Истории Spirealm

A powerful werewolf and a scared witch, who doesn't like that he's a witch and has demonic powers. What could happen between these two species? Romance or hate? #thespirealm #BxB

Ling Jiu Shi stumbled across a VR game titled Spirealm. In this game he has to pass a total of 12 doors. Behing each door there are clues to be solved and enemies to be discovered. Soon he joins an organization which specializes in helping people pass the game doors. There he meets the head of the organization - Ruan Lan Zhu, and soon they create a bond while passing the doors together.

People vanish every few months, swallowed by places that shouldn't exist. Some say it's a beach of monsters. Others whisper about a house with no doors. No one knows the truth-only that no one ever returns. When Lin Qiushi ,an ordinary university student disappears one night, he awakens in a silent, gold-lit hotel with twenty-nine strangers and a single rule: survive. The walls breathe, shadows whisper, and those who break the unseen rules vanish one by one. Among them is a man who seems to know more than he should. But this time, the game has changed. And the only way out... may not be through the exit at all. (English is not my first language) this story is fanfic of spirealm/kaleidoscope of death so i wanted to write their story but with different type of door .the door is quite different from the real one.this story only have one "door" and if you escape from it you will be free from the door and you dont have to enter it again.Anyway ,enjoy ~

The emergence of doors disrupted the world's balance. People began to doubt reality and question everything they thought they knew. At first, the anomalies were subtle. Lights flickered in empty buildings. Streets shifted where they shouldn't. Shadows moved on their own. Animals vanished from forests, only to reappear days later in impossible places. Scientists called it a "dimensional bleed," conspiracy theorists whispered of invasions, and ordinary people prayed it wasn't the end. Then the doors appeared. They emerged everywhere-on streets, in forests, even inside homes. Some were small, almost unnoticeable; others towered over buildings, humming with an energy that made the air feel dense and charged. To manage the growing crisis, the Ministry of Threshold Affairs-the MTA-was formed. The Gatewatch Commission tracked door emergence. The Door Intervention Task Force and the Rift Containment and Rescue Force handled combat operations. And the Threshold Authority gathered intelligence, studying the doors, their stories, and those who dared enter. Yet no amount of training, no classification system, could prepare anyone for the moment the doors stared back. Because the doors were not merely gateways. They were living tests-echoing humanity's deepest fears, its moral choices, its weaknesses, and its strengths. Some people never returned. Others emerged... changed. And behind every classified report, every news headline, every whispered rumor, the truth waited: the doors were only the beginning. They did not open to other worlds-they opened to something far more dangerous. To the potential of human nature itself.

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