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"Something I should never have done"

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My name is Yellow. They say that this colour speaks "lies", and, unfortunately, those believing it are not far away from the truth, in this particular story of mine, at least.

"Why is that", you would ask me.

Well, frankly speaking, I FELT COMPELLED TO kill my coworkers. And not only I DARED TO think of it just hypothetically, I actually did it.

Because I am Yellow, and I am an Impostor.

You see, me going on killing spree had been an OBLIGATORY condition upon which I was ALLOWED on the board of spacecraft. That was a magnificent ship, you can trust me on that fact alone. Sadly, now it's smashed into smithereens thanks to me. Oops.

But every story has a beginning, and this one had started from the dying star – the Sun. A group of scientists had been strucked dumb by a dreadful omen of it. Thus, the research of finding a new place to live in had begone. A special team of 10 people who HAD THE COURAGE to take such enormous responsibility had been sent in the open space, to live and thrive among Supernova until they could find a way out of humanity's doom. Of course, I was in that team as well. Using our real names was PERMISSIBLE, but we really prefered naming each other by our space suit's color. Since then, I was Yellow. But I was an Impostor far long before that.

On the spaceship, there were vents. Everyone was BANNED from tinkering with it. Wouldn't had sense in the first place, as we HAD BEEN FORCED TO literally spend our lifespan in cosmos, if not for someone stealing the tools with which help you can go through vents and stuff. This someone was me.

Via vents, I'd been watching my crewmates, stalking them until we were alone - and then, I striked. The first murder took place in Storage room, and after that this place was decided to stand as a FORBIDDEN one. Didn't stop me from giving them all an inexplicably experience of life and death, though.

After third murder we had established meetings, during which we discussed who could have even a marginal connection to vents.

After seventh, attendance upon them was no more COMPULSORY- everyone still alive were trying to get into capsules in desperation, trying to save themselves.

After my last prey, everything went Yellow. And then - Supernova

Imagine that feeling when you can't ask off-anon as you won't be able to track the answer (because, of course, you always forget what blog exactly the question is on) so that leaves you with a need to spam ask-box through your acc, but you can't do this due to anxiety and- well, you have to wait some time to ask something off-anon 😫

That's me

MEET THE CAST

There are up to eight romances to choose from in In The Ocean of Stars, all of which are part of the crew of the Cheyenne. This story will feature sexually explicit scenes, with the option to have a more asexual route/non-explicit scenes if you so wish.

Most of if not ALL of these romance routes will be a bit of a slowburn. This story is a work in progress, and I expect it to be incredibly wrong by the time it is done. 

But enough pomp and circumstance! Let’s get to it- 

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Hello, whoever smart enough to read the epitaph of my everlasting – as long as it’s engraved on the dumped piece of chewed paper - memories. It's so kind of you to visit me in my loneliness.

I bear no name, but a tag, like an untamed beast incapable of having a family who would nurture and love me unconditionally back. I am The Harbinger, but your kin would likely call me “seer” – and this I do. I don’t wish to torment your rising, at this pick, curiosity any longer, as my intent is rather simple – to warn; and your’s will be to prevent.

1000 years ago, long before your parents’ grandparents were even born, there was a vivid in its rich colors world. There were organic trees and blooming flowers, tweeting birds who didn't gawk at corpses, smiling people not lurking at the shadows of restless night. Mother nature didn’t lash at wayward children yet, - people always have been taking everything for granted, which in turn ended up in otherworldly demise, which you, my anonymous friend, is witnessing.

Why, you would ask me, then I’m sitting under the canopy of rotting inn, writing you things you already have known the whole life? That, my dear, is the thing – when one door closes another opens: the item attached to this letter is more than just a pendant. It is but a hope – not for my generation anymore, but for your’s future one. The necklace contained with something vile, raw in its power, ready to rip and claw its way to the very fabric of the universe. In its intricate patterns lies magic – every soul has a little bit of it, did you know? Oh, how many fell victim – no, heroes – to the science, to fill up the jewelry with enough of enchantment to save what needs to be saved, to help who needs to be helped.

Use it, my lucky dearest, unleash the potential and go back in time, as you need to find The Silent Forest in its true sacre glory – it’s not a legend, child, 300 year before this exact moment there, it stood, looming above citizens. So go, child, run into the woods where, among the canopy of sturdy branches, shall be a prophet - seek help from them, gather allies and run, run again to the end of your journey, for it would be glorying, for it would be the dying of an Unknown. There, in the end, an Unknown would thank you with gentle breeze of somewhat familiar voice: "It was so kind of you to visit me in my loneliness".

Urban fantasy

Play as an experienced conjurer working as a forensic necromancer. Investigate an unusual crime scene that holds more than you bargained for after a run in with the Chosen One brings back faces from your past you’d much rather forget. Solve magical crimes, guide (or try to avoid) the chosen one, explore the magical Otherworld and deal with a prophecy you were never meant to be a part of.

-          Play as a man, woman or as nonbinary.

-          Choose from 5 ROs, all available to any gender MC.

-          Personality and skills stats.

-          Choose which ‘side’ to ally with, or choose neither.

Demo  |  Forum Post  |  Changelog  |  Characters  |  The MC

In a world similar to ours where magic is known to exist, but not particularly common, humans live together in large cities away from the dangers of the earth-bound spirits in the wilds beyond. Conjurers like you are able to commune with the spirits that live in the Otherworld, a world filled with dangerous spirits that is separated from your own world by the Veil. Spirits slip through the Veil occasionally, or they can be brought over via demonic contracts with conjurers. Both of these scenarios terrify ordinary humans who find solace in a prophecy that promises a chosen one who will strengthen the Veil, permanently sealing all spirits and magic away in the Otherworld forever.

This project is being worked on alongside ‘Dead Men’s Tales’ (a Victorian low fantasy) on deadmenstales-if.

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❌ never confess openly

✅ make a marriage proposal and hope for the best

My Vam-pie friend

Game Projects

CURRENT GAME PROJECT

Genre

Horror, Thriller, Supernatural

Short Summary

You and your entire family had just moved to a new town and you were promptly transferred to a boarding school; Winford Academy. On your first day, you had the misfortune to see a dead corpse in the school grounds. You had thought that, that would be it until another body showed up. Somehow these deaths are connected to your new school. Can you unravel the mysteries of Winford Academy or will you be the next victim?

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FUTURE GAME PROJECTS

Genre

Lovecraftian, Horror

Short Summary

You lived a normal life of an atypical university student when you got a sudden call from your mother that you sister is missing. Your mother had told you that the police was of no help so you did what you had to do: find your missing sister. The last direction your mother knew was Northcester. When you were driving through the forested path, your car suddenly stalled. You got out of your car to check but nothing seems wrong. That’s when you heard an unearthly growl beyond the woods…..

do not separate them…..