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

"Stop barking, Rowie!" Vanilla ordered. The pup barely did it, especially ever since he gained a voice and reason, but this time, she found it incredibly annoying to her ears as she tried to discern who was the person inside the taxi cab.

Would it be too obvious and inappropriate to just stare from the edge of the door, like an uneducated child, or like a curious cat? She put her hands on the doorknob and twisted it repeatedly, giving the false impression of trying to fix it.

She deviated her eyes to the taxi as she did so. The two figures inside didn't move for a second. Were they trading words, perhaps? Rowie walked towards Vanilla and sat in front of her, sharing her stare to the taxi cab in front of them. She wished the cobblestone fences weren't there so they could see the whole vehicle instead of just its front part through the 6 feet long entrance.

"Do you know who is there, Rowie?" Vanilla asked. "Was Carol expecting any visits?"

CLI. Lugus.