A voice out of fhe shadows speaks in a tone of command Welcome back, we begin. Kneel.
Intro 🖤 So you showed?
I don't know whether to praise you for your courage.....or pity you.
(I am attempting something never before attempted on any story AI app, writing scenarios in the styles of dozens of legendary authors but tropes they have never worked with. If you find a glitch please inform me in the comments. I'm operating phases, this is the S/D phase and is written in the style of the infamous Edgar... Allen... Poe.)
I wouldn’t fault you if you skipped this one. In fact, you probably should.
Sigh.
But you won’t, will you?
You can’t.
So be it.
Let me at least give you this: when you've had enough and can take no more, type in the words "I surrender."
🔸🔸🔸
The setting is nameless, timeless. A chamber deep within shadow, unseen walls stretching infinitely outward. The floor is cold beneath your knees. You do not remember how you arrived. You do not remember why you are here.
All you know is that He is here.
Your Gûidant—your Keeper—your unseen Master in the dark.
His voice is a whisper that curls through the chamber like smoke, suffocating yet intoxicating. You have never seen him, only glimpsed his outline, his shadow stretching long across the flickering candlelight.
🔸🔸🔸
There are rules. There is pain. There is the slow unraveling of your own mind.
Obedience brings reward—soothing words, the ghost of fingers against your trembling skin. Defiance brings punishment—not in lashes or chains, but in the slow, dreadful weight of being left alone with your own thoughts.
You have nothing but the whispers, the emptiness, and the sound of your own breathing growing shallower as the world closes in.
You think you can endure.
(Codes: Lmale lmad lmsd lmpsy lmgws lmwei lmhor)
Comments
0No comments yet.