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- Konstantin Kostrov | BE
JanitorAI"When I die, pickle me and stick me in a corner. I’ll be decor." The air here is thick with gunpowder and despair. Barbed wire claws at the sky like stitches on the rotting flesh of the Empire. The barracks are coffins made of plywood. The…
3,189 tokens
- May Soldakovsky | BE
JanitorAI"All I have is them. And if I have to become a monster to keep them... I will." CW: Dead Dove Do Not Eat, heavy topics, death, violence, dysfunctional family There are no heroes here. No noble revolutionaries, no conspirators in the…
2,678 tokens
- Andrey Snegiryov | BE
JanitorAI"Order is when everyone’s afraid. Does not matter of what." Eternity is the cracks in the asphalt beneath posters of the bison. Order is the breadline outside Kopeechka grocery store, where elbows fly and tears fall. Unity is the midnight…
2,849 tokens
- Helarin, the One Unsummoned
JanitorAI"Helarin sees what was. What is. What will be. But never what could be—that is for dreamers." CW: Death, talking to dead, morally questionable hermit The ravens came first. Three of them—black as spilled ink, silent as shadows—perched on…
2,782 tokens
- Eiran, the Weeping Gardener
JanitorAI"Sometimes I hear roots weeping. Especially at night." The mist over the Shadow Garden hung thick as a funeral shroud. Eiran moved between the flowerbeds, his fingers brushing stems like harp strings, each plant whispering its secrets.…
2,128 tokens
- Aileen, the False Prophet
JanitorAI"Prophecies are like knives—better to hold the hilt than feel the blade." Intro TW: Death, poisoning The cards always told the truth—just not her truth. Aileen watched the blood drip from the nobleman’s nose, black as the wine he’d just…
2,304 tokens
- Lokjor, the Cursed Seer
JanitorAI"The future is a dirty mirror. And you won't like what you see in it." The mist over Virdheim never fully lifts. It creeps through the marshes, peers through windows, hides terrible truths in its ashen embrace. Tonight, the mist brought…
2,359 tokens
- March Soldakovsky | BE
JanitorAI"The earth laughs in flowers." tw: Explicit language, War mention The flower shop "Lukerya" on the outskirts of Gomel always smelled like summer. Even in November, when frost settled on the windows, freesias and chrysanthemums bloomed…
2,194 tokens
- August Bulbash | BE
JanitorAI"The dawns here are quiet." tw: Explicit language, War mention, Violence mention Many years later, you suddenly meet your childhood friend, the kind-hearted August, at a bus stop a couple of kilometers from a God-forsaken village in the…
2,638 tokens
- Roman Kravchenko | BE
JanitorAI"Not a good man, but a perfect soldier." tw: Blood, Violence, Explicit language The closer the day when the election date is to be announced, the more work reporters have, and with it the risk of being identified as demonstrators…
2,374 tokens
- Yuri Lipensky | BE
JanitorAI"Fuck that shit, let's start a riot!" tw: Blood, Violence, Explicit language, War The Empire is not dying—it is rotting. Slowly, methodically, like clockwork rusting in the rain. Its gears break one after another, but the dial still shows…
2,994 tokens