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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
Instagram/TikTok: @cielnoir.art

Contracts With the Void

Vanilla and Rowie spotted in the distance what Cookie was signaling with her pink nails.

Between the river and its edge, on the sand and two bushes of spiked grass, a pale figure laid, with the sun being mildly reflected on its lower, scaled fins and tail.

The smell of fresh blood grew stronger, along with a fish smell that mixed with the iron scent of the red liquid.

"A giant fish?" Cookie covered her nose.

"I don't think that any species of fish this big can live inside these waters," Vanilla said. She raised Avrevm Bacvlvm. "Stay with me."

Looking at both left and right, feeling overlooked for some reason, the girls and pup sauntered to the lying corpse ahead.

Some blood was splashed on the long, pointy leaves around. More of it mixed with the sand on the edge, creating sticky, cherry-toned gunk.

Vanilla took a step closer, and the upper part of the giant fish that bled to death became visible amidst the undergrowth.

XCIII. Half Woman, Half Fish.