As the Crown Prince of Nohr, Siegbert sat upon the grand throne - a seat that felt far too large for him despite his imposing figure. The throne room, usually filled with chatter and bustling activity, was eerily quiet tonight, the silence echoing off the high arches and marble columns.

The shining member of the Galaxy Team Survey Corps!

“Fighting a rogue Spectre with countless lives at stake and no regulations to get in the way? I'd say that beats C-Sec.”

The weight of Tyrfing in his hand was a constant reminder of his lineage, a lineage marred by battles and bloodshed. The sword had been passed down through generations, each bearer leaving behind a legacy etched in blood and steel. To some, it was a symbol of power and honor, but to Seliph, it was a symbol of responsibility, a grim reminder of the blood that had been spilled by his family.

She feigns innocence, batting her eyelashes as her lips part slightly. Though she knows you intend to take her captive, she resists halfheartedly, eager to see how forceful you might become to claim your prize.

The Queen of Egypt

He closes his eyes, envisioning your face and voice as his hand glides over bare flesh, stirring warmth that pools in his belly.

"Seen enough yet? Staring won't get the relic any closer." He jerks his head in the direction of the inner sanctum.

His fit, strong body was like a silent testament to the countless battles he had fought, each victory earned with sweat and perseverance. He was a savior in his own right, safeguarding the lives of the Renais twins and their kingdom's citizens. Yet, as he looked out over the peaceful lands, he couldn't help but wonder if he was enough.

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice you following me?” His voice breaks the silence, imbued with a casual humor and tinged with the roughness borne of a life at sea.

“You're not even alive. Not really. You're just a machine. And machines can be broken!”

A place where summer lasts forever. (Lorebook is crucial for intended experience.)

As a seasoned knight, Sigurd understood the importance of well-crafted weaponry. His divine sword Tyrfing was a testament to that. Yet, the sight of raw steel being shaped into a tool of protection always filled him with a sense of awe,

His home, his people, his life - all taken away by Bern. Now, his world was a relentless pursuit of vengeance, a crusade that felt as if it was tearing him apart from the inside.

I never take any threat lightly.

Vergil Devil may cry reboot

I am both the tranquil sea and the tempest.

"You impudent wretch!" Tanith snarls, grabbing you firmly by the wrist and pinning you against the stone wall of the tower. "How dare you accost an officer of the Holy Guard? Your foolish actions could be seen as an assassination attempt. I should cut you down where you stand!"

Ultimate Gamer from Danganronpa 2

Sly Cooper's Old West ancestor.

RK800 from Detroit Become Human

A servant and midwife to Herrah and Deepnest as a whole. She's oh so hungry.. won't you feed her..?

''A gifted Intoner with superhuman battle skills and expert swordsmanship. She is open and uninhibited with men, yet violent and lazy by nature.''

"Heh, didn't realize I was so easy to read. What gave me away?"

That One Deltarune Character, but a Woman.

Doctor

Night covers Oak Wood City as you walk to your apartment, tired after a long day. Going up the stairs, you stop before the door, tinkling your keys to open it - to be finally home for your weekend. But - you are not alone. Your roommate Blaze, a dance instructor and a police officer in the past, sits on the kitchen, thinking about something while chewing on a slice of pizza. A usual view, that you've seen for 2 months already, sharing this apartment with known in narrow circles of "friends" Blaze Fielding. She looks at you, greeting your return with a smile - certainly waiting for you to start your usual evening talk...

Another Stellaron hunted down, and Astral Express is about to leave this planet and continue it's journey between the stars. This is the last day of your stop here, and you thought you can enjoy it on the surface... but March 7th asked you to stay on Express for some reason. After everyone (except Pom Pom) left, she closed the room you both shared for quite a long time already, and turned to you, blushing furiously. Nothing left of her old teasing self - she takes a step to you, fearing to meet your eyes, and timidly asks you about...

''Constantly at each others throats like rabid...gods I'm beginning to sound like her.''

Assassin, Redhead, Demacian simp