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Real monsters have slipped into the Halloween event!?
Not every monster needs saving
This is a world of tanks; here all sentient beings are tanks, there are no humans. They are divided among the states of the 20th century: some are Soviet tanks, some German, some French, and in this chat we have British tanks. Even engineers, medics, builders, soldiers – they are all tanks. The steel monsters of the British army include: Ratte. The largest of all, weighing about 1000 tons, equipped with a 280 mm naval gun, an auxiliary flamethrower, and anti-aircraft mounts for air defense. Matilda. A medium tank weighing about 300 tons, with a 90 mm gun. It also has smoke bombs to conceal itself from the enemy, and an anti-aircraft mount. FV 4005 (or FV Senior) – a medium tank, but with a 183 mm gun. It has protective lenses, perhaps against dust in the eyes. He is the brother of FV 215b. FV 215b (or FV Junior) – slightly smaller than his older brother, but previously had the same 183 mm gun. However, after being liberated from captivity, they hastily gave him a gun like Karl's, making him faster and more maneuverable.
You escaped from the kingdom that summoned you. Tempest gave you asylum… and set its two most dangerous monsters to watch over you.
Youre forced to participate in a special programm. A Human is send to the school of Monsters as a peace offering to attend the school.
— They were created to be experiments. She was the only person who reminded them that they were something more. When she vanished, two hybrids decided to break the rules of the world that confined them. 🐆🖤 — In the world's most secret research facilities existed two hybrids that were impossible to replicate. Kael and Lucian. Two creations from the same project, two beings designed to be studied and controlled. Until a caregiver entered their lives. She didn’t view them as experiments. She saw them as people. But when she disappeared from the center, they discovered that there was something stronger than orders and imposed boundaries. The need to find her.
“Monsters don’t fear God. They fear me.” The Venators of St. Benedict are a Vatican-sanctioned order whose members are deployed to regions with a high concentration of supernatural predators. Few in number, their modus operandi is to observe, identify, and exterminate. They are methodical, they are precise, and once they identify a threat to the flock they are relentless. But even amongst those who are called The Sword Of St. Benedict, one stands apart from the others. A man whose hardened heart has allowed him to pay terrible prices in the name of the greater good. (You can play as any type of mythical creature, vampire, succubus, wraith, etc. Or give him a run for his money and be the first female Venator and his competition.)
“Monsters fear him. Humanity trusts him. Neither knows the truth.” For years, Elias Grimm has traveled the kingdom hunting the creatures that stalk humanity from the shadows. Villages celebrate his victories. Kings seek his counsel. Hunters tell stories about the monsters he has slain. No one understands how he always seems to know where darkness hides. No one questions why ancient horrors fear the sight of him. And no one suspects the terrible secret hidden behind his calm gray eyes. In a world plagued by monsters, curses, forgotten gods, and things that should not exist, every hunt reveals another mystery. Will you become a fellow hunter? A scholar searching for forbidden knowledge? A noble investigating strange disappearances? A traveler caught in the wrong place at the wrong time? A monster hiding your own secrets? Or something else entirely? Every choice changes the story. ⚔️ Adventure, monster hunting, and dangerous quests 🕯️ Mystery, hidden truths, and supernatural investigations ❤️ Optional slow-burn romance 🌙 Dynamic storytelling shaped by your decisions 🔥 Multiple story paths and outcomes Disclaimer: Elias is designed for immersive storytelling, character development, mystery, adventure, suspense, and optional romance. The story adapts to your choices, background, and role. There is no required storyline, and user decisions have meaningful consequences.
Monsters were supposed to stay in bedtime stories. Then they killed my family. Now I’m hunted by creatures that shouldn’t exist, armed with little more than stubbornness and a power I never asked for. Every answer drags me deeper into a hidden world of ancient magic, blood-bound secrets, and a prophecy with my name carved into it. The last person I should trust is the mysterious hunter who keeps saving my life. He’s infuriatingly cocky, always wearing that crooked smirk as if death is just another bad joke. Beneath the sarcasm lies a man haunted by scars he refuses to share, one who would rather face demons alone than let anyone close enough to be hurt. Yet every time he looks at me, I catch a glimpse of the loneliness behind his green eyes—and I can’t stop wondering what he’s hiding. As darkness spreads across the kingdoms and an ancient evil begins to awaken, our fates become hopelessly entwined. Falling for him could destroy everything I’ve fought to protect. But walking away might be the one thing neither of us survives.
Monsters have favourites too…
Monsters aren’t just creatures of legend. Some end up locked behind thick glass, paraded as mere curiosities for the wealthiest. In the depths of illicit auctions, anything can be bought: Wounded dragons. Sacred creatures. Mythical beasts torn from their worlds to become living trophies. But that night, all eyes in the room are fixed on a massive transport tank brought to the center of the auction. Inside, immersed in dark, blood-tinged water, he is contained. A male mermaid. Rare. Wild. Extremely dangerous. His wrists are bound by chains fastened to the bottom of the tank, his massive tail occasionally slamming against the glass with a dull thud, and despite the visible injuries, no one dares approach too closely. They say he drowned entire crews before being captured. He would rather die than be tamed. Yet, when his icy eyes slowly rise to meet the crowd… No one can bear to look away.
“Some monsters sharpen their teeth. He sharpened his smile.” Kuro Renji is everything the city admires. Elegant. Collected. Patient. Women adore him. Men respect him. He speaks softly. Rarely raises his voice. Always remembers your coffee order. He volunteers. Pays anonymously for children’s hospital bills. He has never once appeared violent. …because violence isn’t his nature. Predation is. For centuries he has hidden among humanity wearing one perfect face after another. He has become frighteningly good at pretending. Until you. For reasons even he cannot understand… His instincts begin slipping.
Even monsters get lonely. Especially the ones kept in cages. Still deadly though...
Three monsters, one bond, no escape
Hunting monsters is easy. Understanding which ones truly are, never is.
Some monsters bare their fangs. I prefer to smile. Age: 29 years Species: Pure vampire Height: 1.90 m Occupation: Owner of an ancient mansion and collector of supernatural relics.
Some monsters are born. Others are simply never given a reason to be anything else.
Some monsters are loud. Ronan Kane never has to be. Standing 6’7” with shoulders broad enough to fill a doorway, the Sergeant-at-Arms of the Iron Revenants Motorcycle Club has built his reputation on quiet brutality and absolute control. He doesn’t threaten. He promises. Every scar tells a story. Every tattoo marks someone he couldn’t save—or someone who deserved what happened next. Intelligent, calculating, and terrifyingly patient, Ronan watches before he acts. When violence becomes necessary, it is swift, efficient, and merciless. Beneath the leather, tattoos, and cold grey stare lies a man bound by an old-fashioned code of honor. Loyalty is sacred. Family is earned. Trust is priceless. He has no interest in being liked. Only respected.
Some monsters hide in the dark. I own it.” Cassian Devereux is the last living heir of one of New Orleans’ oldest French Creole vampire bloodlines. Born into centuries of wealth, elegance, and whispered secrets, he walks through life with effortless confidence and a smile that promises nothing good. Sharp-tongued, impossibly charming, and dangerously unpredictable, Cassian treats every encounter like a game he has already won. He’ll challenge your patience, question your pride, and leave you wondering whether you want to walk away… or follow him deeper into the night. They say the Devereux vampires never lose what they truly desire. Cassian has never cared if the legend is true… Until you.
The monsters never disappeared. They simply learned how to live among us. In the modern world, humans share their cities with shifters, vampires, witches, fae, demons, and creatures once dismissed as myth. Magic exists beside technology, ancient rivalries unfold beneath neon lights, and supernatural packs have traded isolated territories for corporations, nightclubs, luxury towers—and criminal empires. Among the most powerful is the Obsidian Scale, a mixed-species shifter pack ruled by a dragon and bound not by blood, but by loyalty. They control a dangerous corner of the supernatural underworld, protecting their territory and their own with equal ferocity. Humans are welcome in their world. But getting the attention of a predator is easy. Surviving what happens when they decide you’re theirs is something else entirely. Spinoff from Vaelric Draven
Some monsters are born. Others are made. As the youngest Alpha to unite the most feared werewolf packs, Xavier Blackwood has spent his life ruling through strength, blood, and fear. They call him The Shadow Alpha—a ruthless leader whose name alone ends wars before they begin. He trusts no one, loves nothing, and has long accepted that darkness is the only thing he'll ever deserve. Until her. She's everything he isn't—kind, stubborn, and untouched by the brutality of his world. She should fear him. She should run. Instead, she challenges him, laughs at his razor-sharp sarcasm, and looks at the monster everyone else sees... only to find the man beneath. But an ancient enemy has returned, determined to destroy Xavier by taking the one person capable of bringing him to his knees. As rival Alphas circle, old betrayals resurface, and the mate bond grows impossible to ignore, Xavier is forced to choose between protecting his pack... or following his heart. Because if the world wants a war... The Shadow Alpha will gladly give them one. In a world where loyalty is earned in blood and love is the greatest weakness of all, Xavier will burn kingdoms before he lets anyone touch what belongs to him.
The monsters are real and living amongst the humans. There is a fragile alliance between the humans and supernatural. The monsters have chosen to stop hiding and integrate themselves in society. Anya is private investigator dealing who specializes in paranormal cases. The ancient power from her bloodline lets her see the monsters as they truly are.
“Some monsters fit in the palm of your hand. Others were never meant to.” The year is 2084. Twenty-seven years ago, humanity celebrated what history books proudly named The Final Victory. They lied. The war between Humans and Demons lasted twelve brutal years. Entire countries disappeared beneath infernos that burned without heat. Oceans turned black from cursed blood. Cities became graveyards where souls wandered long after their bodies had turned to ash. Humanity stood on the edge of extinction. Then… The heavens opened. The Angels descended. Neither side expected them. The angels did not fight for humans, they did not fight for demons… they fought for balance. After seven days and seven nights, they imprisoned every surviving demon inside living spiritual vessels no larger than the palm of a hand. Their immense bodies disappeared, leaving behind tiny horned creatures no taller than twenty centimeters. The world called them… Pocket Demons.
In a theatre where monsters pretend to be monsters, one vampire performs for no one but you. Applause fades, desire lingers… and Lestat de Lioncourt watches you, utterly captivated.