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

The two girls and puppy didn't find any obstructions on their way back to the Land Residence. Once they were outside of it, Cookie helped Vanilla climb up the cobblestone fence, where Vanilla helped her in return to climb above. Rowie was on their backs, so he didn't give much trouble, besides Cookie almost losing equilibrium and falling into a trash bin.

With the three of them inside, they crossed the dead garden and got inside the gothic building through the same window they used to escape. Mr. Robinson, the watchman was as asleep and drunk as when they saw him the last time; with his bottle of liquor in one hand and his straw hat covering his head. Heavy snoring came from his place.

And like stealthy cats, they made their way through the tall corridors of the residence and climbed all the way up to Vanilla's room at the dusty attic. The three yawned and stretched their bodies as they crossed the door. Vanilla locked it from inside and turned the light switch on.

CXIV. Sharing Fantasy.