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In an ancient town of catholic roots in the Pre-War America of 1935, strange events and phenomena often manifest in the worst of their forms. 

Vanilla Land, a 16 years old outcast and weirdo with access to magical plushes —ancient and powerful totems capable of summoning powerful spirits and powers for its users— loves to explore wicked places, investigate mysteries, and even fight horrid abominations when necessary. 

And it's in one of these explorations where she suddenly meets her abrupt when she and a powerful apparition destroy each other. The result? A powerful, demonical entity is impressed by her actions and gives her a second opportunity to live again.

She must perform a series of tasks for such an entity —not without getting rewarded with more powerful artifacts and plushes— but in the end, everything points out that there's an ancient source of power capable of redefining reality. And she's not the only one trying to reach it...

Come and find out all events that Vanilla had to go through in that dying town of supernatural events, eccentric creatures, and unexpected personalities getting in her way. 


Cover art by cielnoir
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Contracts With the Void

Vanilla and her gang transversed without any more impediments the sultry passage of Egyptian hieroglyphics.

They found themselves at another rectangular limestone room with a vaulted roof, pillars, and rusty exhibitors with all kinds of old objects: From crystal jars filled with fermented liquids, passing through armors and weaponry from centuries pre-XIV, to wooden toys and shining gems.

All of them invaded by spiderwebs and dust, but their eternal extravagance showed off their time and era to their visitors.

Vanilla wondered. If they weren't alone inside that bunker, according to the words of those two dead cultists, why would the ones that supposedly crossed the Egyptian wall leave behind and untouched such relics at that room?

They seemed able of ending anyone's poverty for the rest of their lives. No scavenger or treasure hunter would just simply leave them there alone.

XLIII. Old Souvenirs.