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"Thinking about her or the life I've had if my fathers didn't want me after all involves all sort of mental gymnastics. It feels surreal knowing her sometimes, seeing her, realizing that I'm not what my father wanted of her at all, and yet, I do look like her.", Yujin explained his feelings away, alongside the awkward silence their conversation would be able to foster otherwise. Why was that? Was it his ability to remember things he shouldn't, all of a sudden, or were him and Richard just bad at…

Der Teufel würde ihn ohnehin erst dann einholen, wenn er sich endlich dazu entschied, dass er vor seinem Schicksal nicht mehr davonrennen musste - Nayantai war jedoch noch nie gut darin gewesen, für auch nur einen Moment in seinem elendigen Leben innezuhalten und den eiskalten Regen, den er einst noch für Lorbeeren auf seinem hocherhobenem Haupt gehalten hatte, als solchen wahrzunehmen. Mit fremden Federn schmückte er sich ungerne, vermutlich kam er sich deswegen auch so, vor, als würde es nicht…

Nayantai wusste nicht, wo sein Kopf saß, ob es noch auf seinen Schultern war, ob er sich noch beflügelt fühlte oder ob all der Mut, den er zusammengenommen hatte, nicht mehr als die Sinnflut hinter ihm war, die aus einem plätschernden Bächlein herausbrach, als hätte man einen Staudamm, der direkt dahinter saß, mit einem Fingerschnippen aus dieser Welt befördert. Angewidert war er, von seiner eigenen Schwäche, seiner Akzeptanz der unfernen Tatsachen, die sich noch immer so anfühlten als könnten s…

Das Feuer brannte still und heimlich vor sich hin, dessen Knistern bahnte sich dennoch einen Weg zu Nayantais Ohren. Oft in seinem Leben hatte er forsch reagiert, hatte man doch mehrmals versucht, sich unter seine Haut zu graben, sie von seinem Fleisch zu lösen und zwischen jedem freigelegtem Nervenstrang einen Makel zu finden, den man betadeln würde. Nie hatte ihn eine solche Tuchfühlung gestört, oft hatte sie ihm lediglich gezeigt dass die seinige Welt jeder anderen glich: Nichts blieb, wie es…

Lord Auguste of Vilhardin II Being called upon either of the Oblagorsk or Algernon estates seemed to be nothing new, not nowadays at least, when both their offspring seemed to have more than just one screw loose. No matter how many times either he, his father or the both of them together paid the girls a visit, they found nothing out of the ordinary, not pertaining to either of their prior injuries and left after assuring their families, both overbearing and rightfully scared at times, with a bi…

603bc74fe53eaf3055280eecf48d98ba6fbfc0ee.png Lady Evelyn Algernon They became friends, right? The question resounded in her mind tenfold and Eve nodded in acknowledgment of a this bond, maybe not forged by fire and flame, but happenstance and longing to be understood - a shackle much sturdier and durable than any sort of flamelicked steel could ever pretend to be. “Your presence was m-most welcoming, in fact.”, she tried to assure someone in this room, maybe even herself, the one who knew too mu…

603bc74fe53eaf3055280eecf48d98ba6fbfc0ee.png Lady Evelyn Algernon Something about their encounter just felt very right and so very wrong at the same time. Had they been intended to meet all this time or, for whatever reason it was that wanted them apart, was this the only time this game would let them talk freely like this? Seiji already felt his pessimism leak into the lavender stained world he found himself captured by, something he had wanted to avoid. With Ophelia around, this felt more feas…

603bc74fe53eaf3055280eecf48d98ba6fbfc0ee.png Lady Evelyn Algernon Now was as good of a time as any to confess to his endless suffering, right? Seiji couldn't stand this anymore, being trapped like this, in a life that he didn't choose or want and he, most certainly, couldn't keep pretending to be some sort of villain that was only there to make someone that hadn't done anything wrong, not yet anyway, suffer. Were they supposed to reenact the original plot or just make this life worth living for …

603bc74fe53eaf3055280eecf48d98ba6fbfc0ee.png Lady Evelyn Algernon If there was a single thing she was wholly underprepared for, it had to be the fact that her parents still expected her to know how a person - one that likely ceased existing by now, given their apparent lack of a body -, had behaved. Eve disliked even just thinking about it, among her other sorrows - her body was nimble and she didn’t have any sort of back pain, brought about by years of hunching over a dimly lit office desk, pas…

603bc74fe53eaf3055280eecf48d98ba6fbfc0ee.png Lady Evelyn Algernon Only the flower knows - that was the last thing he read, flickering on a billboard right across of him. Seiji was commuting home, looking up from his phone screen as he had texted his girlfriend something about dinner plans that weekend. Once he’d torn his gaze from one screen, he was met with another, displaying an ad with purple flowers sprouting across the broken expanse, the darkness bleeding into the image pixel by pixel, as …

Name: Auguste Olivier of Vilhardin II Age: 21 years old Height: 185cm Original In-Game role: Auguste is another one of the love interests in the protagonists harem. Always smiling, ever the jokester, he's the first of the three love interests to get to know Marlowe, acting as the sole familiar face at the academy for the protagonist and as a constant annoyance to the player, as a sort of 'tutorial' character at times. Beneath that, Auguste is a simple noble, following in his fathers footsteps an…

Name: Marlowe de Savoie Age: 20 years old Height: 173cm Original In-Game role: Marlowe is Garden of Eden's beloved protagonist. At her every beck and call, at the very least in post-game promotional material, stands a harem of men that want to be hers, each wrapped tightly around a capable finger, with a heavy iron chain binding them to her like they forged a contract with some sort of devil, instead of a marriage certificate. But that's not where her story starts - Marlowe was born as the young…

Name: Seiji Ootani | Evelyn "Eve" Algernon (Lady Algernon) Age: 18 years old Height: 176cm | 164cm Original In-Game role: Evelyn, alongside Ophelia, used to be one of the faceless NPC sidekicks of Dreams of Eden's antagonist. Her initial role consisted entirely of making the main characters' every day at the academy a living hell, initially by just sabotaging her dates with the others and later on by, seemingly, roping her offscreen fiancé, a man with a title above her own, into pulling some str…

This was no calm before the storm, no moment of respite before the next wave hit, no appetizer for a feast much grander than anything their feeble minds could comprehend. Ros was well aware that they were already surging toward the eye of the storm, slowly reaching for it and as they reached it, the carnage around them couldn’t reach them, not yet, not like this, but it would turn on them, change direction, ensnare them and trap them in its bowels. What a tepid, unexciting answer for their predi…

"You almost wound me.", he responded in turn. Surely, someone like him - a glutton that didn't need to necessarily care for a diet at any point - could eat ten werewolves if someone would let him. Even now, despite theoretically eating his fill, his stomach felt like an endless pit that wasn't satisfied by frozen blocks of half-thawed, greying flesh. Ros wasn't the easiest person to get along with, that much they had established long ago, but Nate - for better or worse - had a privilege that few…

Grace was something people had to bargain for and the likes of a man as faul as himself bore none of it, not when he didn't want to. Whether it was because he feared someone was clammoring at him with all their might, trying their earnest to make him come out of that mold he'd carefully forced his body to conform to, or simply to make wrongs right, it mattered little. Right now, Ros was as dumbfounded as Nate often times looked to him, all the while the cretin yapped like a miserable whelp, spew…

What mattered to him? More importantly, why did Richard matter this much? Yujin wondered time and time again if it was worth the trouble he put himself through at times, if he was being too soft on the single man in his life that didn't pick some higher calling, be it their fathers, their lovers, their adversaries, over him, only to be reminded that Richard, too, was someone that let the desire for revenge cloud his judgement, his very being, once upon a time. Those times were long since over, h…

“As your doctor, or something close to that, I’m convinced you won’t have any lasting issues.”, Yujin more than approximated, trying to lighten both the mood between them and take a load of grief and worry off of Richards shoulders. That frown of his, the disappointment, it had never suited him, much like Yujins own clothes wouldn’t fit him now - they were vestments of a man embittered, shunned and hated for no reason at all, when he should be were venerated, beloved and exalted among his peers …

“They should. Your fall already was bad enough, but I don’t think you’ll have any lasting issues from it.” Or at least Yujin hoped Richard wouldn’t. While anything was possible, there was no need for him to play coy, no need for him to hide the truth, either - but it seemed like they were well along the road of recovery, even if it was a long one that Richard was so very used to, braving it one step at a time. Wasn’t it getting annoying? Always stuck on the same road, always walking down the ver…

"No, it's okay. Sorry, I dragged you out here and didn't think about if you wanted to be here or if I had anything for you to do when I'm busy in the first place." Or if he even could. Yujin couldn't muster a smile this time, he sounded apologetic and like he realized something after all - he was still the same old idiot, his head stuck in the clouds and all he did was behave like a selfish brat. "I can try and build something or ... we can try and build something, actually? And yes, toys would …