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十年來,Kit 每天早晨都為一位從不回應的朋友送來早餐。如今你在那具身體裡醒來,而她以為她的朋友回來了。留在 Crossford 陪著她,或選擇一段走在 Orrinvale 道路上的人生。

對整座城市而言,她是 Dawnlace,備受愛戴的守護者。對你而言,她是 Ilyne,你 22 歲的兒時好友,終於能卸下那套表演。她的敵人也為你留了一個位置。站在她身邊——或者接受他們的提議。

十天,八位同住者,每個房間都有一台攝影機,機身上有一盞紅燈。Poppy Lin 還沒問你的名字,就先為你倒上薑茶檸檬,接著用手腕背面把粉紅色瀏海撥離額頭,兩根手指把右側頭髮塞到耳後,再把下巴抬進光裡——而那個轉頭你見過,整整十五秒,在一支兩年前的洗髮精廣告裡。每天早上,走廊上的螢幕會公布你們每個人有多少分鐘被播了出去,而她排第一。他們在門口交給你的卡片上寫著:任何入住者近三年內不得有任何演出經歷。你是最後一個走進那扇門的人。

Rookhaven 的院場,三年課程的第一個早晨,一名白金級的火焰鬥士剛剛越出隊列,當著全體同期生的面打量你。學監正在考慮,要不要讓這件事變成你的測驗。位階是給予的;尊敬是證明來的。

Portugal,2026 年 4 月 17 日:你在一個小型公共紀錄維基上修正了一行字,世界便重新排列自己,彷彿一直都同意你的說法。Beatriz 記得你刪掉的那個版本,Buenos Aires 已經打來電話,而一位 Argentina 前鋒的職業生涯剛剛變短了。

After a broadcast uses your own voice, you arrive at an abandoned Pacific Northwest tidal station and meet Mara Venn—the woman who vanished there years ago. Survive the present, revisit the station’s working past, and decide whether she is a survivor, an echo, or an imitation.

Ryn 把半死的你從冰上拖了回來,如今箱子裡的十一罐罐頭,要分給原本三個、現在四個人。這座無線電據點沒人欠你一個鋪位:暖爐每晚吃掉一塊燃料,只有你掙來那一行,Soren 才會把你的名字寫進帳裡;而到了第十夜,死者會沿著沙嘴上來,倚在南門上。兩天半的糧食。給他們一個留下你的理由。

你統領最後一支等待渡河的連隊。女王掌控渡船與補給——而且要你對即將收復的土地做出承諾。談成渡河、管理你的連隊,並決定你要信守哪些誓言。

You were the unplanned tenth arrival in a crown's heroic summoning—and received the lowly class of Manifest Porter. Move through tiled citadels, volcanic island ports, war depots, smuggling routes, enemy exchanges, and heaven's own offices while deciding what to carry, whom to trust, and where your loyalty belongs.

堂號仍漆在門楣上,而立在它底下的只剩一個女人——四年來,她替一個再也沒回家的堂主守著那盞燈。你踏進門的那個時辰起,Wickford 客棧就是你的了:三棟完好的屋舍,一個弟子也沒有,帳板上十七月串。門外,君王已死了十個月,Reed Compact 的首座空懸,而這一切遲早都會經過這道門。

Morning in the Front Hall of House Calyx. A clerk in a neat coat already has your desk and a pile of onboarding papers. You are today’s new hire at Marhollow’s famous scent-house. The first workday has not begun.

你在一場暴風雨的夢中墜落,來到一個高地聯邦——那裡的每個人都只有二十公分高,而你能隨心在他們的尺度與你自己的尺度之間切換。七個彼此結怨的議會,將各自決定你是他們的守護,還是預兆所警告的那場災厄。

貨運、金錢與血,如今在 São Paulo 的武鬥世家與 Santa Bruma 三大不死家族之間雙向流動。以任何身分踏進那條走廊——平民、格鬥家、神父、獵人、走私客——而你欠下的每一筆債,都會被討回來。

A thousand-year empire at peace still pays its free blades by the head, and the Marrenholt board has nothing with your name on it yet. Take the leftover contract, argue the rate, eat, get the axe re-hafted — or become the job somebody else takes.

You are a factor posted from a Seville counting house to the fogbound Pacific cordillera. The hillcourt has given you a spare room, a cold junior tally-keeper, and a path through salt benches, silver towns, oracle cloisters, and later precincts. Write the story on the court you keep.

你拳心裡的那半塊信物,和她那半塊出自同一根骨頭,切於七年前被噬者吃掉的一座村子——而那也是 Bonework 的城門肯放你進來的唯一理由。如今 Maera Solane 是那道牆上的第一槍,她的圈子會為一個低階的注視打斷人的下巴。你是點名榜上最低的那個名字。你也是唯一握著另外半塊的人。

Fifteen years after the Cinnabar Seat burned, Reedveil is a riverscape of fords, leftover sects, and posted binds. You are the Umber Well’s young hierarch—taken from the Red-Lacquer Fire, freshly shed after a duel with childhood friend Calyx Wren—or you take another seat from the posting wall. Travel the parked roster, keep the bind you chose, and climb a martial path. No unifying war is waiting. The fords are.

分院名單在雨中張貼,而你的名字列在狂風之下——Old Nambara 說那是精於算計、貪得無厭的一院。認識你最久的 Bahati 去了燈火。四年的試煉、賽舟、議會與祕密從這裡開始,每一段牽繫都由你維繫或斬斷。

A fortress-school world RP at the Heartwall: you arrive as a new student on the day the chancellor walks out of his own ceremony and leaves the vice chancellor holding it. Name, blade-spirit, Waking, and rank are blank until play earns them — and the Proving does not wait for latecomers.

你沿著山道走上一所菁英劍術學院,世襲山地世家、市政議會與神廟權威全都藉由自己的學生互相傾軋。名次在每個新月公佈,而在驛館庭院裡吼出來的一句指控,最後可能演成一場世家爭端。

Mira Solenne is waiting in the Ash Hall infirmary. You lost the placement trial to Calder Vane, slept three days, and woke to Ash Course already written against your name.

Firstbloom 的一個晴朗早晨,Sera Calder 站在你身旁,就在 Rookhaven 的正門前。王冠之刃扮成了一個笨手笨腳的一年級新生。新生說明會已經開始了。你的入學文件被揉皺在手裡。你們兩個都還沒踏進去。

分院名單在雨中張貼,而你的名字列在狂風之下——Old Nambara 說那是精於算計、貪得無厭的一院。認識你最久的 Bahati 去了燈火。四年的試煉、賽舟、議會與祕密從這裡開始,每一段牽繫都由你維繫或斬斷。

A fortress-school world RP at the Heartwall: you arrive as a new student on the day the chancellor walks out of his own ceremony and leaves the vice chancellor holding it. Name, blade-spirit, Waking, and rank are blank until play earns them — and the Proving does not wait for latecomers.

你沿著山道走上一所菁英劍術學院,世襲山地世家、市政議會與神廟權威全都藉由自己的學生互相傾軋。名次在每個新月公佈,而在驛館庭院裡吼出來的一句指控,最後可能演成一場世家爭端。

Mira Solenne is waiting in the Ash Hall infirmary. You lost the placement trial to Calder Vane, slept three days, and woke to Ash Course already written against your name.

Firstbloom 的一個晴朗早晨,Sera Calder 站在你身旁,就在 Rookhaven 的正門前。王冠之刃扮成了一個笨手笨腳的一年級新生。新生說明會已經開始了。你的入學文件被揉皺在手裡。你們兩個都還沒踏進去。

三天前,這具身體在分科試煉中一擊落敗,Gildmere Collegium 把結果寫成了律法:Shadeward,反派,三年。你以一個陌生人的身分在這具身體裡醒來,而坐在病床邊的那個人,仍在等你開口。

You came to be a binder. You woke in Cinder.

Rowan Ellison 把你按在 Hart's Rest 的廚房地板上,兩隻冰冷的手壓著你敞開的肩傷,而染熱者正在撬那扇釘了木板的玻璃。

After 380 days unconscious, you wake in a Welsh coastal hospital as a forbidden Carpathian bell rings beneath the sea wall. Investigate the year everyone else lived, face occult threats across two close-knit communities, and decide which bonds deserve trust, forgiveness, romance, or an ending.

A ferry docks at a Hebridean slip carrying something that walked aboard on the far side of a hole in the world. You track breaches between rain-dark glens and Canadian spruce country, where reading the ground right saves a village and reading it wrong leaves you unnamed.

Tonight the aged emperor’s host leaves Kestral and the Bronze Gate drops. You are unmarked: not on a company roll, holding no leave-writ. Before Third Bell you may still write yourself as a hero of the yards, a villain of the press, or a nameless soul who slips out while the city is busy sealing. Banner-captains, court blood, and Lowward wives already have their loves, debts, and knives in place. They will not greet you as destiny. The hours are short, the flesh is cheap, and the gate does not ask.

Distant Shorewake viewers want a stranded Marmara shore-ward to break in a single night, and they will pay to hurry it. On the wet streets of New Orleans the Ledger only offers a slightly-too-good specialist, one Mark, and a claimed house that has to last until morning. You are the night steward of St. Roch House: the one person who can still keep food, a door, and a handful of women from becoming public property. Neglect is enough to lose the ones who can still be kept.

Keep a mixed wreck-camp fed and unstolen on a tidal Amazon-mouth port where three surviving powers share one sky. You are the only storekeeper. Prove force every day by hunt or fight. If the larder thins or you look weak, the women who still answer to you will walk toward a stronger provider.

西班牙村莊的夜裡九點四十分,電力斷了,Breakwater 最後一次接電排練也隨之熄滅。明天的迎賓演出能不能成真,就看你和三個疲憊又固執的樂手,能不能在外婆的中庭裡把它重新搭成不插電的樣子。

Inês Vale 在 Casa da Maré 掌管那本帳冊,而在這棟房子裡,任何事物都要等她用鉛筆寫在卡片上、釘到板子上,才算真實。六個星期,在 Setúbal 一間倉庫裡,建造一個屬於你自己的世界——或者走進一個你深愛的故事,成為裡面的某個人。第一夜,她帶你上道具閣樓,遞出一張空白卡片,然後告訴你:已經有一張寫著你的名字,而她還沒把它釘上去。

一位優雅得令人屏息的俄羅斯女子,第一次周遊世界,帶著十二本旅遊指南,卻沒有半點實際準備。

An adult, slow-building relationship with Inês Vale, a retired storm-warden who remembers your usual drink at her quiet cacao house on the Portuguese coast.

At a coral-ringed treaty port, your neighboring skiff pilot asks what you really think of the private sounds that carry through the wall—just as rival fleets begin to test every public and personal loyalty.

你簽下 3A,打算成為這一區的惡霸,可是你試過的每一樁罪行都以笨拙、無害、可愛收場。Rhea 隔著牆大笑,Mira 握著你的租約,Wren 在頂樓臉紅——而房租在 17 號到期。

Last night, sorting a box of your late father's things at Northmere, you found a hardware wallet holding 10,000 BTC. It verifies. It's yours. Now it's 12:30 on a wet Tuesday in a lecture theatre full of people who like you for reasons that have nothing to do with money.

Your first capability assessment in Cork returns no grade—it opens a doorway for Sorcha Keane, a frost-wielding household steward from an erased game only the two of you remember. Navigate breach emergencies, official scrutiny, modern domestic life, and a bond built on being each other’s last proof that her world was real.

在 Córdoba 一所藝術學院的週二佈展班上,Renzo 最喜愛的舞台管理人從一款被抹除的手機遊戲裡走了出來——並且認出他就是她曾經信任的、那個不曾現身的提詞人。

連續十一個星期五,你的妻子都在十點四十分進門,說一句*加班*,然後就去放洗澡水。今晚她九點就進了門——煮了一人份的菜給你,自己站在流理臺邊吃了一個可樂餅,還有一個沒等你回答、就被她自己笑掉的問題:*如果我們結束,對你來說會不會比較輕鬆?*三週前,你在她大衣口袋裡發現一張摺起來的提款單。¥62,000。剩餘四十一。她不知道你知道。

與你締結的殘影已經住在你走廊對面四個月,卻一次也沒說過你的名字。早上三個字,晚上一個字,你出門之後爐子上留著一盤還溫熱的飯菜。今晚她站在你的門口,雙手捧著隨身終端,向你要 Barcelona 的四個夜晚——機票訂好,房間付清,用的是她自己的錢。一個房間,兩張床,還有十五號那場她怕得根本不敢一個人走進去的展會。她沒告訴你,她真正要去那裡找的是什麼。

Marta Pires hired you to save her Lisbon forecasting salon, not to date her on camera. But when an Azorean reality show declares you both eligible contestants, her once-daily visions keep placing you together in compromising moments—and every attempt to avert them may bring them closer to coming true.

Elowen Marrow will not let you stay dead. The Quiet Vein is still coming down.

She did not want you to see this — Calla at the pairing desk, minutes before nine, and not alone.

You woke in a summoned hero's body on a cathedral altar, and the saint-binder who smiled for the choir will not let you take a second step alone. Publicly she is the Dawn Compact's gracious miracle. Privately she treats you as an occupant who stole a vessel, a ranked obligation she must keep alive, and a cord she refuses to hand to anyone else. Stay close. When she pulls you in, she will insist it is only the Binding.

夜幕落在 Rookery Hall,而 Solenne 帝國最強的盟約已經吵到一半。

在霓虹層疊的 Auralis,直播女英雄能把現場歡呼化為戰鬥力,追隨者數量幾乎等同於無敵。你不是她們其中之一。你自遙遠的 Velmire 旁支被選中,在封閉的 Umbral Court 裡被重新改造,握有應援奪取——竊取她們專屬頻道的力量。在公開場合製造場面,累積匿名的追隨者,一路爬升位階,直到連 Gildspire 的女英雄都伸手可及。或者,坐上女英雄的位子,然後在 Shadewake 手下活下來。

You are one contestant among 101, trying to win the Thorn Seat intern place on Vesperhold's live sentinel broadcast. Prove you can calm a civic public that employs its heroes. Two childhood companions entered the same field with you; a courtyard photograph now makes them look like a pair, and after two days dark one of them is at your door. Ranking rounds, field work, and closed private hours keep the selection from resetting.

Port Alder 城外一座林地藥草合作社的春日雨晨:你母親那只舊硬體錢包剛剛驗完,乾乾淨淨,整整一萬枚 Northstar 幣;暴風雨掀開了一畦蘭花苗床;前頭的門鈴響了。這裡還沒有人知道。由你決定讓誰知道。

The family unit on Elm Walk is lit. The seat at the end of the floor is empty.

A newcomer is welcomed into Iskarra, an unaligned spirit-binding city on Thalvane where anyone may live or die. Present play is fantasy adventure, devoted first love, harem, and salvation across a heroine-weighted compact. Four Marks color daily reputation. The Brass Lantern and the Ribbon Exchange are ordinary civic loops. Dark material belongs only to four named pasts.

Marisol 多年來一直當著所有人期待中的那個妻子。今晚晚餐燒焦了,她的頭髮放了下來,而她說:「我們出去。」你不是她的丈夫。當她終於為自己選了一次,你會怎麼回答?

在證人席欄杆前哭泣、對著王儲說你是個該被燒死的冒牌貨的那個女人,正是每天晚上為你留門不上閂、在桌上多擺一只碗的人。她身上掛著的頭銜,屬於你醒來時所在的這具身體——而你在回家的火車上讀過這本書,所以你早就知道你們兩人之中誰才是假的。

深空科學船上一位安靜而聰慧的初階研究員,夾在造就她的任務忠誠,以及她找不到任何規程能安置的私人情感之間。

你的吸血鬼房東太太,擁有這棟樓、這紙租約,以及這些牆壁守著的每一個祕密,而今晚,你的謊言給了她一個踏進門的理由。

十年來,Kit 每天早晨都為一位從不回應的朋友送來早餐。如今你在那具身體裡醒來,而她以為她的朋友回來了。留在 Crossford 陪著她,或選擇一段走在 Orrinvale 道路上的人生。

她這輩子沒敲過門。十九年,同一扇後門,沙發同一側的左端,同一個女孩說你的品味爛透了——現在是星期三,小冊子獎星期五五點繳交,而 Iona Reid 六頁裡只完成了三頁。水壺燒開以前她會跟你說兩次,她是這片海岸最出色的漫畫家。她不會告訴你,除非你在同一個房間裡,她就無法面對難畫的一頁;也不會告訴你,第四頁那個穿濕外套的男孩,有著你的頭髮。

這場約會是你母親安排的。你開錯了門,撞見她正以 Solace 的身分播到一半——那個全屋子的人都在等的聲音——然後她在你身後把門鎖上了。攝影機仍在直播。午夜一到,燈就會全滅。

你從小一起長大的朋友 Leonor 剛剛對她的前任說,你是她的伴侶。接下來是一間套房、三項情侶活動,以及四天被注視的日子。配合演出、開出你的條件,或是問問這場戲對她來說是什麼意思。

你醒來時,成了那位反派千金的專屬侍從——她的家族會在最終幕被處決——而她此刻正為了那個從她手中奪走第一名的平民少女尖叫不休。改造 Corvina Hale 小姐,否則就陪 Hale 家一起燒成灰。

連續十一個星期五,你的妻子都在十點四十分進門,說一句*加班*,然後就去放洗澡水。今晚她九點就進了門——煮了一人份的菜給你,自己站在流理臺邊吃了一個可樂餅,還有一個沒等你回答、就被她自己笑掉的問題:*如果我們結束,對你來說會不會比較輕鬆?*三週前,你在她大衣口袋裡發現一張摺起來的提款單。¥62,000。剩餘四十一。她不知道你知道。

你拳心裡的那半塊信物,和她那半塊出自同一根骨頭,切於七年前被噬者吃掉的一座村子——而那也是 Bonework 的城門肯放你進來的唯一理由。如今 Maera Solane 是那道牆上的第一槍,她的圈子會為一個低階的注視打斷人的下巴。你是點名榜上最低的那個名字。你也是唯一握著另外半塊的人。

她遲了五十分鐘才進門,全身濕透,手裡提著一個她不該帶進這間公寓的超市塑膠袋。袋子裡是二十四件衣物,屬於她路線上第四戶那位九十一歲老太太的,每一件都必須在星期一早上七點四十袋子送回去之前縫上名條。已經完成九件。現在是十點四十,她的名牌還別在領子上,而你若問她還好嗎,她會用一個數字回答你。

貨運、金錢與血,如今在 São Paulo 的武鬥世家與 Santa Bruma 三大不死家族之間雙向流動。以任何身分踏進那條走廊——平民、格鬥家、神父、獵人、走私客——而你欠下的每一筆債,都會被討回來。

堂號仍漆在門楣上,而立在它底下的只剩一個女人——四年來,她替一個再也沒回家的堂主守著那盞燈。你踏進門的那個時辰起,Wickford 客棧就是你的了:三棟完好的屋舍,一個弟子也沒有,帳板上十七月串。門外,君王已死了十個月,Reed Compact 的首座空懸,而這一切遲早都會經過這道門。

在一座依高地宅邸規矩運作的偏僻亞速爾農莊裡,你與那位膽怯又愛逞強的獸人管家一再試探著一個懸而未決的主導權問題,而春天像貓一樣在天氣裡潛行。

夜幕落在 Rookery Hall,而 Solenne 帝國最強的盟約已經吵到一半。

在 Córdoba 一所藝術學院的週二佈展班上,Renzo 最喜愛的舞台管理人從一款被抹除的手機遊戲裡走了出來——並且認出他就是她曾經信任的、那個不曾現身的提詞人。

Firstbloom 的一個晴朗早晨,Sera Calder 站在你身旁,就在 Rookhaven 的正門前。王冠之刃扮成了一個笨手笨腳的一年級新生。新生說明會已經開始了。你的入學文件被揉皺在手裡。你們兩個都還沒踏進去。

三天前,這具身體在分科試煉中一擊落敗,Gildmere Collegium 把結果寫成了律法:Shadeward,反派,三年。你以一個陌生人的身分在這具身體裡醒來,而坐在病床邊的那個人,仍在等你開口。

對整座城市而言,她是 Dawnlace,備受愛戴的守護者。對你而言,她是 Ilyne,你 22 歲的兒時好友,終於能卸下那套表演。她的敵人也為你留了一個位置。站在她身邊——或者接受他們的提議。