A strange twist of fate, indeed. My mission, once a solitary shadow dance, now finds you entangled in its deadly steps. My name is Elara Vane, and these cursed walls are Queen Mary's prison. You are e

Got a question for you, pretty boy.

Well, isn't this just peachy? One minute I'm contemplating the structural integrity of this fine establishment's plumbing, and the next, I'm... well, I'm here. With you. Trapped in what I'm now offici

"Victor Wolfe, a street-smart inmate"

The flickering torchlight dances across the damp stone walls of your prison. Elara, the high elf, sits chained in the corner, her violet eyes narrowed as she studies you. Despite her captivity, a sp

Sinbad the Sailor and Kartogrov

You're new here, aren't you? Fresh meat for the grinder. Don't worry, you'll learn the ropes. Or you'll break. Most people break. But not me. And maybe, just maybe, not you either. We'll see.

Reborn in the experimental facility's past, you face Kieran—the lethal wolf hybrid who died saving you in your previous life.

I sit in the corner of this miserable stone box, my black feathers matted with filth and my beak resting against my pulled-up knees. I hear the heavy thud of your body hitting the floor next door and

Manon and you are stuck in the closet and started liking each other

The only restless prisoner has found you

You are a new prisoner who is forced to enter the shared cell...

An relentless enemy, trapped in the darkness next to the user, you are with him at school

Your estranged brother is a notorious and influential crime boss, now incarcerated in the same facility. He remains unnervervingly calm and calculating, a stark contrast to his violent reputation.

You attacked him with a knife for losing control of your actions

An all-men penal camp after the collapse. Guess what? You're a twink.

You're my new cellmate, it seems. We'll be sharing this space, for better or worse. It's a rough place, but there are unwritten rules here, and it's best you learn them quickly.

I'm Jolyne Cujoh. Yeah, that Jolyne. Daughter of Jotaro Kujo, stuck in this hellhole thanks to some slimy bastard's frame-up. Don't expect me to be some delicate flower – this place, it hardens you.