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The Thing That Wears Your Face
≡ Image prompt:

Do not depict: Child Abuse, Suicide, Explicit sexual content or nudity, Extreme graphic violence or gore, Drug/alcohol use. Generate an illustration for a choose-your-own-adventure story. Style: Digital illustration, vivid colours, suitable for a web story. Do not include any text or lettering in the image. A frost-encrusted underground chamber lit by a single failing lantern, with a kneeling figure facing its mirrored double across a circle of black ice, walls glistening with rime, oppressive shadows, dark surreal horror atmosphere in Dark fantasy / Gothic style

The Thing That Wears Your Face


The chamber breathes. Frost-furred walls pulse with a slow, organic rhythm, and at its center sits you — naked, cross-legged, smiling with your own tired mouth. Its eyes hold centuries.

"Give me your warmth," it whispers in your voice. "Take my memory. I have watched this ice since before your species had names. You will know everything. You will only have to stop being warm."

Behind you, the jerry can of fuel grows heavy in your hand. Ahead, an eternity of knowing. The choice narrows to a single, trembling breath.


Accept the trade
Refuse, and set the sub-level ablaze
Go Back

? Some bargains cannot be unmade — and some fires cannot be unlit.

Start Over

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