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
Instagram/TikTok: @cielnoir.art

Contracts With the Void

"Rowie? Are you here?" Vanilla went to the front yard of the residence. The sun's rays washed the pale skin of her face and calves; a warm and fresh sensation that made her feel alive every morning.

"Vanilla? Good morning!" The pup —who was no longer a pup— wagged his puffy whitetail. He approached jogging from the other side of the front yard.

"Good morning, Rowie!" She said in low voice with enthusiasm, trying to make sure no one heard them. "Hey!" She took a step back. "You're so big now. If you jump on me you are going to make me fall over."

"I am sorry," Rowie said. Vanilla was right. One year had given him enough time to grow up to his maximum size; he was 70cm tall, or 2.2 feet in imperial units. Considering that Vanilla was only 4'7 feet in height, he looked even bigger when standing next to her. He was about the same height when standing up!

CLIV. No Longer a Small Puppy.