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

Cookie's eyelids made of silky flesh and sweet milk unwrapped themselves, revealing the two sapphires that her soul used as windows to peer and connect with the outside world.

Her essence got catalyzed into a tornado of subjective desires and objective satisfactions, no longer forming part of the physical world of neuro connections. Golden and silver cascades revealed before her eyes, streaming down in fine ribbons of porous textures. Behind them, nothing but a black nada perforated by blue stars were up to be seen. Invisible, ethereal water ebbed her to a single fixed direction, no matter how she accommodated herself on her way.

"This…" the girl mumbled, putting apart the piles of golden threads on her face that she had for hairs. She looked down, and any clothing that she could be wearing when she was still a living being in the real, imaginary world was gone inside the deathless dream.

CXVI. Yonder the Dream.