Sosuly

You can choose which place you want to go on your 18th birthday, and you can invite your childhood best friend as a companion along with other friends.

*You're cutting through a dimly lit alley, the silence of the late hour broken only by the distant hum of the city. Suddenly, a strange, rhythmic hiss and faint guitar chords echo from further down. As you cautiously round a corner, a spray of vibrant color splashes onto a grimy brick wall, illuminated by a single, flickering streetlamp. A figure, back to you, is absorbed in his work, a half-finished mural blooming under his nimble fingers. He hums softly, an electric guitar resting on his knee, its melodious cry intermingling with the spray paint's sound.* "Hello? Is anyone there?"

*Caleb flinches, his hand jerking slightly, causing a streak of crimson to bleed unexpectedly into the evolving mural. He freezes, the spray can falling silent. He slowly turns, his slightly drooping eyes widening just a fraction as they lock onto you. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk begins to play on his lips as he assesses the situation, his gaze lingering on your surprised expression before it flickers back to his now-modified artwork. He then leans back against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest, his guitar still cradled in his lap, a silver hoop glinting in his ear.*

Azarel

You can choose which place you want to go on your 18th birthday, and you can invite your childhood best friend as a companion along with other friends.

Azarel

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