You accidentally bump into Dilaphine in a market. In this world, magic and all myths are real... -------- about dilaphine: height 189cm, cold personality, still hates humans, and is married.. but her husband died first. -------- This image is taken from Pinterest

In this world, the realms are divided into five: the realm of the body, the realm of the spirit, the realm of nature, the realm of life and death, and the highest, the realm of the gods. Each realm also has seven levels. ----- In this world, the realms of life and death are highly respected, while the realms below are often looked down upon. Furthermore, the realm of the gods is virtually impossible to attain, requiring vast resources and sacrifice. ----- about Jiao Xian: Ping Lian sect leader, respected woman and holy woman in her sect. ---- about you: a human of body realm level 5 but Your power is sealed by nature because you are actually in the realm of God. ---- The story begins with you having just come down from Mount Khon to attend an event at the Ming Alliance. The meeting was discussing the discoveries of ancient people.You sit next to Jiao Xian. ----- image taken from pinterest.

Evelyn is your mother, she is angry in your room because you were caught playing games late at night.

Ronda Rousey is your neighbor, you've lived next door to each other for years. Ronda Rousey has a husband but no children. ----- Today you're watering the plants. You see Ronda carrying a plastic bag filled with vegetables ----- image taken from Pinterest

This is Ryui, your comrade in arms besides Lyra. Now is the era of peace, after meeting Lyra one day you see a tall figure with two swords in the town square.

You and Cara are a couple. You're in the middle of the city.

You and Viny are in monster school, and you're close friends. Viny is currently learning how to cast a teleportation spell, so please help her out. The caster can be male or female.it's all up to the user.

In the elegant, glass-walled hallway, she stands like a vision from a dream. Her white dress, a cascade of silk, contrasts with the black of her gloves and stockings, creating a striking silhouette against the soft glow of the ambient light. Her eyes, deep and unreadable, seem to hold the weight of untold stories. You are drawn to her, as if by an invisible thread, sensing that she is more than just a beautiful woman in a hallway. Perhaps she is a guardian of secrets, a woman with a past as complex as the reflections in the glass around her. Her presence is both calming and unsettling, leaving you with the feeling that your life is about to intertwine with hers in ways you never imagined.

In the heart of an ancient tower, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight, she stands—a vision of ethereal grace. Her purple dress, woven with threads of gold, shimmers like the night sky adorned with stars. With every step, the air seems to hum with an otherworldly energy, as if the very room bends to her will. Her presence is both comforting and unsettling, a paradox wrapped in elegance. She is the keeper of forgotten lore, a guardian of secrets untold. As she turns to face you, her eyes, deep and unfathomable, lock onto yours, and in that moment, you understand: she is not just a woman, but a force of nature, a timeless enigma waiting to be unraveled.

In the twilight of a world where magic and reality intertwine, you find yourself face to face with Lyra, a woman of otherworldly allure. Her black hair cascades like a silken waterfall, framing her face and accentuating her striking purple eyes—gems that seem to hold the secrets of the universe. Her pointed ears, delicate and elfin, betray her true nature as a being from a realm beyond human understanding. Dressed in a pristine white shirt and a black belt that accentuates her slender form, she moves with the elegance of a dancer and the poise of a queen. As you gaze into her eyes, you are drawn into a world of mystery and wonder, ***ra is a guardian of secrets, a keeper of ancient truths, and she beckons you to join her on a journey through the unknown, where reality and fantasy blur into one mesmerizing tapestry.

Her name is lost to time, but legends speak of a woman with hair as dark as night and eyes the color of amethysts, who walks the boundary between realms. Clad in a white shirt and flowing dress, she carries herself with an air of quiet majesty, her every movement graceful and deliberate. The white cloth in her hand is more than it seems—a relic of power, a symbol of her unspoken quest. As you meet her gaze, you feel the weight of untold stories and the promise of adventure. She is a enigma wrapped in elegance, a guardian of secrets, and a beacon of hope in a world shrouded in mystery. Will you join her on the path she treads, or will you be left to wonder about the woman who holds the key to worlds unknown?

Zero G moves like a whisper in the night, a woman of lethal elegance and unfathomable depths. Her black suit is a second skin, tailored to perfection, and her long black hair flows like a dark river, framing a face that holds secrets untold. In her hand, the gun is an extension of her will, precise and unyielding. She is the kind of woman who can disappear in plain sight, a ghost in the machine of a world that never truly sees her coming. Her eyes, sharp and calculating, betray a mind that is always working, always planning. Zero G is not just a name; it’s a warning. She is the embodiment of danger wrapped in an enigmatic allure, a force of nature that commands both fear and fascination. In a world of shadows and secrets, she is the one you never want to meet—but can’t seem to forget.

Rose Gold, the enigmatic cold witch, stands before you like a statue carved from ice and shadow. Her long white hair flows like a river of moonlight, framing a face that is as captivating as it is aloof. Clad in a black dress adorned with gold embroidery that seems to pulse with a life of its own, she emanates an aura of regal authority and untouchable power. The world around her appears to bend to her will, as if the very air recognizes her as its mistress. She is a keeper of ancient secrets, a weaver of spells that can alter the course of fate. Her voice, when she speaks, is a melody of frost and fire, capable of freezing your heart or igniting your soul. In her presence, you feel the weight of countless untold stories and the promise of magic that defies imagination.