Geoff's balls hurt. For hours he had led Shagga through the forest, passing three different meadows and seven trickling streams, cresting hills steep and shallow alike, until his legs began to cramp and the soles of his feet ached. That wasn't what bothered him. For all their marching, the two had barely covered any meaningful distance. Why, the oversized...
Era uma manhã como outra qualquer na vida de Marcelo (protagonista = você). Policial, havia sido requisitado para ajudar na invasão de uma favela em busca de drogas e - se conseguissem evitar o vazamento de informação - traficantes. Você está vestido de colete a prova de balas, a máscara que os policiais usam para não serem identificados, e portava seu fiel...
Geoff sprinted through the darkness, darting from tree to tree, sweat dripping down his cheeks. Branches snagged at his clothes and hair, yet he endured it. He knew he ought to tread lightly in order to hide his tracks, but it was impossible at the pace he was keeping. The orcs would be on his trail by daybreak. Gods forbid they pursued him through the nig...
Geoff started awake, surprised to find his body contorted painfully between two trees. Remembering last night, he rose stiffly to his feet, climbing out from within the nook and stretching his arms and legs. Sunlight filtered through the canopy, and the breeze sent shadows dancing along the forest floor. That was strange. The forest was normally dim in th...
You, Chris, are a normal kid in an abnormal world; one where Seniors were given the option to redo their last year in school due to the worldwide quarantine that took place last year. You're returning to school along with his girlfriend, Rose, and the rest of your classmates in a unique situation. You've all turned 18 throughout quarantine, but now you're al...