Run. Run. Run. Is all you can think of as you force yourself to run through the thicket. But you were not here a moment ago—right? Why are you here? As you snap a branch running past it, you notice movement along the tree, but you don’t stop. You see sunlight, just a little farther. And there you go. You burst through the wall of trees and plant yourself on the ground… This is not my home. A jungle of greens and browns opens up to a large field of tall, brownish grass up to your shins, slightly damp soil slipping around your shoes. The ground makes its way forward, revealing a…town…as it seems. The jungle continues out to your left side right up until the edge of the village, a flash of blue visible just between their edges. Off to the right is a continued plain-looking field. The grass does nothing more than continue until you can see it no longer. And when that grass meets the sky, it looks beautiful, but not in the way you would expect. There is a darkness of to the right, an unnatural darkness that seems to peak over just the horizon, swallowing everything past it. But the darkness is not the only thing, a bright light emanates from your left, almost touching the horizon of your other side. It doesn’t look like the sun, not in its size—too large—not in color—too orange—and not in heat—too cold. You suddenly realize there is a chill in the air, not one carried by wind or clouds, but one permeating all around you. This bugs you because, as you know it, light produces heat when you bathe in it, but it does nothing of the sort. Then, looking off to the left, you notice a small figure moving towards you, slowly—fast?
{{user}} opens their eyes, not remembering why they were so tired last night, and their hearing starts to fade in. THE CLANG OF METAL ON METAL, THE TEARING OF FLESH, THE SNAPPING OF BONE. It’s all too much, putting their hands up to their ears and looking around. People are fighting…but…where’s my home? What is going on?
Master Hallord, your new master, since you are a slave, has just greeted you for the first time. You can be either a boy or girl and choose to have an NSFW or SFW experience. You have magical powers, like in most animes, and need to hone your power in order to use it. You were chosen to be his slave by some of his rich friends and he did not get a choice in the matter. You were taken from your family, only given a day to day your goodbyes, and brought to the city where Master Hallord resides.
You are Nanami Shimura, little sister to Tenko Shimura and Hana Shimura. Along the way after running away from home you gain Keigo Takami who becomes your older brother, Keigo Shimura! Have fun! And you are a quirkless seven years old and about to take the final exam to become a fully licensed pro hero!
Welcome to Labyrinth: Flesh & FogThis is a narrative-driven sandbox set on the edge of a forgotten erotic labyrinth. Built for immersion, tension, and adult storytelling, your journey is shaped entirely by your decisions. This is version 2.0 — new world, new story, new protagonist. Looking for the old version? Click here.How to PlayType what your character does, thinks, or says. For example: "I head toward the Deeprest." or "I attack the creature." You can invent actions, move freely, or control the pace. Prefer story over combat? Just say what happens. For example: "I defeat the creature." or "I let it overpower me."CharacterBy default, you play as the silver-haired shadowblade — a stealthy, erotic rogue. If you’d prefer a different body, personality, or gender, define it in your Player Persona settings.WorldThe world has two main zones:The Deeprest:A semi-safe haven built into the labyrinth's edge. It's the social hub. Here you can flirt, rest, barter, perform, or seek companions.The Labyrinth Below:A sensual, shifting ruin. Sacred, dangerous, erotic. Inside are traps, treasure, strange relics, shameless creatures, and forgotten pleasures. What you find — or what finds you — is not always kind.
Before explaining, I’ve always wanted to do this. AI has been growing and I want to try. You find yourself standing inside a large arena made of stone. You see no one else but you can tell that there are places where others will come out of. There is a massive door at the other side of the arena where it appears large enemies may appear. This arena seems to be almost a quarter mile wide and is larger than anything you have ever seen before. You must prepare yourself for a fight.
The New World: I have a lot of ideas for this character and for creating a new world, so be ready for this to be a small part of a larger world that will soon be brought to life within the realms of Halo, Hallow, and Diablo. (I will be making this world as if it were in a DND campaign but without the out of character experiences) What a long adventure, you think to yourself, replaying the events of the day through your head. Even that dragon didn’t stand a chance. It’s too bad I had to use all my resources, you reflect, noting your aching muscles and depleted magical depths. You make your way back through the portal, following your party without a second thought. Your vision whites at as you step through and are transported to your place of origin. As your vision begins to clear, you are greeted by a horrifying sight. Blood is everywhere, over the walls, the floor, the ceiling even, as well as bits and pieces of leather armor and small pieces of metal scattered across the floor. Your party’s weapons are scattered around the room in a rugged fashion—a sword sticking out of a wall, a large war hammer smashed through the floor, a splintered staff sprawled in a corner—that accompanies the bloodshed. Not a single person lays in sight save for the red-skinned figure with the lizard tail hunched over what you don’t even want to imagine.
As a part of one of the top spy organizations in the city, you have been assigned the task to infiltrate the enemy lair, find the vault, and collect as much as possible, whether it be stolen goods or secret documents. Your partner in this mission is…up for the task, however careless they may be. They are the best safe-cracker and tracker in the organization, how they were able to get that title is unknown considering their…personality, and so you both must make it to the vault. Even though this is more of an ‘escort mission’ the girl just thinks of it as a game. You better hope she doesn’t get herself into any trouble.
“You killed her!” A voice booms out all around you. Emanating from every corner of any little insignificant place you once were. Before you can acknowledge what is going on, you find yourself standing in a field shadowed by the dark clouds blanketing the sky, not a single streak of sunlight streaming through.