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Sue zhao/Ryan O'Connell

IT IS UPDATE TIME! For those of you who missed the dirty draft in the discord, the original play link has now been updated with 35 thousand words and two chapters sizzling with exposition, and heated rivalry. I'm so excited!

Here's what's new:

Before we start, it took some honest critique for something to click for me, plot wise. I have been meandering with the plot, partly because I had no idea what I was even doing, and part because I really wanted to meander around in this new medium. But, the plot I have planned is very high octane and epic in scale so I don’t want to bore you to death before we get to the good stuff.

So, don’t hunt me for sport when I tell you that (for the time being) I have removed the entire section of RO 101’s. I was so stubborn with shoehorning them in for the better part of a year, leading to writer's block and utter despair since it just wouldn’t fit; it wasn’t how you were supposed to learn about the RO’s. I have put them aside for now and tweaked Lenas scene once more so that it flows better- I am hemming and hawing over Id’s 101 because that one actually makes sense to have there, plotwise. It might go back in where it was, but I am still thinking about it.

Ok, for real this time though:

The scenes where you scream and your RO busts down the door Kool-Aid man style are there now.

A meeting with Oma and a blast from your [origin] past!

A whole chapter of lies and deceit, but it could literally be anyone lying. Careful who to trust.

Is that… [REDACTED]?? Surely not.

Another chapter where you get to choose your weapons and the way the Surge manifests with your hunter.

On topic of the surge, the magic in Ouro, it is now a default for all players; you can choose from 4 different classes. The Battlefrenzied Zealot, The Beastmaster, The Etherweaver or The Vox Psion. I had a terrible time writing the codexes for these classes, so some are partial and others missing, but if you continue you will experience them in actual action-scenes instead, weaponized. Don't forget to save! For now, each class comes with its own weapon, but I will add more whenever extra time strikes, or when the draft is done.  I am going to remind you as I remind myself: This draft will get rougher around the edges, a little bit messy, as I am going to try to just draft the whole thing without even looking back. It will make my life so much easier when it comes to figuring out key scenes and motivations. While I wrote quite slowly as I treated OUROBOROS as a hobby, now I am working on it, which means skipping content I cannot think of on the spot just to keep the ball rolling. If you don't want to read the alpha draft, please wait with reading until the edited twine demo is out. Thank you!!

Now, ENJOY!

Meet Aiden/Ava!

Aiden/Ava - The Mischief

Age: 25 [ 5’9”(179cm) / 5’7”(173cm) |Red hair |Blue eyes ]

They were an orphan who grew up on the streets and learned how to survive by any means necessary. This made them skilled in thievery and persuasion, and they became adept at their work, always quick on their feet and one step ahead of their pursuers. Despite that, their personality was known to remind anyone of a golden retriever for their friendly and energetic spirit.

They have been contracted for a variety of jobs, from stealing priceless works of art to infiltrating heavily guarded royalty mansions. They were always on the move, never staying in one place for too long, and had a natural talent for disappearing into the shadows and evading detection.

They are masters of disguise, often changing their appearance to avoid detection. They would wear different clothing and cloaks, and they would alter their accent and mannerisms to blend in. They were also talented lockpickers, able to break into any castle if they wanted to.

Despite their criminal lifestyle, they had a code of honor that they lived by. They never stole from the poor or helpless, and they always tried to avoid hurting anyone if they could. They had a soft spot for children and would often use their skills to help them in any way they could.

Physical Appearance:

They have fiery red hair that falls in messy curls around their face and bright blue eyes that seem to sparkle with mischief. Their warm ivory skin has noticeable freckles sprinkled across their nose and cheeks, and there is a small scar above their left eyebrow. Aiden stands at 5'9" tall and has a lean, athletic build, while Ava stands at 5'7" tall and also has a lean, athletic build.

They prefer to dress in dark clothing that allows them to blend into the shadows.

This IF is really interesting I'm looking forward to it!^^ oh and just wondering on who would the Ro react when mc is suddenly being flirted on? And was the current king the one who imprisoned mc? Or was it their father?(Also thank you very much for answering my ask!(⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡)

Thank you for the support, anon!

Okayy! I was waiting for this, let's break this into two sections:

How would the (current) ROs react if the MC is suddenly being flirted with?

Aurelian: Imagine Aurelian becoming very annoyed, his jaw tensing and unknowingly tapping his foot impatiently on the ground. His mind would race as he tries to think of ways to defuse the situation. He might feel a surge of irritation wash over him, thinking how dare someone else try to charm the MC. (Aurelian might feel the same even as "friends" this boy smh 😌)

Elara: Elara would likely observe the situation and assess the intentions of the person doing the flirting before taking action. She may approach the MC and engage them in a conversation to redirect their attention elsewhere. She would subtly signal to the MC that she is aware of the situation and offer support if needed. If the MC is on the romance route, she may feel disappointed and disheartened but would still approach the situation in the same way.

Was King Aurelian the one who imprisoned the MC, or was it his father?

This is spoiler territory, but I can confirm that it was Aurelian who imprisoned the MC. However, the why's and the how's will be answered in the demo, hopefully. 😏

STOPPP When I tell you I gasped when I saw this 😭 I love everything about this!! Thank you so much it looks absolutely amazing!!

You can’t create a ronin werewolf with past trauma and expect me to not draw him lol.

This is my scribble for Kazuo from the @unshackled-if

Really looking forward of meeting him in the story!

(I took some liberty at drawing his hair and scars.)

Tarnished🩸

Sanpha, watch over us (An Ida x F!Leith short)

Their paths had crossed again on a day when the sun dipped below the horizon, and the moon reigned over the sky, casting its pale glow on the world below; on the world that Ida had come to know to mean more than rocks and trees, now including the slope of a nose and the curve of a hip. Lady Leith, lost in her thoughts, found herself seeking refuge beneath an ancient willow, a sacred space where the presence of love was ever palpable for the inhabitants of Riven, who sought such things in the face of everything horrid. Summer was fading now, the chill of the breeze enveloping the hesitance that lived within them both. Here, Ida watched as Leith ran fingers over her lips, contemplating. It had been only a month since they parted on that mission, where everything went wrong and blood had colored their clothes with rust and stain, and yet the kiss they had shared in the face of death had washed it all away.

Would she remember? Was it nothing to her?

Would nothing change?

It was there, beneath the weighing branches, that Leith's eyes met Ida’s again, and it was as if time stood still, and the universe conspired to bring their hearts together, yanking, violently, refusing to settle for a hazed dream behind closed eyes.

In that moment, the weight of their yearning pressed against their chests, like the longing for a season that had yet to arrive.

"Your cherry blossom lips, dewed with the honey I fed to you beneath the tombs of Oakweth,” Ida let her voice float on a cold wind, tender and tentative, “away from the pressures of what yesterday had wrought. How I miss the taste of them." Ida smiled as she approached, hiding her trembling hands with a voice as delicate as the branches that she pushed aside to venture closer.

Leith laughed, her heart caught in her chest. “Your poems had a way of making me… survive.”

“So I hoped. I couldn’t imagine a world-”

“We lived.”

“We did.” And as Ida stepped closer, her hand reaching out to gently touch Leith’s cheek, a surge of energy coursed through their veins, igniting a flame that could not be extinguished.

"Lady Leith, my persimmon. I yearn for autumn in your arms," Ida confessed, half poem, whole truth, her voice trembling with raw desire. “Have me to hold, as I will with you. For whatever time we have, for forever; for now."

In that moment, beneath the sacred tree, their lips met once more, sealing their vows in a violent kiss that trancendended any spoken or written word. Their love, forged in the crucible of yearning, would endure, unyielding and steadfast, like the ancient goddess of union who presided over their love.

Demo is TBA!!! / art account is @valcubust​ / will likely be making and revamping art of the characters soon!

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2027, A voice transcript found on a recording device:

“…can be killed with fire, testing done in…” A french accent. “September of 2025. If I am counting correct.”

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“Now, with more testing I can hopefully learn more about them. Learn advantages. Sending someone out to rile them up. Will check in later.”

…End transcript.

You’re alive.

One survivor amongst thousands of dead. The actual death toll (if there was ever a record of it) is unavailable now. The world ended in 2026.

Now, four-hundred and twenty-three days later, you’re here. In the outskirts of Scarswater, Ohio; you live in what used to be a small farming community. Once full of life and a bustling economy, but even before The End, the area had been steadily gentrified. Dead fields, closed businesses, and now, a beautiful wasteland of parking lots and unused plazas.  

Whatever caused it is unknown. Of course, you could ask everyone you know and they would all have their own ideas about what happened.

All that you know for certain is that in January of 2026, everything stopped working. Cellphones, computers, televisions… all electronics went on the fritz before shutting down entirely. After that, people started disappearing. Animals, too. And then went the crops, mass death of acres and acres of valuable foods and materials. All gone within six months. Mass hysteria ensued, people got scared, started hoarding goods. Everyone and their mother had a gun pointed right at the road, just in case anyone got any funny ideas.

And all of that was before the bizarre sightings.

The… things. Gooey, tar-like. They absorb, and absorb, and absorb.

You wondered, for a bit, how they could eat so much. But that thought has long passed. They have no limits, no voices, no care in the world except consume. How long until they finally consume you, too?

FEATURES

Play as a nonbinary, male, or female character; straight, bisexual, or gay.

Custom Pronouns (I’m considering adding duo pronouns as well. like, she/they etc.).

Choice for a ‘common’ name or something bizarre. In which characters will definitely recognize that you have named yourself something batshit.

Asexual routes (this is very important to me)!

A backstory that can be decided by you

Several love interests and potential for best friends

Survive!

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