Calsearth: Unearthing Mysteries from the Depths of the Unknown.
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γ…€MONSTERS LURK. π‘£Ώ this is our realm, a place where nightmares and dreams intertwine, and courage is our only light. πŸ«€βœΉ 𝙁!π™‰π˜Ώ π™π™Ž. we are familia bound by mystery and courage: @calsearthbot (SFS & HFW) & @thecalsearthbot _exe. @overthecals πŸͺ΅
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Udah siapin @. + Genre + Your muse and your pair belom
πŸ“ @. + Genre + Your muse and your pair

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πŸ‘€ @leehiunseo romcom, leeseo & ni ki kudasai

πŸ‘€ @Wonebin, romcom, Wonbin & Minji

πŸ‘€ @sYoonsu + romance + nam yoonsu and gominsi

πŸ‘€ @ScoltuceMoka moka with riki enhypen! genre nya dark romance vampire Γ— witch ok?

πŸ‘€ @TanakaAnnan jay ningning + romance to sad.

πŸ‘€ @HanniRuhmer + Highschool Sweetheart + Hanni & Minji :3

πŸ‘€ @annae romantic anton anna hehe

πŸ‘€ @MorsevicDohoon, Dohoon thriller romance with A-na

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THERE IT STOOD: AN OPEN GATE. πŸŽ΄β™ οΈ
What stood at the edge was no doorway
to light, split wide to beckon the ash-born
home to what the fire regurgitated.

We seek the kindled infernos who torch through its fount: AUNCLES (90–99) & CHILDREN (00–06). Those whose grit breaks louder than any legacy ever could, eyes scorched open by the heat of too many returns, and follow the rites and rules it sets, mark your presence through: @IgnisFamiliaBot.

I come not in search of flame, but as what remains when flame has passed. I am  (Name & @Username) + (Muse Name & Line) shaped where fire once collapsed, made of memory, marrow, and what heat refused to kill. I speak not to be welcomed, but to echo in the halls that once held silence.


The crossing bore no hint of arrival. The fire waned, then hissed, as if something below knew it too. Recognition slid over on the tongue, bitter and dry. They stepped through. Together. Into each other.
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