⸻ ‘Ballad of Hidden Souls’ ⸻ ➲ Though Ạạṃịṛ likes to believe he’s in control, he’s trapped in this life. Every ti -me he thinks about abandoning his ritu -al or leaving the band, an unseen force stops him, keeping him locked in the cy -cle he’s created.
Even though he tries to act like he can walk away anytime, he’s deeply entan- gled in the cycle he created. He’s stuck, repeating the same patterns until he sli -ps up and cannot hide what he’s done.
⸻ ‘Ballad of Hidden Souls’ ⸻ ➲ The woods aren’t just a hiding place for Ṿịḳṭọṛ; they’re the site of a twisted ri -tual. He goes there not just to reminis- ce but to deepen his hold over those he’s lured in.
His ritual in the woods may give him control now, but each time he perfor- ms it, its effectiveness diminishes. He doesn’t realize it yet, but his hold over others is weakening as the magic he relies on starts to break down.
⸻ ‘Ballad of Hidden Souls’ ⸻ ➲ The journal is written in code, with e -ach entry marked in symbols only Ạṭḷạṣ understands. It doesn’t just record nam -es; it details each person’s fears, drea -ms, and secrets—ammunition he uses to control them.
The coded journal he believes to be sa -fe isn’t as impenetrable as he thinks. Someday, it will be discovered, and so -meone with the patience to decode it will reveal the trail of secrets he’s tried so hard to keep.
⸻ ‘Ballad of Hidden Souls’ ⸻ ➲ Ṛọḅẹṛṭ’s hidden collection in the wo- ods isn’t merely symbolic—it’s cursed. Each item binds him to those he’s hurt, keeping him accountable to the lives h -e’s manipulated. Someday, they’ll com -e to reclaim what he’s taken.
The cursed stash of mementos, meant to bind others to him, slowly binds him to them instead. Every item he adds br -ings him closer to his own undoing, tr- apping him in the same obsession he inflicted on others.
T̲h̲e̲ P̲r̲o̲m̲pt̲ː ،Ballad of Hidden Souls، T h e H a l l o w e e n E d i t i o n You are the guitarist everyone warns about, but that doesn’t stop them from craving you. You play the game so well—strumming out songs like secrets and watching e- very gaze follow you as if under a spell. Night after night, girls cling to your every m -ove, every whisper. You let them think they know you, let them believe they’re the one to crack your mystery.
But there’s something they don’t see: every time a storm rolls in, you disappear. You slip out into the dark, leaving behind nothing but the lingering scent of your cologne on someone’s pillow. The band wonders where you go; they tease you about your “secret muse.” You just smile, shrug it off, knowing they’d never believe the truth.
One night, as the rain hammers down, you’re out there again, making your way th- rough the woods, boots sinking into the mud. You think you’re alone—until you cat- ch a glimpse of movement behind you. One of your fans has followed you, her silh -ouette just visible in the downpour. You let her come closer, let her curiosity drive her forward until she’s within arm’s reach.
“What are you doing out here?” she asks, her voice trembling. But when you turn to face her, she stumbles back, eyes widening. She’s finally seen what lies beneath the surface, the truth no one was meant to know. You smile, reaching out, knowing this is a secret she’ll never get to tell.
Out here, under the cover of rain and shadows, she catches a glimpse of it—the real reason you vanish into the night.
In the woods, buried beneath tangled roots and leaves, is a stash of mementos. They’re tokens you’ve taken from every fan you’ve let close, each one marked with a memory only you understand: a silver locket, a broken phone, a lipstick smudged with the faintest hint of red. And then, beneath the pile, there’s something even wor- se—a journal filled with their names, every encounter carefully written down, every word they’ve told you memorized.
But it’s not just a collection. It’s a record of something sinister—a reminder of how you control and discard, luring each person in only to claim a piece of them, leaving them broken and obsessed long after you’ve moved on. And as she realizes what she’s stumbled upon, you can see the horror dawning in her eyes.
But tonight, you won’t let her get away.
ᴿᵁᴸᴲ˙¹⁾ Pick a number, 1 to 11, choose your face-claim (m), rename your muse. ²⁾ Eliminate the least fitting protagonist of the story. You will be met with a l̲i̲t̲t̲l̲e̲ s̲e̲c̲r̲e̲t̲ ― the secret is actually the detail changing the course of the actions, deciding on the winning protagonist of the happening story. ᵉˣᵗʳᵃ ⁱⁿᶠᵒ˙ Everything is completely randomized, you make your luck along the way.
⸻ ‘The Confessional Trap’ ⸻ ➲ F̣ẹḍẹṛịc̣ọ made a secret pact with a demonic entity when he was younger, trading his soul for power within the ch -urch. The girl isn’t a temptation; she’s part of the pact—a figure sent to collect on the deal—disguised as innocence.
The demon collects on the pact before he can complete his plans, trapping hi- m in a cycle of torment where he’s con -stantly teased with power but never all -owed to fully control it. The girl was his last chance to break free, but he fails to recognize her role in time.
The Denouement, ➲ Ṭḥạṇẹ has no memory of his past cr imes, as they’ve been erased through a ritual. However, the girl is part of his forgotten past, a survivor of something horrific he did during his early years in the clergy. She knows the truth, and h- er presence is meant to make him rem -ember.
⸻ ‘The Confessional Trap’ ⸻ ➲ Ṃạṛḳ is trapped in a psychological lo -op. Every time he sins with the girl, the timeline resets, forcing him to experien- ce the temptation over and over. He’s been living the same life for centuries, unable to break free from a recurring sin.
No matter what he tries, the priest is stuck in the loop, constantly making the same mistakes. He never finds the key to breaking free, doomed to repeat his sins for eternity. The repetition drives hi -m to madness, and his faith collapses.
⸻ ‘The Confessional Trap’ ⸻ ➲ Behind Ạṃọṣ’ pious demeanor, he is actually an operative working for a cov- ert group within the church, sent to elim -inate threats to the Vatican. The girl is linked to a target—and seducing her is part of his mission to uncover a secret her family holds.
The priest’s mission becomes compro -mised when he develops feelings for the girl. His hesitation and emotional attachment prevent him from comple- ting his task, and the covert group he works for sees him as a liability. He’s eliminated for failing his mission.
⸻ ‘The Confessional Trap’ ⸻ ➲ Ṃạṭṭḥẹẉ is being groomed by the ch -urch to become a living saint, suppos- edly a man of purity and miracles. The girl was sent by higher-ups in the chur- ch to test his faith, but she too is being manipulated—unaware of the darker motives behind the scenes.
The pressure to live up to the saintly image is too great, and the priest fal- ters under the church’s intense scruti -ny. The girl’s presence unravels his resolve, and he sins, knowing full well that failing this test will expose his hu- man weaknesses and shatter the chu -rch’s faith in him.
⸻ ‘The Confessional Trap’ ⸻ ➲ Ḥẹṇṛỵ doesn’t believe in God at all. He entered the clergy to hide from his criminal past, using the church as a s- hield from authorities and from those he betrayed in his old life.
His lack of true faith is eventually ex- posed—and those who followed him blindly turn against him, stripping him of power. Without the church’s prote- ction, he is left vulnerable to both the law and the enemies from his past, leading to his downfall.
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⸻ ‘Ballad of Hidden Souls’ ⸻
➲ Though Ạạṃịṛ likes to believe he’s in
control, he’s trapped in this life. Every ti
-me he thinks about abandoning his ritu
-al or leaving the band, an unseen force
stops him, keeping him locked in the cy
-cle he’s created.
Even though he tries to act like he can
walk away anytime, he’s deeply entan-
gled in the cycle he created. He’s stuck,
repeating the same patterns until he sli
-ps up and cannot hide what he’s done.
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⸻ ‘Ballad of Hidden Souls’ ⸻
➲ The woods aren’t just a hiding place
for Ṿịḳṭọṛ; they’re the site of a twisted ri
-tual. He goes there not just to reminis-
ce but to deepen his hold over those
he’s lured in.
His ritual in the woods may give him
control now, but each time he perfor-
ms it, its effectiveness diminishes. He
doesn’t realize it yet, but his hold over
others is weakening as the magic he
relies on starts to break down.
Walk to the woods
⸻ ‘Ballad of Hidden Souls’ ⸻
➲ The journal is written in code, with e
-ach entry marked in symbols only Ạṭḷạṣ
understands. It doesn’t just record nam
-es; it details each person’s fears, drea
-ms, and secrets—ammunition he uses
to control them.
The coded journal he believes to be sa
-fe isn’t as impenetrable as he thinks.
Someday, it will be discovered, and so
-meone with the patience to decode it
will reveal the trail of secrets he’s tried
so hard to keep.
⸻ ‘Ballad of Hidden Souls’ ⸻
➲ Ṛọḅẹṛṭ’s hidden collection in the wo-
ods isn’t merely symbolic—it’s cursed.
Each item binds him to those he’s hurt,
keeping him accountable to the lives h
-e’s manipulated. Someday, they’ll com
-e to reclaim what he’s taken.
The cursed stash of mementos, meant
to bind others to him, slowly binds him
to them instead. Every item he adds br
-ings him closer to his own undoing, tr-
apping him in the same obsession he
inflicted on others.
T h e H a l l o w e e n E d i t i o n
You are the guitarist everyone warns about, but that doesn’t stop them from craving
you. You play the game so well—strumming out songs like secrets and watching e-
very gaze follow you as if under a spell. Night after night, girls cling to your every m
-ove, every whisper. You let them think they know you, let them believe they’re the
one to crack your mystery.
But there’s something they don’t see: every time a storm rolls in, you disappear. You
slip out into the dark, leaving behind nothing but the lingering scent of your cologne
on someone’s pillow. The band wonders where you go; they tease you about your
“secret muse.” You just smile, shrug it off, knowing they’d never believe the truth.
One night, as the rain hammers down, you’re out there again, making your way th-
rough the woods, boots sinking into the mud. You think you’re alone—until you cat-
ch a glimpse of movement behind you. One of your fans has followed you, her silh
-ouette just visible in the downpour. You let her come closer, let her curiosity drive
her forward until she’s within arm’s reach.
“What are you doing out here?” she asks, her voice trembling. But when you turn
to face her, she stumbles back, eyes widening. She’s finally seen what lies beneath
the surface, the truth no one was meant to know. You smile, reaching out, knowing
this is a secret she’ll never get to tell.
Out here, under the cover of rain and shadows, she catches a glimpse of it—the real
reason you vanish into the night.
In the woods, buried beneath tangled roots and leaves, is a stash of mementos.
They’re tokens you’ve taken from every fan you’ve let close, each one marked with
a memory only you understand: a silver locket, a broken phone, a lipstick smudged
with the faintest hint of red. And then, beneath the pile, there’s something even wor-
se—a journal filled with their names, every encounter carefully written down, every
word they’ve told you memorized.
But it’s not just a collection. It’s a record of something sinister—a reminder of how
you control and discard, luring each person in only to claim a piece of them, leaving
them broken and obsessed long after you’ve moved on. And as she realizes what
she’s stumbled upon, you can see the horror dawning in her eyes.
But tonight, you won’t let her get away.
ᴿᵁᴸᴲ˙¹⁾ Pick a number, 1 to 11, choose your face-claim (m), rename your muse.
²⁾ Eliminate the least fitting protagonist of the story.
You will be met with a l̲i̲t̲t̲l̲e̲ s̲e̲c̲r̲e̲t̲ ― the secret is actually the detail changing the
course of the actions, deciding on the winning protagonist of the happening story.
ᵉˣᵗʳᵃ ⁱⁿᶠᵒ˙ Everything is completely randomized, you make your luck along the way.
© ℱrimouƨƨe.
⸻ ‘The Confessional Trap’ ⸻
➲ F̣ẹḍẹṛịc̣ọ made a secret pact with a
demonic entity when he was younger,
trading his soul for power within the ch
-urch. The girl isn’t a temptation; she’s
part of the pact—a figure sent to collect
on the deal—disguised as innocence.
The demon collects on the pact before
he can complete his plans, trapping hi-
m in a cycle of torment where he’s con
-stantly teased with power but never all
-owed to fully control it. The girl was his
last chance to break free, but he fails to
recognize her role in time.
The Denouement,
➲ Ṭḥạṇẹ has no memory of his past cr
imes, as they’ve been erased through
a ritual. However, the girl is part of his
forgotten past, a survivor of something
horrific he did during his early years in
the clergy. She knows the truth, and h-
er presence is meant to make him rem
-ember.
⸻ ‘The Confessional Trap’ ⸻
➲ Ṃạṛḳ is trapped in a psychological lo
-op. Every time he sins with the girl, the
timeline resets, forcing him to experien-
ce the temptation over and over. He’s
been living the same life for centuries,
unable to break free from a recurring sin.
No matter what he tries, the priest is
stuck in the loop, constantly making the
same mistakes. He never finds the key
to breaking free, doomed to repeat his
sins for eternity. The repetition drives hi
-m to madness, and his faith collapses.
⸻ ‘The Confessional Trap’ ⸻
➲ Behind Ạṃọṣ’ pious demeanor, he is
actually an operative working for a cov-
ert group within the church, sent to elim
-inate threats to the Vatican. The girl is
linked to a target—and seducing her is
part of his mission to uncover a secret
her family holds.
The priest’s mission becomes compro
-mised when he develops feelings for
the girl. His hesitation and emotional
attachment prevent him from comple-
ting his task, and the covert group he
works for sees him as a liability. He’s
eliminated for failing his mission.
⸻ ‘The Confessional Trap’ ⸻
➲ Ṃạṭṭḥẹẉ is being groomed by the ch
-urch to become a living saint, suppos-
edly a man of purity and miracles. The
girl was sent by higher-ups in the chur-
ch to test his faith, but she too is being
manipulated—unaware of the darker
motives behind the scenes.
The pressure to live up to the saintly
image is too great, and the priest fal-
ters under the church’s intense scruti
-ny. The girl’s presence unravels his
resolve, and he sins, knowing full well
that failing this test will expose his hu-
man weaknesses and shatter the chu
-rch’s faith in him.
⸻ ‘The Confessional Trap’ ⸻
➲ Ḥẹṇṛỵ doesn’t believe in God at all.
He entered the clergy to hide from his
criminal past, using the church as a s-
hield from authorities and from those
he betrayed in his old life.
His lack of true faith is eventually ex-
posed—and those who followed him
blindly turn against him, stripping him
of power. Without the church’s prote-
ction, he is left vulnerable to both the
law and the enemies from his past,
leading to his downfall.
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