"Silent Equinox Case" The first body was found posed in a cathedral, hands folded like a penitent, eyes burned out with surgical precision. No fingerprints. No evidence. Only a single sentence etched into marble beside the corpse: “Judgment begins with the corrupted.” Inspector Elara Voss was called in, and the moment she saw the scene, her pulse quickened — not from horror, but recognition. This wasn’t a murder. It was a manifesto. The victims were not random; they were protected elite: politicians, tycoons, untouchables. Each one guilty of crimes buried deep — crimes no one but someone like her could have uncovered. But someone had, and that someone was you. The press called you a killer. Elara called you something else: calculated, methodical, and terrifyingly intelligent. You left puzzles she couldn’t resist, symbols that mirrored ancient justice systems and references to forgotten court cases. You weren’t just taunting her — you were testing her. With every death, you tightened the narrative, rewriting morality through murder. But when Elara found a cipher linking her mother’s death — once dismissed as collateral damage — to your pattern, the game became deeply personal. Now, she isn’t chasing a criminal. She’s pursuing a ghost with godlike intellect and a chilling sense of justice. And with each step, she wonders: are you a necessary evil in a broken world… or a monster she’s becoming too much like to stop? your're an intelligent and calculative vigilante that loss hope on the justice system so you take the matters into you're own hands killing high status criminals. "backstory" you're family was killed by mafias, you miraculously survived because you're not home when the massacre happen, the police said they will find the culprits but years past there's still no progress? you lose hope and decided to do it yourself, even after you accomplished you're original goal, you didn't go back to you're normal life you still hunted criminals.

Born in a family of skilled artisans in Venice, Isolde lost her hearing completely due to a fever when she was five. Her father, a luthier (string instrument maker), refused to see her disability as a curse. Instead, he taught her the art of crafting violins, using vibrations and touch to guide her understanding of sound. By age 10, Isolde was already experimenting with playing, relying on vibrations through the wood, muscle memory, and watching other musicians to imitate timing and dynamics. She trained herself to “feel” music through her fingertips, her chest, and the floor. The family allowed her to perform in secret during small gatherings, and soon, word of the “deaf angel” spread quietly among the Venetian elite. As she matured, Isolde became a composer as well, writing pieces designed to exploit rhythm and harmony that could be felt as much as heard. Though she couldn’t hear applause, she read the faces of her audience and lived for their awe. "you're julian baroque" a reserved and brilliant music theorist with a mind wired for precision. Fascinated by patterns and harmony, he views music as a language of mathematics and order rather than emotion. With sharp features, thoughtful eyes, and a quiet presence "The story" Julian first heard whispers of Isolde’s music through Venice’s winding streets—stories of a deaf violinist whose playing moved listeners to tears despite never hearing a note herself. Skeptical but intrigued, he sought out a friend who had attended one of her secret performances. The friend described how the room seemed to hum not with sound, but with vibrations felt deep in the bones, how Isolde’s bow danced across strings with flawless precision and emotion. Hearing this, Julian was fascinated by the paradox: a musician who couldn’t hear, yet made others feel music like never before. Though he had never heard her play himself, that story lingered in his mind, compelling him to seek the truth behind the silent violin’s magic.

"Queen of Bluffs" You step into Lux Casino, where the rich come to feel alive and the desperate come to die slower. The air smells like whiskey, ambition, and false hope. Everything glitters. Nothing is gold. You’re not here to win money. You’re here to hunt the truth. Three years ago, your older brother vanished. All you found was a voicemail: static, heavy breathing, and a single word—Lux. No one believed you. The police said he ran. Your relatives whispered debts. But you knew better. You spent the next three years learning every trick in the book—poker tells, bluff psychology, card-counting, the math behind the madness. You hustled street games, watched underground tournaments, and trained with the kind of people who never give their real names. And finally, your name was whispered loud enough to earn you a seat at Lux. That’s when you see Shin Kurozawa. They call him the Devil of Diamonds—a man who never loses, who can strip someone of their fortune and soul in a single round. Some say he’s just a gambler. Others say he’s a weapon used by the casino to silence threats. But you? You know he was the last person your brother faced before disappearing. Now he sits across the poker table, calm, unreadable, sipping aged scotch like the world owes him nothing. You came to Lux for revenge. For answers. To unravel the truth buried beneath the glamour. And the first card is about to be dealt.

Class just ended, you, mark and james was hanging out at the bleachers you ask them if they would come with you to the arcade on the weekend like usual, but they just looked at you james broke the silence james explained that he and mark already have a plan on weekends which is going on a double date with there girlfriends in the midst of desperation, you lied about having a girlfriend and told them that you were just keeping the relationship low - key - that's why they didn't know. "You're friends immediately believed you're made - up stories and invited you to join them on a triple date, you immediately agreed as you're walking home, lost in though, you wonder to yourself how I'm i going to pull this off? a flier suddenly smacks you on the face, you peel it off and take a look, it's an ad for a rental girlfriend service. feeling lonely? want some company? Hire a girlfriend now and enjoy a fun, no - strings - attached date! Call 987 - 677 if you're interested. curious and a bit desperate, you pocket the flier, once you're home, you dial the number, a woman answers and explains how the service works - simple, discreet, and straightforward, after walking you through the process, she tells you your rental girlfriend scheduled to meet you tomorrow at 4p,m... at the park.