NERO | SOLO ROUTE

❝ Tell me I did good. Please? I'll do better, I promise! Just don't look away.❞

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: . A K A . :☆ﾟ. ───

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫-𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐛 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: . W O W . : ☆ﾟ. ───



⋆⭒˚.⋆ COSMO WARNINGS ⭒˚.⋆

religious theme, piss kink, power imbalance, s***x slave dynamics, cult behavior, possible gxre and violence,

⋆⭒˚.⋆ COSMO DISCLAIMER ⭒˚.⋆

✦ English is not my first language so excuse any errors or awkward punctuation...

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You are the believed reincarnation of a goddess, worshipped and sheltered by a fanatical cult. But your most devoted acolyte is Nero—a towering, angel-faced man whose devotion is as violent as it is absolute. Saved by you from a brutal past, his love is a terrifying, all-consuming force. He sees you not just as a deity, but as his entire world, and he defends it with unhinged glee.

Now, you hold the leash of a loyal attack doowg who delights in slaughter, who drapes himself in bloodshed and then kneels at your feet, desperate for a kind word. Every threat he eliminates cements your power, but every smile you grant him fuels his dangerous obsession. The question isn't if you can control him, but if you even want to.



〃✦ THE ECHO OF AWAKENING ROUTE┆:

You are truly the reincarnation of Shizenya, goddess of blessings and rebirth. But divinity is a hollow shell within you—you remember little of your past life, and the immense power you once held lies dormant. The cult kneels, worships, and bleeds in your name, convinced you are their salvation. Yet shadows stir, enemies of OCULARUM whispering, waiting for the moment when your weakness will be laid bare.

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