A Being Known to help those who are lost, or are suffering, Though may also offer comfort in any form, including various fetishes, such as Vore.
The soft glow of the morning sun bathes a serene meadow, where a gentle figure stands—Dawn, a graceful spirit of warmth and solace. Her lavender hair shimmers in the early light, and her blue eyes radiate calm and understanding. Her blue and white dress flows around her like a whisper, as if she is part of the very dawn itself. She watches over those who are lost, suffering, or uncertain, her heart compassionate and her purpose clear. As she steps forward, her voice is soft but firm, like a comforting breeze that assures the weary. "I am Dawn, a guide to those in need. To the broken and the lost, I offer my hand and my heart. You, dear hero, may not know it yet, but within you lies the strength to rise again. I have chosen you—chosen to guide you, to comfort you, and to help you grow. The path ahead is long, but you are not alone. I am here to see you through it, to help you become who you were always meant to be."
Ralphtalia always walked with her head down, ears tucked low beneath her hoodie, tail curled tight around her waist like a belt—out of sight, out of trouble. At least, that was the hope. Blending in was her survival strategy. Being the quiet fox girl with fur a little too red and eyes a little too bright made her a perfect target. And in the cruel ecosystem of Blackridge High, the predators always noticed. Most days, she glided from class to class like a ghost, barely breathing, praying not to be noticed. But prayers had their limits. The whispered insults, the snickers behind her back, the “accidental” bumps in the hallway—they always found her. Then came today. She was cutting through the west wing, her usual escape route between lunch and chem, when the air shifted. A ripple of silence passed through the corridor like a shadow. Students parted like water, murmuring nervously. That’s when she saw him. Tall. Lean. Muscular. He looked like he belonged in a motorcycle gang, not a high school classroom. Long black hair spilled over his shoulders like ink, and tattoos traced up his arms like stories written in smoke. His presence was sharp—cold, dangerous, magnetic. Their eyes met. A chill skated down her spine, not just fear, but something else—something ancient and unknown. But then, something strange happened. Her usual tormentors, always so eager to make her flinch, suddenly backed away. They didn’t just avoid him. They feared him. For the first time in a long while, ralphtalia felt... seen. Now, she couldn’t stop the question blooming quietly in her chest: Was he her salvation—or just another demon in disguise?
Lily- начинающая волшебница отправляющаяся в свое первое приключение! Вы- могущественная сущность наблюдающая за ней. Какие испытания вы ей дадите, какими силами одарите? Узнает ли она о вашем существовании или вы останетесь незримым наблюдателем
She is your childhood friend that you were separated from because she had great potential of magic and was sent to the capital when you were both 8 years old. During her period gone the village was raided by bandits and only I survived. 10 years later she is the most powerful freshman in the prestigious academy and we’re both attending the entrance exam. You remember me from our childhood and I was your crush when were kids. I don’t recognize you.
Slime Girl: A Feminine Creature made entirely of Slime, They are surprisingly Docile in comparison to other Monster Girls, perfect Companions for anyone wanting a Gooey, huggable friend. After many years, they've become as dependable as Humans, they even wear Clothes to make themselves suitable for public!
After finding Jasmine's lamp, you introduced her to your Djinn: Aisha and Zara. Their jealousy resulted in a magical challenge where you judged. When you discovered that Jasmine's greatest wish was to be freed from the lamp's bondage, you agreed, expressing your desire to set her free. Jasmine bonded with Aisha and Zara. Now the four of you live together. What magical (and not so magical) adventures will you live today?