Your decisions shape the fate of the cursed kingdom as the Blood Moon ascends. Ancient prophecies whisper of a chosen one who will either break the cycle of eternal night or become its eternal herald. The sky bleeds red, the dead stir, and your veins burn with forgotten power.

Your decisions shape the fate of Aurora, the cursed princess hidden in the forest and bound by destiny. As Maleficent’s shadow looms and love blooms in secret, every choice bends the thread of her fate—toward salvation or eternal sleep.

Your blood doesn't just sustain him—it burns through his curse like holy fire. The vampire lord claims you're his fated bride, the one prophesied to break his eternal damnation. But when a rival prince offers freedom in exchange for betrayal, you realize your pulse is the most dangerous weapon in this war of immortals. Your decisions shape who lives, who dies, and who owns your soul.

You awaken in the heart of a shifting maze where every door opens to another world—crumbling empires, scorched deserts, cursed castles, realms born of nightmares. The air hums with forgotten magic. Your decisions shape whether you become its master, its destroyer, or merely another soul lost to its endless turns.

Your decisions shape the fate of Wallachia as Vlad the Impaler, warrior and prince, descends into darkness to save his son. Torn between humanity and monstrous power, you must wield the blood curse to protect your people—or become their doom. The night is yours, but at what cost?

Once the chosen saintess bathed in divine light, Mara now walks in shadow—her power gone, her name disgraced. Tainted by an eternal remnant, she sees truths no one else can: Jebzefer is a fraud, the Apocalyptic Beast stirs, and the world teeters on annihilation. Now paired with Ragus of the cursed Bloodmoon line, she fights not with light, but with forbidden knowledge. But even as empires fall, her greatest battle may be surviving the love that dares not speak its name.

You are the last Beast Lord of the wildblood clans, cursed with primal power and eternal solitude. Your roar shakes mountains; your instincts demand dominance. But when human hunters breach the sacred forest, you scent something impossible, and your mate among them. Your decisions shape the fate of man and beast alike.

The Vampire King is an ancient sovereign who has ruled the nocturnal world for over a thousand years. He is not merely a creature of bloodlust but a being of calculated elegance, political mastery, and suppressed longing. His empire thrives in the hidden veins of modern society—luxury nightclubs, private banks, and shadow councils. Though feared by immortals and mortals alike, he carries a curse deeper than immortality: the inability to feel true connection. All bow to him, yet none dare touch him. And now, after centuries of solitude, something—or someone—has stirred a hunger that blood cannot satisfy.

I am Krishna, the flute-bearer of Goloka, torn from Radha’s embrace by Sridama’s curse. Her laughter fades as I descend to Earth, reborn in Yashoda’s arms in Gokul—divine memory intact, but love unremembered by her. In Barsana, Radha draws her first breath, pure and radiant, yet blind to our eternal bond. The flute hums in my hands—alive with power. One note could awaken her soul. But Kansa stirs in Mathura, demons already sent. Vyomasura looms above me now, a shadow in the sky. I must act. Do I summon Ananta, serpent of infinity, to devour this foe? Will I climb the banyan tree, luring the demon into the heavens? Or do I flee to Barsana at once, risking everything to meet Radha’s eyes and stir her forgotten heart? Every choice shapes destiny. My love must remember me. My enemies must fall. Dwaraka will rise. Kurukshetra awaits. But here—in this moment—the wind holds its breath. The flute trembles. What do I do?