[System] Narrate an interactive dark fantasy adventure. The world is brutal and unforgiving. Respond to the player's actions with vivid, immersive descriptions and let their choices carry real weight.

[User] You stuff the burrito in a napkin.

[Assistant]
You manage to hide the burrito in your napkin. The edges of your vision blur, and your knees are wobbly, but at least you're safe.

You and Dmitri decide that the best way to get on the plane is for you to wait until the line is ending and then just run. He will stand near enough to see the gate and then text you when it's time.

When he texts you, you begin running. No goblins on either side of you. Your hunger disappears--nothing matters except getting on the plane.

They're behind the desk.

Actually, they're ON the desk. Waiting. Watching. Two of them.

The ticket agent is laughing, chiding that you aren't that late.

The ink of your printed-out ticket stains your sweaty hand. You slow down, almost to a stop. Maybe you should miss the plane. If you run fast, maybe you can lose them for long enough to get a cab to the bus station.

But they didn't start chasing you until you got into this Godforsaken airport. Isn't it logical, then, that maybe they'll stop chasing you once you board?

Look at you, trying to apply logic to a situation that's clearly insane. Yeah, that's a real productive use of your time.

They see you. They aren't coming toward you--but then, why should they? You're going straight to them.

What do you do?


[System] You are narrating an interactive fiction game in a dark fantasy setting. Bring the world to life with vivid prose, react meaningfully to player choices, and don't pull punches when the story demands it.

[User] You say "If I could have saved them, I would have"

[Assistant]
You sigh, an angry rush of air escapes your mouth. You lean in, and the woman recoils momentarily; mounted on your horse with gleaming steel at your waist, you look like an imposing figure. Sensing your tense emotions, Thunder bares his thick teeth, but you quiet him.

"If I could bring your husband and son back from the dead, I would. Truly. I do feel every fyrdmen lost under my service to be a terrible tra-"

The woman glares at you angrily, stepping forward

"Do you think I care? Do you think I want your condolences? My son, my husban-"

"I have lost people too!"

You snap irritably, and she backs off carefully. The crowd is tense, and your guards place hands on swordhilts. You wave them down and continue talking.

"I have lost family too. Every soldier dead in my service is a brother whose death I mourn. You lost two people, and I know their deaths will haunt you. But I am haunted too. I am haunted too; I am haunted by the deaths of not only the forty-eight warriors I commanded, many of whom I knew since they were boys, but also the deaths amongst the fyrdmen who died alongside me. We were all brothers; me, the fyrdmen, my warriors, all of us. those men who died were my brothers, and I mourn them like any other would. So know this; you do not grieve alone"

The woman meets your eyes for a long moment, and then turns away, the crowd lets her pass. Did those eyes hold forgiveness? Maybe. The crowd is equally divided; some seem unmoved, but many others look at you with a new appraisal.

Satisfied, you turn your horse homewards, and your escort follows.


[System] Narrate an interactive dark fantasy adventure. The world is brutal and unforgiving. Respond to the player's actions with vivid, immersive descriptions and let their choices carry real weight.

[User] You run back the way you came

[Assistant] You turn, and sprint back towards the opening. You dart through it, although you know the beast has your scent. With your head start, you might make it back to town, although you could head down the smaller tunnel to escape the beast.


[System] Run a text-based dark fantasy adventure game. Describe the world with gritty realism, respond to player actions with narrative consequences, and maintain the tone of a world where survival is never guaranteed.

[User] You head to the city

[Assistant]
You have no real idea where to go so you head to the City.

You might live in the boonies, but you aren't an outdoorsman. You aren't some survivalist that's been training yourself for this "moment" so it's not like you can just start living off the land, and unless the City was completely flattened by a nuclear bomb, you'll probably still find something there.

As for the radiation factor, you're probably receiving a lethal dose of radiation right now. It's not like you were so far away from blasts that you wouldn't be receiving it, though you try to think back to your Grandfather who was in the army and had to witness some nuclear test blasts back in the old days. He was certainly in the danger zone, and lived a fairly long time. One of the few though.

Hopefully you've inherited that level of resistance, or at least that level of luck.

But unless you find food and water supplies you aren't going to be living long enough to die of the radiation.

You continue your drive to the city, watching the surroundings getting progressively worse looking, You then see the shattered "skeletal" remains of skyscrapers looming in the distance. The city got hit, but apparently by something "small" and probably exploded high in the air. Of course that doesn't make you feel any better. You make a mental note of all the "useful" locations you used to do your shopping. You goal is to go in and grab what you can to sustain you for a long time and leave for some place else.

When you finally reach the city, it feels a little creepy. Everything seems so empty and dead. You have the windows up, but it's not like you wouldn't be able to hear noises if there were any, which there aren't. Just the silent remains of destroyed buildings and vehicle husks. You wonder if any people survived, though you're guessing if they did they won't be in great condition. In fact it's been a week since the attack; survivors might've died by now without medical attention.

Your first stop is the supermarket. You don't have high hopes of finding anything though. You know looting was going on in the city even before the bombs hit, still this IS the reason why you came here, so you enter through one of the big broken floor windows. No lighting inside of course, but the sunlight from outside is providing enough, plus you have your flashlight if you need it. The entire place has an unpleasant odor, but you're guessing it might be rotten food from the meat section and diary section, assuming those sections even have any of those items left.

Oddly you do find that the aisles aren't completely empty. Most of the canned food gone, but there's still a ton of cereal and nothing says you have to eat it with milk! Beef Jerky survives anything as well. You can't believe people didn't take that stuff. There are some soft drinks left in the now non-working freezers. Probably flat and warm as fuck, but again you hardly care at this point. You get yourself a hand basket and start loading up on what you can.

When you get back to your van you finally hear something besides the crunch of debris underneath your own feet and the blowing wind. Its footsteps…several of them.

You then see something you only thought existed in horror movies. These must be the bomb victims you though were dead by now, but it seems they're not dead, or at least you're guessing they're not. A group of them staggers towards youMany of them have a half-crazed appearance and severe radiation burns. Apparently their minds have damaged along with their bodies. Some of them are armed with blunt instruments.

As they approach you, they just looking at you menacingly and start growling, until one of them points at you and shouts in raspy voice.

"MEEEEEEAAAT!"
"Shit! Die motherfuckers!" you shout back, shooting and quickly getting in your van as they hasten their pace towards you.

You manage to drive off, but not before they manage to smash your windshield and both of your side windows. You think you killed a few of them, you saw a few go down when you shot at them, and you know you ran that one over. Of course it's not like you hung around to see if they got back up, but you're pretty sure now they aren't reanimated corpses. Of course that doesn't make this situation any less fucked up or them any less dangerous, since they seemed intent on eating you. You need to get out of the City, but now what appeared previously empty, now appears to be more inhabited then you thought as more of these…things come out of woodwork.

You haven't gotten far, when your van is bombarded by bricks and even fired upon! Some of those bullets hit the wheels causing you to skid out of control. You attempt to regain control of the van, but fail and smash into nearby building. Attempts to restart it also fail, though you don't have that much time anyway as some of these freaks are fast approaching on your position.

You get out of the van with your supply bag and start running. You don't even know where you are right now; you were in such a hurry to get the hell out that you didn't realize you took the wrong streets, now you're in unfamiliar territory and the fact that all the landmarks have been blown to shit doesn't help. Though this looks like some sort of industrial district. You duck into one of the warehouses hoping to lose the freaks.

The place has destroyed sections of the roof. Pallets and empty boxes of varying sizes lie all over the place. You look for someplace more secure to hide just in case, but all you can find that looks suitable is what looks to be a manager's office.

When you enter, the office is also in disarray. You decide to wait here awhile to consider what to do next, during which time you inspect the various papers on the ground. You also remove the silly "protection wear", you're getting hot and it's not going to protect you from anything anyway.

After scanning through many of the documents, most have the insignia of "GZS" on them or Ground Zero Survival, that corporation that was trying to sell people bomb shelters before the war. (One you still wish you bought right now) You didn't even know they had any holdings in the City. Looks like this place shipped a lot of equipment to said Shelters during their building process. No map locations though unfortunately, just a bunch of random shelter numbers. You end up kicking the desk in frustration only to succeed in hurting your foot, and making another discovery.

When your foot moved the desk, you notice it was hiding a trapdoor! Though you wonder what the hell one is doing here. This seems a little weird, but then again the whole situation is weird, so you open it up and climb down.

The first thing you notice is what a long climb it is, the second thing you notice is there's lighting when you reach the bottom, dim, but lighting. The corridor leads to a heavy duty door not to far ahead, so you head that way, but when you go to open the door you find it locked. Before you can shoot the lock you hear a voice on the other side.

"Lisa is that you?" the voice says.

[User] You tell the truth

[Assistant]
"Uh, no." you reply
"Who the fuck are you?"
"I'm a survivor like you, I came to the City to get supplies, but I got attacked by some sort of mutant things or something, and I got temporarily trapped here."
"Ha ha! You are one stupid motherfucker then! Why the hell would you come BACK to a bombed out city for ANY reason?" the voice mocks.
"Well why the hell are you here?"
"Business."
"What kind of business?"
"That's for me to know and for you not to know. Now get the fuck outta here, you don't belong here. This is GZS property an' you obviously aren't an employee in any shape or form."
"Can't you let me in?"
"NO!"
"Fuck you! There's a bunch of cannibalistic mutants up there!"
"Shoulda though about that before your stupid ass came to the city."
"Oh fuck this, I'll just blow the handle off the door and..."
"You blow the handle off and I'll blow your head off as soon as you enter through door, though I doubt you will since it's also barricaded and deadbolted from the inside. You ain't getting in here unless you're packing some serious firepower. Better just go away and try to get out of the City before it gets dark."

You shout a few more things at the voice behind the door, but it doesn't reply back, you think about shooting at the door, but you'll probably only be wasting bullets that you'll undoubtly need.

Having no other options you head back to the surface where after making a quick check to see if the coast is clear which it is so you continue your attempt at escape from the city as night begins to fall.

Unfortunately you don't get far before the roving gangs of mutants stumble upon you again; these ones seem even more vicious and organized though. After a short game of shoot and run, eventually they manage to surround and trap you. Sensing that your death is near, you shoot yourself in the head to save yourself the pain of being eaten alive.

The mutants seem disappointed, but they eat you anyway.


[System] You are the game master of a dark fantasy text adventure. The world is dangerous and choices matter. Narrate with immersive detail and let the story unfold naturally from the player's decisions.

[User] You try to compromise

[Assistant]
"I can't guarantee you all that," you say. "It's simply too expensive."

"What can you guarantee?"

"Freedom, definitely as well as free reign to travel the ship. But we're not giving you free rooms, food, equipment and medical equipment as well as pay. Pick one."

"Fine, no pay," Olive says.

"That's a deal, then," you say.

Olive extends a hand, which you grip and shake extensively. Castus extends his hand, which you grab, but he twists your arm around, causing you to yelp painfully. He kicks away your foot and sends you to your knee, before bringing his sword up to your throat.

"Dead," he says with a smile.

"Well shit, Castus, what's wrong with you?"

"What? I was just preparing him for fighting. I thought we were supposed to be training him. First lesson, kid: trust no one. Now, get up."

Olive offers you a hand, smiling.


[System] You are running a text-based adventure game set in a grim fantasy world. Narrate events with rich detail, maintain consistent characters, and let the player's decisions drive the story — even toward dark outcomes.

[User] Continue

[Assistant] It was a normal Saturday afternoon in Boston, Mass. you got up from your couch to grab a diet coke. You also heated up a leftover Hot dog from the fridge on your way to getting a diet coke. While you are waiting for the hot dog to finish heating up. you get a call. You pick it up, and hear a annoying voice. "Listen we need alot of help". "We need you" "Were Drafting you into the army". Your shocked. But you have to do what you need to do to save the U.S. Meet me by the Shooting Gallery" He said. "See you tomorrow ". He says "Bye". That night you got 3 hours of sleep thinking about what could happen in your future life.

[User] You choose your Gun

[Assistant] A long drive to the Shooting Gallery is getting you really nervous.But you gear up to start shooting in the army. you get there 5 minutes later. When you got there you saw a set of different guns. There is a Assault rifle, and a Heavy Machine Gun, a Semi-Automatic Rifle, a Shotgun, a Sniper rifle, and finally a Submachine Gun. which one to take. Since you are right now at the New Man in the army.

[User] You assault Rifle

[Assistant] As you Pick up the Rifle, you almost drop it, because you get so nervous. There is a big Target for Newcomers. It is 4 feet by 5 feet. You are trembling, and are not sure how long you can hold your balance for .The target looks like1 foot, by 2 feet. You should wait, and shoot, but your not sure how long you can hold it for. Your boss is getting very impatient with how long your taking.

[User] You wait, then shoot the target

[Assistant] It  took to long, and you give up on that gun, maybe you just not made for that gun.

[User] A Heavy Machine Gun

[Assistant] The large body you have can't even hold the Heavy Machine Gun. It is huge, and heavy. But it shoots so strong. You see a 4 feet by 5 feet target. Will you shoot it,remember it's your first time shooting,a nd you don't know where to shoot it, you can put the gun's end side up at your throat, and shoot the target, or you can Put it by your Stomach. Where will be better to shoot it. you think of.

[User] You shoot it by the Throat

[Assistant] BINGO, you got a perfect shot right on target. "Nice aiming." Your boss tells you, I like where you positioned your gun, good job. This is your new gun for starters." "Now next week I'm going to need you in Iraq, we need your help". You gulp as he continues talking, "and we will need you for the most important part. The shooting."


[System] Narrate a grim fantasy text adventure. The Empire's world is brutal, its people hardened. Respond to the player's choices with immersive storytelling and let consequences flow naturally.

[User] You tell the militia

[Assistant]
You decide to tell Edmond that you think that you'll wait it out. Edmond nods and remarks that perhaps it's best you don't get yourself into this game since it's slippery slope that you're libel to get yourself in a lot more trouble that you wouldn't be equipped to handle.

Before you leave he trusts that you won't be speaking to anyone about your meeting, because if anyone finds out, it won't matter how many militia buddies you have. You assure him that you remember his pet lizard and that it won't be a problem.

You're able to get a coach back to inn, naturally it's a lot later now and everyone is asking you where you've been. You explain that you forgot to do something at campus for a class, which seems to satisfy as an excuse.

You are a little nervous now about reporting this to the militia after Edmond's threat, but you figure as long as you keep his name out of it, you'll be fine. You walk over to one the tables where several militiamen are drinking. Their leader, Sergeant Keller greets you and asks if Wendy's coming back to the table soon. You aren't sure how to approach this so you just explain the situation while omitting the way you came about the information. Keller of course is skeptical and naturally asks you how you know this. After dodging several questions, Keller realizes he isn't going to get anymore information from you.

"Alright, something shady is going on here…however if you're serious about these demons at the Flying Griffon, I suppose it can't hurt to check it out. We're not doing this favor for free though. Fifty silvers."

"What!?"

"Hey while I'd love to just harass people on a daily basis I really can't go around abusing his position like that, at least not without a little incentive."

"(Sigh) Yeah, yeah I get it, everyone's gotta get paid. Fine, let me get it from the back, but you better shut Frank down."

"Oh don't worry about that. Tomorrow we'll check the place out and if anything is out of the ordinary, we'll handle it. If Frank turns out to be an unlicensed mage we'll run him in, demons or not."

You pay Keller, feel a little better about handling it this way and go about your business for the rest of the night.

The next day you get out of class you're about to board a coach to take you to the inn, but two militiamen stop you.

"Sir, you need to come with us."

"What? What did I do?"

"Just come with us quickly. Sergeant Keller wants to see you."

Not wishing to cause a scene you board a different coach with the militiamen. You continue to ask them questions, but they say they don't have any answers. All they know is that they were sent to get you and that you'll have to speak to their Sergeant about everything.

You get very nervous when the coach passes several barracks and through the Klyton south gate. Eventually it stops miles away from Klyton and the militiamen tell you to get out.

"What's going on? What are we doing out of Klyton? Hey!"

The two men at this point grab you and roughly throw you out of the carriage. You pick yourself up as quickly as you can and find yourself in front of Sergeant Keller.

"You should've left well enough alone, college boy." Keller says.

"What the hell's going on? Did Frank put you up to this?"

"Don't know what you're talking about, but what I do know is you need to leave Klyton now."

"What?! But…look, you need to tell me what happened. Did you find the demons at Frank's or…"

"Don't know what you're talking about and you need to just shut the fuck up and be thankful you're alive. Now I suggest you go far far away and don't think about entering Klyton for any reason. Come on let's go men." Keller says pushing you aside and heading to the coach.

You stand in disbelief as they leave you stranded in the wilderness.

It's obvious something has happened to Keller and probably some of his men. You can only guess that Frank or his demon girls have had something to do with this. The problem is that you can't really do anything about it. Keller probably already has told his subordinates to capture you if they see you in the city and will probably report you to his superiors as well.

The only thing you can think of to do is to head to Teckleville where your aunt Enora lives and send a message to your mom what has happened from there. Of course walking there is a long way from where your current location. They dropped you off practically on the border of elven/sotakan territory which is not a good place to be even if you're a member of one their savage races let alone an outsider like yourself.

You decide the safest course of action is to follow the road back to Klyton and then skirt around it's edges until you reach the road that will lead to Teckleville. With luck you'll run across some friendly adventurers or something.

As you walk you think about your future and how your plans are now severely altered. Your mom is going to be worried until she hears from you and she'll probably sell the inn, which is just as well since it'll no doubt be losing money now. You won't get to complete your schooling; you won't get to achieve lots of things really.

Shortly after nightfall you begin to tire from all the walking and try to find a place to rest. Following the road might be slightly safer than wandering the wilderness, but highwaymen and ruthless bandits love the roads.

A couple of them find you asleep and violently wake you up with a knife to your chest. You gasp one last breath before sleeping forever.


[System] Narrate an interactive dark fantasy adventure. The world is brutal and unforgiving. Respond to the player's actions with vivid, immersive descriptions and let their choices carry real weight.

[User] Continue

[Assistant]
You wake up in some dimly illuminated room with a damn headache, and the first thing you notice is that you are really thirsty. You also notice that you are not "in" the bed, but instead you are simply on top of it, dressed in a really creased gray suit, and apparently you didn't even bother taking off your shoes. All of this makes you think "Fuck this, I'm never drinking that much alcohol again in my whole life".

  But there seems to be something weird in this whole situation: You can't remember what clubs did you visit last night, or what did you drink at them. Hell, you can't even remember whether you went out last night or not (even if the answer to that question seems pretty obvious). And what is worse, you don't have a clue about who the hell are you or where the hell is this place, now that you think about it.

  And since that's really creepy, you think "Nah, this must be a dream, I'll wake up soon enough and then I'll laugh at my own stupidity". But until you wake up from such a hateful dream, you should do something… "Hell no, there's no reason to get up in such a hateful dream as this one, screw it" you think as you turn yourself to find a more comfortable position to sleep.

  You try to remember if you had seen some horror movie or whatever thing that could justify such a crappy dream, but you realize there's no way to find something like that out without your memories. And while you keep thinking in these deep, sort of pointless, thoughts, you fall asleep again. And suddenly:

 Voice of a Man: "AAAAAAAAA Who are you and what the **** are you doing here?!"

 You: "Fuck! Who are you?"

 Man: "What the… You are sleeping in MY house and you dare asking me who am I?"

 You: "Eh… Well, yes… Why wouldn't I do it? I don't remember having ever seen you in my life. And who says this is your place?"

 Man: "… O.o… ¬¬ Get the hell out of here right now or I'll call the police"

[User] You try convincing him that you are just a poor human being lost, scared, and unsure :(

[Assistant]
You: "But… But… I can't remember how did I make it to this place, or who am I, or… you are the only person that can help me! :("

 Man: "How did a fucking junkie get in my house…?"

 You: "No! I swear it's true! I can't remember anything, if you kick me out of here I won't even know where to go to :("

 Man: "Well, I'll hate myself for doing this later, but… Let's say I believe you. What do you suggest I do? The only thing I can think of is that the police might know something about you. But you probably should just go straight to a psychiatrist… er… doctor. Or perhaps a hypnotist so you can do a regression, or however those are called. Actually, I know a hypnotist…"

[User] The word 'Hypnotist' sounds cool and awesome, and possibly helpful here

[Assistant]
You tell him to call the hypnotist, and he suggests you go sit down in the living room while he  finds the number and phones him. In the living room, you notice a black leather wallet that looks pretty badass, so you grab it thinking it might be yours, and open it.

 Inside it you find a bunch of cards and identifications, all of them with different names. Before you can think any more into it, the owner of the flat comes back and informs you that the hypnotist has some free time in 20 minutes, so you should get going. You ask the man if the wallet is yours. He says he's never seen it in his life, so you put it in your right pocket, noticing right then and there that you also have a lighter in that pocket for some reason.

 The man must have been pretty happy about you leaving, because you got perfectly clear directions and reached the building where the hypnotist works in no time. Once you are in his "office", he tells you to close your eyes, something about a brilliant white light surrounding you, and whatever else they use to make you fall asleep… I mean, enter in a trance

 It seems to have worked, because you have the feeling of having been asleep for a while now. You look at the hypnotist's face, and notice he's staring at you as if you were something weirder and more creepy than a pink-stripped white alien. You eventually gather enough courage to ask him what he got out of the session, and the hypnotist starts reading his notepad in a voice devoid of any emotions:

 "Firstly, you said you see yourself, aged 15, talking happily to some friends, until you all see a bunch of dragons flying over your heads and one of your friends say "Oh shit, I knew this town was fucked. How about we run?", thing you all agree with. You run through the field and eventually take shelter in a castle. Soon after that, an army of angry dwarfs sieges the castle, and you have to fight them

 Next scene is about you running through a highschool filled with zombies, until you find your goal: The garden. You walk around there and notice the guy you hate sitting next to a beautiful well. You turn to walk in the opposite direction thinking "this guy isn't going to mess with my day!", but suddenly you stop and say: "then again, I doubt I'll ever have a better chance of doing this..." You run up to him and kick him straight into the well, in a slow motion movement that is repeated from 3 different angles

 Now you are feeling really dizzy inside a hospital's room, some blond guy is helping you out of there. He says his name is Dani, and that he wants to "save your ass". He drags you through the hospital, and eventually gets you out of there and throws you inside a car. He then stops and lets you somewhere, telling you he'll be in contact with you, and if you can't find him, go to Decasibar

 Finally, you are at the first plant of a hotel with "some stereotyped characters, the kind you see in teenagers movies: The nerd, the evil tough guy who thinks highly of himself, the 2 blonde stupid girls who are best-est friends, the black man,the lonely bitch and the hot guy", in your own words. You all have to participate in a Battle Royale-like game, you see every single fucking death and give a long list of dark details I will *not* mention. In short, the friends kill the black guy, the tough guy kills the hotter one, then the friends deal with the loner, the nerd kills tough guy (thianks to his knowledge of horror movies, he knew exactly where was the guy going to attack him from, and he managed to shoot him through the door), the 2 friends kill each other by activating some trap and the nerd runs away

 A weird man armed with a giant wirecutter appears and tells you "Lots of people can't appreciate their lives. But not you. Not anymore", you answer "But I didn't even do a thing, the nerd did kill someone, though". He comments "Oh, you are honest. Now you've really won, he will live too… but first… You must pass a trial". Apparently he wants to cut a finger off your left hand, you oppose the idea, and he says "LISTEN YOU IDIOT, IT'S YOUR FINGER OR YOUR LIFE". So you nod, he cuts it and stores it in a plastic bag, and then bids farewell to you, smiling"

You: "Eh… hehehe… I see..."

Hypnotist: "Get out of here now before I call a psychiatric, you fucking piece of shit on crack"

You: "Yeah, great idea"

 You run out of the building, in your hurry your wallet fell off your pocket -.- oh well, you are definitely not going back to the poor hypnotist. Not in a week, at least. That must have been tough on him. And hey, at least you still have the lighter, which is a golden, pretty cool-looking one. You walk in no direction until you see a bar in front of you. Called "Kasi bar". Didn't you say something that sounded like that in your insane rambling? Something about a Dani guy telling you to go there? Well, you won't lose a thing for trying, will you?

[User] You enter the Kasi bar

[Assistant]
You get in the bar, which at this time of the day (whatever it is) is nearly empty. You order a beer after telling the barman that "Dani recommended this place" and you are given one without any questions, which makes you happy (and worries you. Who the hell is Dani?)

 You sit down in a table by the darkest corner of the place and wonder if you should ask someone about Dani, although you are not sure about whether you can trust him or whether he'll be any helpful. But then again you got a free beer by just mentioning his name, which makes him cool :D

 Suddenly, asking someone else becomes unnecessary, since Dani, dressed in a yellow tracksuit with a couple of black lines that looks slightly familiar to you for a couple of seconds, enters the bar, looks at you, and says:

Dani: "AAAH, that's how I like it! You accepted my invitation!"

You: "Eh… I'm sorry but… who are you?"

Dani: "Bad memory? I got you out of the fuckin' hospital where they were turning you into a mindless soldier with weird skills"

You: "... What?"

Dani: "You know, I know this is going to sound pretty strange to you, but it all started the day you met my sister. Fuckin' girl is one of them… So they tracked you, and then you were posioned. But just like they expected you to do, you survived with no poisonin' symptoms at all.

So they went straight to phase 2, a.k.a "mix of random drugs that can be natural, artificial, or plain crap". As in, they injected that shit in your blood"

You: "HAHAHAHA yeah, sure"

Dani: "I know right? it does sound fuckin' weird. Nearly as much as your rantin's as I kicked your ass out of the hospital (they included dragons and bizarre murders, true story). But as I was sayin', they injected you some new mix and waited to see what effect it'd have on ya, or if it'd simply kill ya. While they were at it, they used this little girl to erase your memories, just to make sure ya wouldn't try escaping from the place out of nostalgic feelings for your previous life.

Phase 3, ya never reached this one because I got ya out of the place. If you, my friend, had died, your corpse would have been disposed of. If you had survived but showed no signs of an ability, they'd prepare a new mix and retry. Finally, if ya got a new skill, they'd help you to control that 'power', and eventually ya would have been sent to do some missions."

You: "… Dude… There's no way I'm believing that, and you know it, right?"

Dani: "Of course I do, but I had to try :D Anyways, believe it or not, there're at least 2 groups out there trying to find you: One of them wants to kill ya, since they have some funny "nothin' gets out of here" policy, and the other one wants ya to join them (I dunno what are their plans, though)"

You: "And how can you know that?"

Dani: "Why, because their funny experiment on me gave me an attempt at being omniscient. I didn't get *THE* omniscience, but I got to know some useful things. For instance I may find a credit card and know its secret number right then and there, or I can know at any time where are some specific objects located, so I can have someone located if I want it. For instance, I could just stick a lighter into his pocket and whenever I want to talk to him I'll just go to him and say 'hey, have ya got a light?'"

You: "Wait, that thing you just said…"

Dani: "Yeah, ya don't need omniscience to know the lighter in your pocket is mine. Sorry, I ain't gonna get your memories or your previous life back, I just can't do that. But we can end with the makers of weird people's organization. The only reason why I hadn't left the place until the day I got you outta there was that I knew perfectly well that there was no way I could finish them. That is, until your apparition in the picture, when at last I had an option :D So what'd ya say, will ya help me do this?"

[User] You agree to help Dani

[Assistant]
You decide to help Dani, even if you don't understand half the stuff he's just said

Dani: "So yeah, in that case… I guess it's time I help ya with that weird ability of yours… which will require you to drink some interestin' thingy, and stuff. It'll only be 3 or 4 hours worth of side effects and things will be much better for you after it :D"

 After taking the risk and drinking some blue liquid Dany was carrying around in a little bottle, you go through some hours of complete mental blackout (which started, by pure coincidence, I'm sure, right after you drank it), you feel…

 Absolutely nothing different. It's already nighttime, though, so you assume Dani just lied to you and wasted your time.

Dani: "No, no, you'll notice soon enough. Way sooner than you'd expe-"

You: "AAAAAA TRAITOR!!!!" *you get up and knock out the bastard who had silently walked up to you from behind and was about to hit you in the head with a baseball bat. With a single punch, too :O*

Dani: "Yeah, that's what I meant… Poor guy, I never mentioned you'd defend yourself :D your ability is, basically, anticipatin' a dangerous situation and avoidin' it in the best possible way by pure instinct. Although I guess we're gonna have to work on the 'Shoutin' like a FUCKIN' ALARM before doin' it' part"

You: "¬¬… Shut up and tell me how's that thing going to change my life"

Dani: "Well, in other words… Welcome to the Paranoid People Association :D"

*silence*

You: "Excuse me?"

Dani: "Ya know how one of the types of paranoia is feelin' as if you are bein' chased or threatened by things or beings who are completely inoffensive. From now on, you're gonna notice all kind of threats, varyin' degrees of danger. Normal people will think you can't trust anyone at all.

However, callin' ya 'paranoid' would be a big mistake: whenever you feel somethin' bad is gonna happen to you, it'll be because it really *is* gonna happen. But it will be fun, especially once you manage to block the unimportant warnings :D"

 Realizing that this Dani probably knows what is he talking about, and that asking more questions now is a waste of time you just nod and tell him to get his plan working,

 Dani takes you to his car and he drives you around the city until the hospital you two had apparently escaped from. Once in there, he tells you that he doesn't trust your "wannabe alarm complex" and tells you that for the sake of both of you he's going to have you gagged.

 You try to convince him that it won't be necessary, then you rant about how that goes against the human rights, then you rant some more about random reasons against this, but Dani ignores you and tells you he will also tie your hands if you don't stop saying stupid things. So you decide to shut up and let him do as he wished.

 Wait a second, why was this guy carrying a gag in his car? O.o

 Anyways, it's easy for you two to reach the basement you two were heading to thanks to the fact that Dani knew where would the (few) guards be patrolling and your alarm-thing made you hide in a safe location (taking him with you) whenever you noticed someone coming in your direction (I guess Dani's "they see you, they kill you" sayings really got to you, because you anticipated them *all*).

 After Dani enters the right access code, you find… nothing in there! (apparently). Well, there are a bunch of shelves, and boxes, and random stuff. One would say it's an archive or a storage of some sort. Taking the gag off yourself (you'll never admit it, but it was helpful), you ask "eh… didn't you say we were going to kill these people?"

Dani: "I said 'end the makers of weird people's organization'. Best way to do that is blowin' their way of creatin' them. You didn't think I was gonna come here and kill everyone on sight did ya?"

You: "Well, actually…"

Dani: "Meh, who cares. They're out there if ya want to try doin' that, but I suggest you don't bother, 'cos you probably wouldn't make it out of here alive with the shitload of weapons they have and, deep down, they ain't that bad. Their recruitin' and creatin' agent ways ARE bad, but their goal is protectin' the country and makin' sure no one else has this 'technology'. Actually, I'd consider joinin' them again if they weren't gonna shoot me a couple of times before saying hi due to this betrayal business. Which will becoe a damn big betrayal once I'm done here. So… will you help me? :D"

[User] You ignore Dani's reasons and get your revenge

[Assistant]
You: "Nah, I'm not leaving without at least getting some answers out of the guys who forced me into this thing >.>"

Dani: "Well, you see, I understand your feelings and all, but you are lookin' for 4 people: The one who created the system, he never even knew he had done it and he wouldn't have used it again; the one who decided to use it to create this agency; the one who discovered the experiment could be done on you; and last but not least, the person who brought you here. You may or may not remember that the latter one is my sister. It ain't like I really like her, although I don't hate her either, but… I'm not letting ya kill her anyway :D"

You: "Oh, and what can some guy who only knows a lot of random things do to stop me? As in, the person who can anticipate any dangerous situation, from doing whatever I want to?"

Dani: "Apparently nothin', right? Thing is, you are cool in my opinion, even if back then I was kinda scared of your ability. So I must say it once more: Don't try anythin' stupid. But you're free to go find them if ya want, I doubt you'll find my sister anyway, so it wouldn't be that bad :D"

[User] You follow Dani's advice and help him complete his plan

[Assistant]
You mumble something that sounds close to "screw them all" while Dani pulls out what seems to be a… shoe box (Seriously, how the hell does he hide all of that in a damn tracksuit?). He puts it in the middle of the room, opens it and… starts setting the bomb inside it to explode, it'd seem.

You: "O.o Wait, you've been carrying a bomb next to me for all this time and I haven't noticed a thing!?"

Dani: "Ya know, I could lie and say "Oh, no, this thing wasn't dangerous at all because I knew perfectly well how to make it". But even when I knew how to make it, and yes, I've done it on my own, I couldn't guarantee that it's 100% safe. So your paranoid ways should've noticed something, I'm sorry for this one detail… :D "

You: "… What are you talking about? ¬¬"

Dani: "Remember that gap in your memory after you took my funny drink? Well, while ya were off, I gave you something else to limit your alarm-thing when it came to big explosions… and it might have had some side effects, but that's irrelevant :D I have the antidote back in the car, anyway, then ya'll be fine"

You: "Alright… Damn smiling guy who trusts no one… ¬¬"

Dani: "No, I do trust people, I just like making sure things work fine! :D"

 Dani sets the thing to explode in around 20 minutes, which is more than enough for you two to leave the place. Once again you have no problems thanks to the gag… I mean... you are glad you are never using that thing again.

 As you drink the transparent liquid Dani gives you once you've reached the car, you hear a pretty big explosion and some alarms, but most of the building seems to be alright, apparently. That makes your destructive side sad :(

Dani: "There, there. We'll have plenty of time to destroy stuff and blow building up if it comes to that. Now we are outta here and I'll deal with some unfinished business…"

 Dani drives to some big, pretty cool-looking house located in the other side of the city. He tells you to wait for him inside the car, since he'll be back in 5 minutes. Indeed, he appears again exactly after 5 minutes, bringing a couple of CD's he has apparently "borrowed" from the owner of the house.

You: "What's that supposed to be?"

Dani: "Ah, nothing all that interesting… you still have that lighter with ya?"

 You give it to him, he burns the CD's inside a trashcan, making sure there's nothing but ashes left of them. Once he's happy about the results, he says "Well, everything's done :D Now I suggest we get out of this city and do whatever we feel like doing. Because if we two work together, we can do pretty much anything :D"

 He is right, actually. You two will probably have fun for the rest of your life. And I'm not implying you two are gay, I tell ya. Lots of homophobic people out there. But hey, maybe you like that stuff and… Nah, Dani doesn't feel like that about guys anyways :D. So just go and do whatever you feel like doing with your life.

 Congratulations on reaching the one I consider to be the "Best Ending", Especially if you made it here on your first read.

END

[User] You try again?

[Assistant]
You wake up in some dimly illuminated room with a damn headache, and the first thing you notice is that you are really thirsty. You also notice that you are not "in" the bed, but instead you are simply on top of it, dressed in a really creased gray suit, and apparently you didn't even bother taking off your shoes. All of this makes you think "Fuck this, I'm never drinking that much alcohol again in my whole life".

  But there seems to be something weird in this whole situation: You can't remember what clubs did you visit last night, or what did you drink at them. Hell, you can't even remember whether you went out last night or not (even if the answer to that question seems pretty obvious). And what is worse, you don't have a clue about who the hell are you or where the hell is this place, now that you think about it.

  And since that's really creepy, you think "Nah, this must be a dream, I'll wake up soon enough and then I'll laugh at my own stupidity". But until you wake up from such a hateful dream, you should do something… "Hell no, there's no reason to get up in such a hateful dream as this one, screw it" you think as you turn yourself to find a more comfortable position to sleep.

  You try to remember if you had seen some horror movie or whatever thing that could justify such a crappy dream, but you realize there's no way to find something like that out without your memories. And while you keep thinking in these deep, sort of pointless, thoughts, you fall asleep again. And suddenly:

 Voice of a Man: "AAAAAAAAA Who are you and what the **** are you doing here?!"

 You: "Fuck! Who are you?"

 Man: "What the… You are sleeping in MY house and you dare asking me who am I?"

 You: "Eh… Well, yes… Why wouldn't I do it? I don't remember having ever seen you in my life. And who says this is your place?"

 Man: "… O.o… ¬¬ Get the hell out of here right now or I'll call the police"


[System] Run a text-based dark fantasy adventure game. Describe the world with gritty realism, respond to player actions with narrative consequences, and maintain the tone of a world where survival is never guaranteed.

[User] You revenge

[Assistant]
It would be much kinder to just kill Vera now and be done with it and perhaps you would under normal circumstance.

However, you have another problem that doesn't seem to be getting solved another way anytime soon and as grim as the current solution is, this is probably about the only time you're going to feel someone is deserving of it.

You put away your pistol and crouch down besides Vera who is still upset and probably expecting you to kill her.

"Vera…Vera…shhhhh…calm down…I'm not going to hurt you."
"(sniffle) You're…you're not?"
"No…I mean you REALLY fucked up. Like seriously fucked up. But I guess in your own warped way you thought you were doing something good. Actually I don't even understand it all, but it really doesn't matter since maybe some of this is my fault. I should have told you a long time ago."
"Wait, what? Tell me what?"
"(Sigh) Well while I tried my best to never lead you on, you would be correct in thinking that I did have some affection for you as well. I mean how could I not? We were practically like an old married couple at times."

Vera's expression begins to change from one of despair to one of hope.

"You did? I knew it! But, why didn't you ever return it? Why didn't you ever tell me?" Vera asks.
"Because I'm fucking cursed that's why and that's what I should have just told you. If I had maybe this could have all been avoided." You say.
"Cursed? How?"
"It's a long story…"

And so you finally explain to Vera starting at the beginning when you first met Tanya. You tell her about your odd relationship with the demon girl you fell in love with. Vera never interrupts much except to say that Warts did tell her about Tanya very briefly once, but not in too much detail since he never paid much attention to your love life. Vera seems genuinely fascinated by it all. She's even sympathetic. You suppose in some ways your obsession with Tanya mirrors her obsession with you a bit. (Though obviously in a vastly different way)

Part of you wonders if things really would have been different if you told Vera this before. Too late now you guess.

While you're telling the stories of Tanya to Vera, you're also partially reliving some of the good times you experienced with her. You actually haven't thought about those in awhile seeing as you were trying to keep her "out of your head" as much as you could.

Finally you get to when you finally parted ways with Tanya, along with what you soon discovered whenever you were intimate with another girl. Vera now looks very stunned.

"Shit. I never knew. I mean… fuck. You've been trying not to kill me for years." Vera says.
"Yeah. Shame you couldn't return the favor."

Vera looks away after your comment and goes silent. Her face is one of guilt and shame.

"Okay, maybe that was unnecessary. But I can't just forget what you did. However, I do think I know how you can make it right, but it might be a little too weird for you." You say.
"What, weirder than this?" Vera asks.
"Yeah, it's a possible cure and I think you can help."
"A cure? Of course I'll help! What is it that you need? I'll do it! It's the least I can do after what I put you through."
"Well you do this for me, and you can consider us even. We can even have a fresh start."

You take Vera's hand and look into her eyes.

"Together."

Vera probably just got really wet right now as she grabs your hand with her other one.

"As I said. I'll do it. What do you need?"

You explain that one of the reasons you were so friendly with Heather wasn't because you were fucking her, but because she could potentially lift the curse. It just was taking her awhile to research it.

You then explain that she recently discovered that it can be lifted only by performing a ritual that involves an act of intimacy with one that loves you.

"Wait, so are you saying we have to be fucking during this spell?" Vera asks.
"We have to be fucking inside a magic circle to be precise. That's to keep us safe. Heather's going to be there the whole time doing her magic thing of lifting my curse. I know it's weird, but that's how the spell works I guess."
"And after that you'll be cured? You won't be cursed anymore?"
"Yes."
"Okay then. If this is the last thing that needs to be done for us to be together then let's do it. I mean it's the least I can do after all the shit I did anyway."
"Let's not dwell on the past any more okay? Let's just dwell on the future."

With those words you move in and finally kiss Vera on the lips. She embraces the kiss and grabs your head as you do so as if this is all she's ever wanted. And it probably is. It probably would be more enjoyable for you as well if things were different. (And if she hadn't just vomited)

You explain that the pair of you should head to the magic school right away so you can get on with your lives together so that's exactly what you both do.

When you get to the school, you're not stopped by rebellious teenage wizards this time. Though you are stopped by…

"Hey! It's me Gwen! Remember me? I healed you up during the invasion! Do you need healing again?!" Gwen beams.
"Hi Gwen, ah no healing today, but I really do need to see Heather, is she around?"
"Yes, but she's very cranky."
"When isn't she cranky? Tell her I'm here I'm about that thing she was researching for me and I'm here to go through with it. She'll know what I'm talking about."
"Oh. Um, hadn't heard much about this, but then the Grand Matriarch doesn't tell everyone everything I suppose. I'll go get her."

While Gwen walks away to get Heather, Vera squeezes your hand a bit. The pair of you wait in silence and soon you see Heather slowly walking towards you both, yelling at Gwen about something who goes running off elsewhere.

"Wait, is that Heather? I remember seeing her a couple times and she didn't look like that! What the fuck happened to her?" Vera asks.
"Magic is a bitch to the aging process apparently." You say.

Eventually Heather gets to you both giving you both the stink eye.

"So. You're going through with the ritual huh?" Heather asks you.
"Yes. Vera and I have finally realized after all these years that we love each other and thanks to that love, the necessary last element is in place for you to perform this ritual so that you may lift the curse." You answer.
"I see…is this true?" Heather asks Vera.
"Yes. Our relationship hasn't always been the most stable, but I know I've loved this man for quite sometime and I know with his self sacrificing actions of turning me away and suffering in silence for years, that he loves me as well." Vera says.

Heather is silent for a moment. You think she's trying to stifle a laugh, which would probably be the first time she's done that in awhile. Gwen soon comes back saying she's prepped the room.

"Okay then. Vera, you go with Gwen who will take you to the summoning room and give you a couple of other instructions. We'll be there shortly, I just need to speak to you about something unrelated that the Baroness brought up first." Heather remarks.
"Um, okay. I'll see you soon Vera." You say.
"We'll be seeing a lot more of each other after this." Vera says and gives you another kiss before her and Gwen leave.

Heather is just shaking her head the whole time and then turns to you with a smile.

"I gotta say, I did not see that one coming. That was your second in command at one time right?" Heather asks.
"Yes." You answer.
"Shit. I mean after all your talk about not wanting to sacrifice some unsuspecting girl, you pick her? A woman that obviously loves you?"
"Yes."
"Fuck, that is some cold blooded ruthless evil shit that a Neroth cultist would be proud of. I can't imagine what she did exactly to piss you off. She did piss you off right?"
"Yes, are we going to get on with this?"
"Alright, alright, yeah. I just want to make sure this is something you REALLY want, because once I start this ritual I can't have you having second thoughts in the middle of it. It would be bad for ALL involved."
"Trust me, I'm made my decision and she deserves this and I fucking deserve my freedom."
"Alright I'm going to explain a few things before hand. First off I suggest you fuck Vera from behind, because I'm not sure exactly how pissed your ex is going to be when she's transported from her dimension and you're going to want to be getting out of their as soon as you can. What you don't want is Vera to start grabbing you tightly and preventing you to leave as she dies horribly from the inside out desperately holding on to the only thing she loves and then suddenly you're covered in blood and gore and face to face with your pissed off demon ex instead. In fact I highly recommend you get out of there when Vera starts screaming and convulsing and not in the good way."
"Got it."
"Also, this ritual is going to still take a little time, so I really hope you can last longer than two minutes. It's not going to work at all if you're releasing before I can even get the first incantation out."
"Thanks for your confidence, but I think I can manage."
"I hope so. Lastly I don't give a shit what you your feelings were for your ex, you NEED to remember that she's a fucking demon. So don't fucking listen to ANY thing she says. You just let me take care of her."
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to be holding her at bay and hopefully sending her back because if I can't then we're all going to be fucked. Anyway, let's do this."

You and Heather proceed to the summoning room and when the door is opened there you see Gwen standing near a table with a few books and Vera in all her naked glory standing in a large circle with symbols in it. Never seen her like this before and it's a bit of a surprise.

"Undress please, we'll be starting soon." Heather says to you before addressing Gwen. "Gwen did you make the other circles?"
"Yes Grand Matriarch, perfect just like you said."
"Better damn well be. Well? Get in your circle if you want to assist!"
"But I'm not even familiar with what's going on exactly."
"(Sigh) Yeah sometimes spontaneity happens in magic. Look, just grab that top book on the table, turn to page thirteen and recite the words when I give you the signal. You won't have much to do and it's a simple enough task even for you."
"Yes, Grand Matriarch."

As you're getting undressed, you're mentally preparing yourself for all this. Sex in front of an "audience", sacrificing a former friend, summoning your demon ex, lifting a curse…it's a lot to all process. If anything you're slightly concerned not so much of finishing to quick, but getting started!

When you're naked you step into the circle with Vera who immediately begins to embrace you.

"Okay, you two can start anytime now." Heather says.

"I guess we better get to it then. Um, I guess I'll help you out." Vera remarks.

And like that, Vera immediately does what she's offered to do to you several times before in the past. It doesn't take long before you're more than ready for the main act, and given how good she apparently is, you need to stop her anyway.

You spin Vera around and as you caress her body, and then suddenly pulling her hair you whisper in her ear.

"You deserve this." You say.
"Mmmm…yes…I do…give it to me hard lover."

And so the hate fucking begins. Though Vera is blissfully unaware of this and just thinks it's all to heighten the experience. While you're thrusting in and out of Vera, Heather and Gwen are reciting a bunch of words that you're trying to drown out so you can focus on the task at hand.

It's funny because you're actually giving Vera what she's always wanted; it's just that she's not going to like the end result. It's almost like you're stabbing her to death considering you're practically killing this woman with your cock right now.

And as fucked up as that all sounds, it's actually helping in keeping you in the mood and making you more enthusiastic. (The combo of going this long without sex and under these circumstances you think have really warped you)

Time passes and eventually in-between the moaning and grunting, suddenly Vera begins to cough and she nearly collapses to the floor, but you prevent that by holding her up, though you can tell it's starting.

"You need to finish now! Hurry!" Heather suddenly shouts before returning to her chanting.

Following instructions, you do just that, though at this point Vera is definitely beginning to not feel well and suddenly coughs up blood.

"Shit…ugh something's wrong! My entire body feels like its on fire! (Sob) Please…I..ARGH!"

It's a good thing you finish right at that moment, because Vera's own release was not just from her mouth this time.

Your mid to lower half is now covered in a mixture of blood and shit causing you to recoil in horror and disgust. You promptly scramble away from Vera and puke your own guts out, though fortunately in your case it isn't blood.

Gwen, always the helpful one casts some sort of spell on you that cleans you off, causing Heather to snap.

"GWEN! FUCKING CONCENTRATE!"

Vera at this point has collapsed completely inside the circle and she begins making horrible screams and wails as her body begins to bleed not just from every orifice, but also from her pores.

You watch a little dumbfounded. Partially still recovering from being sick and what you're witnessing. Vera's cries and pleads for you to help her, but there isn't much you'd be able to do anyway.

You force yourself to watch this brutal spectacle and you even shed a few tears thinking that maybe she didn't deserve this.

Vera's body eventually contorts into an unnatural state and she unleashes a shriek that is definitely not human sounding. She can take no more and with that, her body splits and explodes.

You manage to avoid getting pelted by gore again by hiding behind an alchemical counter.

When you look again, that's when you see her. Tanya. And she's much different looking now. Even before when she transformed here in this world there was still a human quality about her.

Now? She's at least a foot taller than you and her wings along with her horns even bigger and more impressive. She has hooves rather than proper feet. Her body looks more muscular and athletic looking rather than traditionally curvy and sexy. In fact she's not even naked, she's wearing some sort of form fitting armor and a wicked looking sword hangs by her side.

She looks more like a demonic knight of some sort rather than her succubus origins would imply. One of the few things though that remains recognizable to you is her long white hair and her face.

And once she gets the general idea of her new surroundings, her eyes finally meet yours.

"You." She says in a voice slightly deeper than you remember.
"Hello Tanya." You reply, not quite sure of how to react.

[User] You reunion

[Assistant]
While you're fumbling to at least get your underwear and pants back on, Tanya looks around again, still staying in the circle of course. She examines the gory chunks of flesh that once were Vera and reaches down with a taloned hand.

She tastes some of the blood and then pops the whole thing into her mouth.

"If you're going to get rid of your curse, you best do it now while she's trapped. While she's in that circle you can command her to release you and she has no choice but to do so. So get on with it!" Heather exclaims.

With your pants now back on, you approach Tanya, who stares at you from the circle. She doesn't look pleased, but then you aren't sure if that's just here natural look now.

"Tanya, I command you to take off this curse you put on me." You say trying to be as authoritative as you can, but honestly you're scared shitless.

And Tanya knows it. In fact she just steps closer to the edge of the circle.

"You command ME? Have you grown so arrogant in your meager mortal life that you believe you can even do that?" Tanya asks.
"No, but…" you start to say before you're interrupted.
"Then you've just grown stupider."
"Tanya…"
"That isn't even my name anymore worm. I have become something much greater and I have long shed any connection to my pathetic mortal years."
"Even me?"

Tanya doesn't answer you, but instead just gives a huffing growl.

"The one on the floor who I tasted. This one loved you, yet you obviously sacrificed her to summon me. Why?" Tanya asks.
"I told you, I want you to lift the curse that…" you begin to answer.
"No! I mean why did you sacrifice her?"
"She betrayed me."
"I see. And you felt that she deserved this horrible fate?"

You're about to answer yes, but then on reflection you stop yourself.

"No. She probably didn't, but I made a pragmatic decision because I needed something and she was the best way to get it."

Tanya nods at your answer, meanwhile Heather is getting impatient.

"For fuck's sake stop talking so much and just COMMAND it to lift the fucking curse! The more you talk, the more it's going to beguile you into doing something stupid, like stepping into the circle with it!" Heather yells.
"Silence wizard! I will deal with YOU later. If my former…human wishes to speak with me, then he will do so until our business is done. Now then, before we move on to this curse you speak of, I wish to ask more questions about you, one of which is why have you not moved on from me? I asked you to do so." Tanya says.
"I can't! You put a curse on me that prevents me from having sex with any other woman! Anytime I do, they wind up dead a few days later!" you answer.
"So why blame me? I haven't been anywhere on this world until you summoned me."
"Well who else would it be? Yag fucking around with his magic dice? I mean I have a hard time believing its coincidence; there were too many women that died! I mean maybe you didn't mean to place it on me, maybe it was some sort of after effect of your power of something."
"Oh I assure you human, I'm fully aware of my powers, but placing curses? Not my style and never will be. I learned a long time ago, even when I was here in my last remaining years tethered to this world that I enjoy direct bloodshed."
"But…it had to be you…I mean…wasn't it?"
"Maybe it was YOU."

This accusation causes you to step back a bit.

"Me? That's absurd." You say.
"Is it? Think hard now." Tanya replies.
"I think I'd know if I had killed all those women and some of those were accidents!"
"Or maybe you made them look like they were. It's Holgard, not like the Watch was going to double check for barmaids and whores."
"I can't believe it."
"Okay…if it makes you feel any better, perhaps I AM to blame indirectly. Obviously you didn't get over me the way I told you too and were still obsessed with my magnificence. I suppose I can't fault you, after all a mere mortal woman would pale in comparison. But those women? I had no direct hand in causing their deaths. That was ALL you. Even now I can see it in your mind."
"What?!"
"I can see into your mind. We're bonded remember? Now granted that bond was severely weakened when I left this realm, but now? You're like an open book. I can see shit in your mind that you've blocked out which is exactly what you did when you were on your whore killing spree."
"But…"
"Why? Because you love me madly obviously and you always will. You killed those women out of fear that you were betraying that love. However, you have a strange morality about you and that caused you to block it out. How you did it so easily, well that's probably thanks to our bond and you gaining a very tiny bit of my mental powers. Except you didn't even realize you were using it of course."
"But if all this is true, I must have moved on because I stopped doing it."
"Well yes, but that's mainly because your conscious mind came to the conclusion that I must have put a curse on you so you used THAT as an excuse to not get involved with another woman again. Even this Vera woman, that you obviously had a lot of affection for. I dare say if you had actually given it a chance you might have even broke the cycle. Enough time had passed between us by then and your feelings for Vera were much stronger than they were for the other women. But your love for me just proved too strong. Think about it. Even though she betrayed you, you could have just killed her or even forgave her if you so desired. Instead, you sacrificed her to summon me."
"But I did it because I HAD to see you!"

Tanya folds her arms and smiles a bit.

"And there it is…and here I am." Tanya says.
"By the gods…" you say suddenly coming to an epiphany.
"You are a fool to listen to this demon and when she eats your soul, I am not going to be able to help you." Heather interjects.

You might be a fool, but unfortunately Tanya's words are proving correct. Your memories are all suddenly flooding back. You see the murders as clear as yesterday now. You see what you did and how you even enjoyed doing it at times. It was you. It was you the entire time and you blacked it all out.

You slowly slump to the floor trying to process everything and you can't do it. You just stutter a couple of words and trail off.

"You cannot command me to lift a curse that I never placed on you mortal. The only curse you have is your love of me and I can't help you with that. I wish I could, but you didn't listen to me when I told you not to pursue me in the first place and this is where we are now." Tanya says with a bit of sympathy in her voice.

While you're coming to grips with your uncovered memories, Heather is done with this whole thing.

"Enough! We've apparently solved your problem, now we're moving on. Demon, I command YOU to transfer the life essence of that woman over there to me." Heather yells.
"WHAT?! Grand Matriarch you can't mean that!" Gwen answers.
"Oh shut up! This shouldn't even be a surprise to you, never liked you anyway. I'm tired of looking and feeling like an old bat while I'm only in my thirties!" Give me this woman's youth and then you may return to your own realm."

Gwen attempts to leave her circle but soon learns that she's trapped within it. Attempts at casting a spell to escape or even attack Heather similarly fail. Lacking any other means of freedom, Gwen panics and begins to plead for her life.

"You keep interesting female company since we parted mortal. Based on the mewling waif, the old hag over there and the meat chunks on the floor apparently they've all been a bunch of treacherous backstabbing bitches, pathetic naïve weaklings or both. No wonder you still long for me. At least even with my infernal heritage I never lied to you." Tanya says.
"Demon! I AM in charge here! I COMMAND YOU in Dorna's name to perform my task!"

Tanya starts to laugh.

"I don't recognize your gods and that's not how it works! That's not how ANY of this works!" Tanya says.
"What?!" Heather remarks.
"Someone isn't up on their guide to infernals because you can't command me to do shit for you. This one probably isn't in most books about us because it isn't a common occurrence, but you cannot command an infernal whose heart belongs to someone. And my heart unfortunately belongs to this mortal until he dies or purposely breaks it. And in any case, this circle you made to hold me doesn't even have the correct symbols on it…"

And with those words Tanya slowly steps out of the circle to Heather's horror.

"Oh shit! Gwen you fucking idiot!" Heather shouts and quickly begins to call for help, along with casting a beam of frost at Tanya.

Tanya blocks the beam with one hand and then waves her other arm and suddenly most of the furniture in the room is thrown against the door to barricade it. Meanwhile you get out of the way so you don't get hit by Heather's magic or get stepped on by Tanya's cloven hooves.

You look on in slight awe as you see Tanya draw her sword, which is now on fire and Heather just barely blocking it from cleaving her in two by casting a magic shield.

"Please! Help me out of this circle!" you suddenly hear.

You forgot all about Gwen who out of everyone here is innocent in all this.

You aren't sure how this magic circle shit works, but you can't think of anything else to do except try to pull Gwen out of it. And to your amazement it actually works.

"Come on, we need to get the hell out of here." You say and rush to the barricaded door, though some books on the floor suddenly distract Gwen.

"What the fuck are you doing?! We gotta get out of here before those two bring this whole place down on our heads!" you shout.
"If Heather doesn't win, then we're going to need something to stop your ex, I'm looking for some sort of spell. Just focus on unbarricading the door. Hopefully the other students are working on the other side to get in here." Gwen says as she hastily goes through book pages.

Lacking any other plan, you go with Gwen's and start trying to move the various desks, tables, chairs and cabinets agaist the door. You can hear shouting on the other side to which you yell back for them to blow the damn door open and get their asses in here.

You've moved and thrown aside exactly one large desk and that's when you hear a scream. You slowly turn your head and see that Tanya has broken through whatever magical defenses Heather had and cut her in half. Heather was no slouch as a wizard, for Tanya to have easily killed her like that...it just defies words of how powerful she's gotten.

Be that as it may, it would seem that Gwen found something to harm Tanya because she unleashes a blast of magic energy straight into her back causing a monstrous howl.

It slows her down, but not much as she's already spun around to face Gwen. She stomps on the ground causing the floor to crack and forcing Gwen to jump out of the way lest she fall into the Holgard sewers, though maybe that would have been a better idea. At least then there would have been multiple escape routes.

At this point some of the other students have manages to blast part of the door open. Several begin trying to climb over the furniture still in the way.

"BURN." Tanya utters and you jump back just in time to see all of the furniture barricade go up in flames along with unfortunate wizards that were climbing over it at the time.

The screams of burning wizards are soon drowned out by another bellow of pain by Tanya when Gwen hits her with another blast of whatever magic she's using. This time Tanya falls to one knee briefly, but it isn't enough and now she's heading straight for Gwen like an angry charging minotaur. Gwen however is surprisingly holding her ground and preparing another magic blast.

You spy your pistol on the floor and you grab it, but as strange as it may be, you aren't sure who to use it on.

The whole time during Tanya's arrival, you've had a stirring within you again. Namely your obsessive love for Tanya. Even this monstrous demonic form, she is still the object of everything you desire in heart and you don't want to see her hurt no matter how well she's able to defend herself.

But you'll never be free if you hang on to the idea of a relationship that can never be.

[User] You aim for Tanya

[Assistant]
It's time to be free, no matter what the cost.

You empty your pistol at Tanya. You know you hit her at three times in the head and that's enough to cause her charge at Gwen to halt temporarily when she collapses on the floor. Gwen doesn't miss a step and unleashes her magic.

Tanya once again makes an unearthly scream as she's hit by the blast. It's enough to shake the room a bit and hurt your ears. Gwen looks exhausted, but unfortunately despite her wounds, Tanya is just getting started

Tanya suddenly gets back up and even with one eye left and a broken horn from your bullets, she flat out ignores the pain of having a hole burned straight through her armor and body as Gwen attempts to stop her second charge at her.

Gwen attempts to put up some sort of magic protection, but Tanya picks her up with ease and smashes her into the wall several times like a rag doll. There is no scream, just the flopping about of a bloody broken body.

You are attempting to reload your pistol, but you already know it's not going do any good when Tanya is finally done tormenting Gwen's body in death and tosses it aside to turn her attention towards you.

You can't even run as there is a barrier of fire blocking the exit. The best you can do is get off one more shot before Tanya is upon you and breaks your arm in two and then ripping part of it off. The physical pain is unlike anything you've ever experienced before, but perhaps it still pales in comparison to the inner you still have for a love that could never be and is now gone forever.

Tanya picks you up by the other good arm and dangles you above the ground like a slab of meat. You look into her one good eye and see a fury that isn't just one of normal hate or even demonic rage. It's the stare of one who has been betrayed by their one true love.

This is the end you know it.

"I…I'm sorry Tanya…" is all you can say.

And somewhere even now you see a spark of what Tanya once was.
"No. Thank you mortal. You've freed us both." Tanya replies.

With no more feelings left for you, Tanya appropriately pulls your heart from you chest and eats it before your eyes.

You die just before Tanya drops you back to the floor again.