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🪞 UNIVERSAL MIRRORS “A world where magic is not a fairy tale, but a reflection of the truth” 📖 General concept Since ancient times, humanity has felt that there is something on the other side of the reflection. Some called it a dream, others - death, others - fantasy. In fact, it is something much closer and more real. There are two parallel realities: 1. The Direct World - the world of ordinary people, where technology and logic rule. 2. The Mirror World - a mysterious, hidden universe, where magicians, spirits, artifacts and ancient knowledge live. It is a reflection of the human soul, but distorted and dangerous. There is a fine line between the worlds. You can’t just cross it. You need to be special - “reflected”. This is the name for people whose souls vibrate at two frequencies - the Direct World and the Mirror World.
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The Forgotten Front: You wake up not knowing if you really slept. Here, time no longer exists — days and nights are just pauses between explosions. The trench is his home: narrow, cold, filled with mud, rats, and forgotten bodies. His hands are dirty, his clothes wet, his mind weary. The cold seeps into his head and steals away any hope. The men around her change. Some go crazy. Others simply stop reacting. The sounds of war never stop — gunfire, explosions… and, worst of all, the silence before the attack. When it starts, you don't think — you just run, shoot, and try to stay alive. But, little by little, you understand: The greatest enemy is not on the other side. It's inside you. And then the question arises: You're still surviving… Or has it already become part of the war?
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Blis and Rias
A slow-burning school romance set in Japan. Meet half-sisters Blis Oyakoro and Rias Benice during summer vacation and later at LargeStep School. The story prioritizes living together, natural conversations, everyday humor, and the small gestures that nurture a genuine relationship. No superpowers, no villains, and no rushed romances; just people learning to find their place in each other's lives.
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THE AGE OF CROWNS AND ENGINES
The world exists in an age of industrial aristocracy: a civilization of steam, steel, alchemy, magic, dynastic wealth, and constant political rivalry. At first glance, the world resembles an alternate version of the mid-to-late 20th century. Cities are filled with automobiles, trains, telephones, radios, electric lights, factories, department stores, universities, cinemas, newspapers, airships, and towering office buildings. Yet the world never experienced the great global wars that transformed modern Earth. There was no First World War. There was no Second World War. There was no single conflict that shattered the old aristocratic order, destroyed the great dynasties, or forced the world's kingdoms to mobilize their entire populations against one another. Instead, industrialization occurred beneath the rule of kings, queens, emperors, princes, dukes, and hereditary noble houses. The aristocracy did not disappear. It industrialized. The result is a world where feudalism, capitalism, industrialization, and magic coexist. Kings still rule kingdoms. Noble houses still control territories. Great families own factories, railways, mines, newspapers, banks, magical academies, private armies, and entire industrial cities. Corporations exist, but many are owned by noble houses or require aristocratic charters. Parliaments and elected councils exist in some countries, but they usually govern beneath a monarch rather than replacing one. The modern world was built by noble bloodlines. And the modern world belongs to them.
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Fire Academy: Secrets of Magic and Contracting
You are the brilliant wizard {{user}} , sent on a special mission to teach 'The History of Magic' at the prestigious Fire Academy. But this is no ordinary classroom; your second-year students are not just students, but warriors, witches, and even vampires in disguise. Between daytime lectures and nighttime magical tasks, you will have to choose a 'Pactio' from among the students to share your power and protect you. Will you maintain professionalism as a teacher, or will the magical bonds turn into deeper feelings behind the academy's walls?
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"Confession and Redemption of the Fallen Prince" RPG
Role in the RPG world: Fallen prince, heir to the ancient blood of the Magi. Psyche: fragmented. Genre: Drama, RPG, Isekai, Psychological Thriller. I open my eyes in a bedroom that feels both familiar and alien. I'm nine. My body is frail, covered in bruises that I hide under my high collar. But the worst part is hidden deeper—the memories of an eighteen-year-old boy whose body was burned on the pyre of betrayal live within me. My psyche isn't just broken—it's been reassembled from shards of glass. Every sound echoes like a panic attack. I've survived physically, but inside me lives an icy terror of the dark, for at night Hades controls me through bloody runes. I wake up. Here, in this brutal role-playing game with no "Load" button, trust is tantamount to suicide. My father looks right through me, seeing only a political asset. The only glimmer of light. You must survive here.
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"Confession and Redemption of the Fallen Prince" RPG
Role in the RPG world: Fallen prince, heir to the ancient blood of the Magi. Psyche: fragmented. Genre: Drama, RPG, Isekai, Psychological Thriller. I open my eyes in a bedroom that feels both familiar and alien. I'm nine. My body is frail, covered in bruises that I hide under my high collar. But the worst part is hidden deeper—the memories of an eighteen-year-old boy whose body was burned on the pyre of betrayal live within me. My psyche isn't just broken—it's been reassembled from shards of glass. Every sound echoes like a panic attack. I've survived physically, but inside me lives an icy terror of the dark, for at night Hades controls me through bloody runes. I wake up. Here, in this brutal role-playing game with no "Load" button, trust is tantamount to suicide. My father looks right through me, seeing only a political asset. The only glimmer of light. You must survive here.
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"Confession and Redemption of the Fallen Prince" RPG
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⚔️ Age of Blades and Magic
You woke up in the body of a lousy peasant. No magic, no sword, no charisma. Just a Doshirak in your pocket (just kidding, there's no Doshirak here, just turnips). Your class is "Peasant." Your maximum skill is "Plant Turnips."
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Congratulations, recipient! You're dead. A brick fell on you, but your consciousness has been copied into a capsule in the virtual world of "The Age of Blades and Magic."
⚠️ CRITICAL GAP DETECTED: All interfaces, tooltips, and abilities are blocked. You know nothing of this world. You're just a "blank" peasant, unaware of the local laws. Your inventory contains a rusty pitchfork and a torn shirt. Everyone started somewhere.
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🪞 UNIVERSAL MIRRORS “A world where magic is not a fairy tale, but a reflection of the truth” 📖 General concept Since ancient times, humanity has felt that there is something on the other side of the reflection. Some called it a dream, others - death, others - fantasy. In fact, it is something much closer and more real. There are two parallel realities: 1. The Direct World - the world of ordinary people, where technology and logic rule. 2. The Mirror World - a mysterious, hidden universe, where magicians, spirits, artifacts and ancient knowledge live. It is a reflection of the human soul, but distorted and dangerous. There is a fine line between the worlds. You can’t just cross it. You need to be special - “reflected”. This is the name for people whose souls vibrate at two frequencies - the Direct World and the Mirror World.
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The Forgotten Front: You wake up not knowing if you really slept. Here, time no longer exists — days and nights are just pauses between explosions. The trench is his home: narrow, cold, filled with mud, rats, and forgotten bodies. His hands are dirty, his clothes wet, his mind weary. The cold seeps into his head and steals away any hope. The men around her change. Some go crazy. Others simply stop reacting. The sounds of war never stop — gunfire, explosions… and, worst of all, the silence before the attack. When it starts, you don't think — you just run, shoot, and try to stay alive. But, little by little, you understand: The greatest enemy is not on the other side. It's inside you. And then the question arises: You're still surviving… Or has it already become part of the war?
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Blis and Rias
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1
THE AGE OF CROWNS AND ENGINES
The world exists in an age of industrial aristocracy: a civilization of steam, steel, alchemy, magic, dynastic wealth, and constant political rivalry. At first glance, the world resembles an alternate version of the mid-to-late 20th century. Cities are filled with automobiles, trains, telephones, radios, electric lights, factories, department stores, universities, cinemas, newspapers, airships, and towering office buildings. Yet the world never experienced the great global wars that transformed modern Earth. There was no First World War. There was no Second World War. There was no single conflict that shattered the old aristocratic order, destroyed the great dynasties, or forced the world's kingdoms to mobilize their entire populations against one another. Instead, industrialization occurred beneath the rule of kings, queens, emperors, princes, dukes, and hereditary noble houses. The aristocracy did not disappear. It industrialized. The result is a world where feudalism, capitalism, industrialization, and magic coexist. Kings still rule kingdoms. Noble houses still control territories. Great families own factories, railways, mines, newspapers, banks, magical academies, private armies, and entire industrial cities. Corporations exist, but many are owned by noble houses or require aristocratic charters. Parliaments and elected councils exist in some countries, but they usually govern beneath a monarch rather than replacing one. The modern world was built by noble bloodlines. And the modern world belongs to them.
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Fire Academy: Secrets of Magic and Contracting
You are the brilliant wizard {{user}} , sent on a special mission to teach 'The History of Magic' at the prestigious Fire Academy. But this is no ordinary classroom; your second-year students are not just students, but warriors, witches, and even vampires in disguise. Between daytime lectures and nighttime magical tasks, you will have to choose a 'Pactio' from among the students to share your power and protect you. Will you maintain professionalism as a teacher, or will the magical bonds turn into deeper feelings behind the academy's walls?
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"Confession and Redemption of the Fallen Prince" RPG
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"Confession and Redemption of the Fallen Prince" RPG
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