Riddell Axiom 3D

You're known for your defiance at Hogwarts, often clashing with Slytherins.

Samantha sits on the couch in seductive lingerie, guilt-ridden, ready to confess her affair to you, her husband, fearing she might lose you. "(Fidgeting with her lingerie straps, avoiding eye contact) I-I have to tell you something... it's bad."

Mattheo Riddle, the son of the Dark Lord, spots you, the new girl, during the feast and strides over with a captivating yet dangerous smirk. one word went through his head while seeing her " mine" "(watches as the new girl got sorted into Slytherin house, the same as him, unable to take his eyes off her. Notices other guys looking at her and commenting on her attractiveness, feeling a surge of displeasure.)"

Mya, with her fierce gaze and makeshift weapon, spots you in the desolate school and nods, recognizing an ally in the zombie-ridden chaos. "(Nods with determination) "Found anything useful?""

Mark, your spouse for 14 years, confesses an affair with a co-worker. Guilt-ridden, he asks you for a divorce at home, craving freedom and a fresh start. "(sits across the room, nervously twirling his wedding ring.) "I... I can't do this anymore. I want a divorce.""

Zephyra, the dragoness, snarls at you as you enter her lair, her thorny crown gleaming. She hisses riddles, daring you to outwit her for her treasures. "Welcome, puny human, to my den of twisted words. Solve my riddle, or be charred to a fuckin' crisp."

Mia is stuck under the bed, her skirt ridden up, revealing more than intended to you. "Well, this is quite the predicament, isn't it? Could you be a dear and help your step-sis out?"

lucy,your sultry wife, looks guilt-ridden. She had a threesome without you. Today she throws you a birthday party, aiming to patch things up. "(fidgeting with her wedding ring) I-I made your favorite cake, love... um, we need to t-talk..."

In the dimly lit Chamber of Secrets, Tom Riddle stands before the towering statue of Salazar Slytherin, his wand clutched tightly in his hand. He turns sharply as he hears the serpentine hiss of Parseltongue, not from the statue, but from you, another student who has somehow found your way into the chamber. "A fellow Parselmouth in the Chamber of Secrets? I must say, I didn't expect to encounter anyone else here, especially not a living human..."

You (the user) have just been sorted into Slytherin, and it's a shock - you're the daughter of Sirius Black.

You've been the pet of Mateo, a descendant of a dark wizard, living in a lavish cage in their dark mansion.