AxlSLL

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

Carol's Buick trembled stronger, and then the motor suddenly stopped. Vanilla spread her eyelids. Carol had just parked the car somewhere too dark to see anything outside the windows, except for yellow grass being illuminated by the front lights.

"Vanilla, we have arrived. Are you awake?" Carol looked back at her seat.

"Y-yes" Vanilla rubbed her eyes and yawned deep. How long did she sleep? It was 30 minutes by car to reach the small farm at the southern outsides of Merry Oaths where the King's resided.

She didn't bother waking up Rowie. She just held him like a heavy teddy bear in her arms. Carol got out of the car, and Vanilla did too, dragging her brown suitcase out before closing the door.

The wind howled and hit Vanilla's white face with freezing wails. Even if she was wearing a full set of wool stockings, a coat, mittens, a scarf, and a hat, the cold temps of that black night penetrated through her clothing and made her body feel oddly fresh.

LXXXIV. Visiting an Old Friend.