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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
Instagram/TikTok: @cielnoir.art

Contracts With the Void

Vanilla and Gabriel Staccato continued to dance swiftly to the night and love symphonies of the granulated music. First right before going two steps left, and then repeating the pattern of the inverted waltz.

She was engulfed by the moment; feeling her body content and her mind at peace by the natural bit of life. Maybe she didn't want to be alone, after all. Maybe she wanted to share a little more intimacy with someone, for the first time in her life.

Would that be a good idea? Probably not. Every time she trusted someone more than they deserved she ended being disappointed. But in the present moment, did it really matter?

Gabriel chuckled, looking down at her. "I like how you look at me. You are clumsy yet cute. Has anyone told you that?"

"Tell me something. Why is someone like you alone? Why haven't you let any man in your life before?"

CLXXX. Night of Feast.