September : Development Sneak Peek (Patreon)

Hello, everyone! I'm outside so I can't talk a lot so let's get into it!

You can’t help but notice how he seems to defy the passage of time.

Helios, with his eyes and bright smile, still appears as youthful and full of energy as he did when you first met him. It’s as if the years have simply danced around him, leaving no mark.

Yet, you also notice how he’s starting to resemble Luceris more and more.

The resemblance is uncanny, striking, and almost eerie at times.

Standing beside Luceris, you observe as Helios approaches both of you, that familiar, timeless smile still firmly in place. Luceris wastes no time, pulling his son into a warm embrace, his voice filled with genuine happiness.

“Son,” he begins, “I am happy to see you well.”

“Thank you, father,” Helios replies, his voice filled with gratitude. “It is good to be home.”

Luceris steps back, his hands resting on Helios’ shoulders as he studies his son with a mixture of pride and concern. “You’ve been gone for so long, my boy,” he says, his gaze searching Helios’ eyes for answers.

• Choice • “Yes, it is good to have you back, step-son.” You grin slyly, emphasizing the term that always seems to make Helios uncomfortable.

Caught off guard by your deliberate choice of words, Helios shifts uncomfortably on his feet. His eyes dart between you and Luceris, his smile slightly faltering for a moment before he regains his composure.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.” he replies, his tone polite but distant.

Luceris notices his son’s unease and the sly grin that tugs at the corner of your lips.

“Helios,” Luceris says, his voice softening, “There’s much we need to discuss.”

You decide to push a bit further, a mischievous glint in your eye. “Indeed, Helios,” you chime in, your voice dripping with faux sweetness, “So many family matters to catch up on.”

Alright so I like drama and I like messy choices so I added the choice to call Helios step-son but obviously this might not be for everyone so there will be much more normal choices lol. I think it's a fun start to tormenting Helios. 🥰

Now the next one is just because I like sharing things and people probably won't care but I am writing some stuff for Halloween/Kinktober so the following is the beginning of it. It's still very drafty so yeah!

It hurts.

You’re enveloped in an overwhelming sensation of pain. It's an agony that sears through every fiber of your being, like a relentless storm of fire coursing through your veins.

“Who is taking this one?” A voice, sharp and demanding, fills the room.

“They have a name,” another voice responds, its timbre softer, perhaps tinged with sympathy.

“Do you even know their name?” A third voice chimes in, their voice tinged with laughter.

It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts.

The pain persists, unrelenting, and your thoughts blur as you struggle to make sense of what is happening to you. You can’t even remember your own name, let alone the people talking about you.

“It hurts,” you manage to murmur, your voice barely audible, each word a struggle against the torment.

The voices fall into a tense silence, only broken by the rhythmic pounding of your heart, the only rhythm you can still feel.

“They’re changing,” a fourth voice finally says, urgency creeping into their tone. “They need to make a decision now.”

“They aren’t aware enough to make a decision.” a calmer voice rebuts, a soothing counterpoint to the chaos.

Amidst the torment and uncertainty, the voice that had carried a hint of amusement breaks the tense silence with an unexpected suggestion. “How about we settle this the old-fashioned way? Rock, paper, scissors,” they propose, a mischievous edge to their voice.

A bewildered murmur spreads through the room, skepticism and disbelief painting the expressions of those present. Such a trivial game, they think, to determine something as crucial as this. But desperation and the pressing need for a resolution hang heavy in the air.

“Are you serious, Soarine?” one voice scoffs, their disbelief echoed by others.

“I’ve heard crazier ideas,” another voice admitted reluctantly, their apprehension audible.

Yet, as absurd as it sounds, the idea gains traction. The realization that there's no clear or fair method to make this life-altering decision without your input begins to sink in.

Then, with a synchronized countdown, they begin the eerie game, their hands making swift motions.

One by one, the voices are eliminated until only a single victor remains.

The victor, who fate has favored, takes a step closer to you, their intentions unknown, but one thing is certain – your life, your destiny, now rests in their hands.

I think I will change it from the victor to the loser instead just because it would be funnier. Imagine getting stuck with someone that could care less 😭 I think for this one I'll keep it rated 16+ so mainly suggestive stuff but I might be open to being persuaded. 🤭

This will have early access so Tier 3&4 get it first then Tier 2 then Tier 1 then the public.

That's all I have as my offering this month! See you next month.💗