💞💞 it turnt out so great
ART POLL, PLEASE VOTE
I wanted to drop some new commissioned art in the near future :) Since I am broke I can only do one though, so I thought about asking on a poll who people might want to see. Maybe if I'll tweak it right I can also commission the second most popular, but we shall see.
Which RO do y'all wanna see art of?
m!Chulainn
Lys
Holly
Elli
Irydion
Junius
800 followers!!!
AHHHHH i just went on tumblr to do my weekly scrolling, only to see that we reached 800 followers! i am so happy so many people are interested in my IF and it really helps knowing there are so many people excited for the release as i am. writing has been going slow, especially now that university started again and i have been busy writing for that. but! the demo release is coming closer and closer. i already was over the moon with 100 followers, but eight times that? oh em gee now obviously i want to do something as a celebration. last time it was a little sneak peek into the current demo, but this time i would want to give a choice :)
what would you like me to post?
another demo sneak peak
a one-shot with one of the ROs (which one in another poll)
a non-chanon one-shot of the MC and their companions (setting in another poll)
something else. (ideas maybe through asks!)
hope these options are something you are interested in! and thank you so much for keeping up :)
Expect an update next year!! Har har
Snippet #2 (DEMO)
Time to give what the majority voted for :) Finally I can show another part of the demo! The snippet before was from the Prologue, this time I decided to show somewthing from the Chapter ???, which is kind of like Chapter 1 but not really!
CHANGES MIGHT STILL HAPPEN
You have everything you need; all that remains is to leave this space. Your gaze ascends toward the expanse of the clear sky, its brilliance piercing through the aperture in the earth. Yet, a lingering thought persists — how much simpler and faster your descent could have been, had a lengthy rope been at hand. And yet, here it is, swaying lightly before you, a tangible manifestation of exactly that. Then realization dawns: this rope, unfurled and hanging, is not yours. “Angelica! Company!” The urgent cry shatters the stillness, drawing your attention to the source — a faint silhouette peering over the edge from above. Squinting, you discern the outline of a figure, barely discernible against the luminous backdrop of the sky. With no time to dwell further on these thoughts, a rustling nearby draws your attention, and you glimpse the figure of a woman emerging from behind one of the scattered ruins. Youthful in appearance, she appears to be in her mid-twenties, her dark complexion contrasting against the pale backdrop of the surroundings. Clad in attire that appears to mimic the looks of the everyday person, she fails to capture the essence entirely though. Her garment, crafted from pearly white fabric, boasts extravagant ruffles around the sleeves. While devoid of fancy patterns, it exudes an air of parody — an attempt at adventure attire for those who have never left their humble abode. Leather padding adorns the right side of her chest, juxtaposed by a piece of metal armor awkwardly positioned around her hip — all of it a fashion statement rather than any functional protection of vital areas. Though undoubtedly fashionable, her presence in such a desolate place leaves you perplexed. The stranger approaches with a radiant smile, her voice lively and exuberant as she greets you. "Well, hello there! What a surprise to find someone else down here," she chirps, her enthusiasm drowning out the distant calls from above. With a casual flick of her foot, she scattered loose dirt around her worn boots, hands finding their way to her hips in a gesture of both resignation and amusement. "We didn't spot another rope hanging down the opening, so we sort of assumed..." Her words trailed off, leaving the implication unspoken yet hanging in the stale air of the ruins. You prepare to respond, but she forestalls with an energetic clap of her hands. "However you arrived here, have you by any chance come across a golden bracelet? It's about this thick, with some green stones embedded in it..." She launches into a description of the accessory, gesturing with her hand to mimic its appearance. Your head shakes in response, memories of your meticulous search from before resurfacing. Not even the faintest glimmer of such an item do you remember seeing, not even amidst the array of artifacts in the adjacent chamber down below. The woman's demeanor visibly deflates at your admission, before energy sparks in her from either irritation or excitement. "That means the bird still has it!"
Ah. Bird. You know what she was dealing with. This was something Je-owls tend to do. Given her description and the mention of crystals in her bracelet, it certainly also explains their interest in it. “That’s Je-owls for you,” you say to her in return, but her thoughts seem to be somewhere else to fully comprehend what you are saying. She just smiles. "I'm Angelica, by the way. And the screaming woman above us is Medora, my friend," she introduces herself, extending a hand towards you in greeting. However, before the handshake can take place, a sudden shout from above interrupts her. Angelica pauses, laughter fading into an awkward chuckle as she withdraws her hand. "Sorry about that. Medora can be a bit overly cautious when it comes to strangers," she explains, a sheepish smile gracing her lips. "But I have a feeling you're alright! I mean, here we are, chatting away in this abandoned cave. I'm still in one piece, so that's a good sign, right?" she adds, her braided hair swaying gently as she speaks. You offer a reassuring wave, silently signaling that there's no need for concern. Angelica's attention quickly shifts as she gazes back towards her point of entry into the cave, then back to you. "So, you mentioned something about... Geo owls?" "Je-owls," you correct her. The woman nods slowly. "Right... Right! And you know some stuff about these... Je-owls?" she inquires, and you nod in affirmation. "Yes, quite a fair bit. They likely took your bracelet to their nest in some of the stones here to feed on it, and-" Before you can finish your explanation, Angelica gasps in shock, her eyes widening with alarm as she quickly retreats to her previous position. "So, it's really inside this pillar!?" she exclaims on her way, her tone tinged with distress as she rushes towards the broken pillar you had examined earlier, where the empty nest had been. But that was before, and this is now. The chance is high, that its inhabitants were back. Your eyes widen in alarm as you speak up and reach out to stop her, but your warning falls on deaf ears. With determination, Angelica plunges her hand into the depths of the pillar, oblivious to the danger lurking within as she yells. "You will not eat what's mine!" What follows unfolds in a blur. It is so fast, you are barely able to register it. A sharp cry pierces the air as Angelica recoils in agony, withdrawing her hand from the marble and clutching it to her chest. In a flurry of motion and feathers, a multitude of small owls burst forth from the opening, their rapid flight colliding with Angelica and sending her tumbling to the ground. What began as a dozen birds quickly multiplies into a flock of over fifty, their wings beating furiously as they fill the cavern with the thunderous echo of their wings hitting the air. In mere seconds, the cave descends into chaos. The cacophony of flapping wings drowns out your thoughts, rendering them inaudible amidst everything. Attempting to maintain focus proves useless as the relentless onslaught of birds jostles you from all sides, threatening to topple you over with each collision just as they did with Angelica. The once-distant light from the sky dims abruptly, as if obscured by a dark cloud that seems to materialize out of thin air. It's not until you gaze upward that you realize the truth — the sheer multitude of birds has eclipsed the sunlight, casting you and everything inside this cave into darkness. You must leave now.
and here we meet the wonderful Angelica and Medora! Also special guests: the Je-owls :D Points to anyone who knows where the names of the two ladies comes from without googling ✨ Hope this snippet leaves you interested in the MCs world!
