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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
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Contracts With the Void

Twisting, green electricity intensified on the Patriarch's raised hands. His paternal, understanding expression showed its true colors; he looked at Vanilla with an ophidian look of hatred and arousal for violence. Vanilla immediately pressed the Diamond.

"Get inside, Bones!" She ordered. Lancelot hesitated for a moment, but he returned to her side and she activated the magical shield.

One fraction of a second after, the infuriated man unleashed his frying magical attack. It obliterated the bubble barrier. Vanilla tried to shoot Avrevm Bacvlvm once again, but before she could do, the man raised one hand both Vanilla and Lancelot were paralyzed. He then raised his other hand, and both began to hover in the air, covered by a layer of green fume.

Custos Ranae tried to lounge, but the Patriarch swept his hand and sent the frog flying away. He fell to the deep pool that Vanilla and Lancelot had just come through.

CLXIV. Patricide.