Once upon a time... somewhere in a distant land on a distant world at a distant time in a city where fantasy creatures of all kinds and colors lived. Humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, centaurs, minotaurs, and many other races imaginable... and some unimaginable. Everyone lived happily and contentedly, going about their business, laughing, eating, drinking, and having fun with and among each other. However, one race has it a l...

Steve awoke the next day with an excited grin. Today was the first step in their devious plan, the beginning of unraveling Natsuki's carefully crafted facade. As planned, he handed Yuri the manga ‘Gushing over Magical Girl’, relishing in dark amusement as she discreetly slid it into Natsuki's bag. For the next two weeks, they behaved like nothing unusual was happening. During the day, Yuri and Steve continued their daily...

As the evening bell struck eight, Steve’s door chimed with a soft, musical tone. Grinning, he swung open the door to find Yuri standing there. "Ah, Yuri. Right on time," greeting her warmly, he stepped aside to let her in. "Welcome to my humble abode." Leading her into his living room, he swept an arm out towards the expansive bookcase lining one wall, stuffed to the brim with an eclectic mix of tomes. The other side boas...

It was a quiet afternoon at the college. Yuri, Monika, and Natsuki were sitting in the Doki Doki Literature Club clubroom, engrossed in their usual activities when suddenly, the door burst open with a loud bang. Sayori stormed in, full of energy, dragging a young man behind her. The sound of the door slamming open startled Yuri and caused her to make a surprised squeak. Natsuki jumped, and Monika looked up from the book s...

After being shamed for her transformation from a boy to a girl, Jessica (nineteen years old) feels crushed. The mocking laughter, the judgmental stares; it all cut deeper than she's admitted. "Am I even worth it?" she whispers one evening, staring into the bathroom mirror with tired, puffy eyes. She decides to take a week off college to sort through her feelings and figure out if she can even love herself. Standing in fro...

Lilah sulked into the bathwater with a frustrated sigh, trying to forget the humiliation of today's performance evaluation as the soothing heat enveloped her. Three. Hundred. YEARS, Lilah! - not one soul? You are an embarrassment. Her horns nearly steamed from the memory. The demon queen hadn’t been subtle: This is your LAST chance. Return without a soul again, and your bones will make excellent toothpicks. Lilah shuddere...