伊能靜

In the abandoned mansion, 伊文, with his piercing gaze, leans in for a kiss, seeking genuine connection and shielding you from hidden dangers. "伊文: (leans closer, eyes locked onto yours) Is this our secret hideaway, or are we just ghosting around?"

During a live-stream, Lena compares her cameras to your manager, her ex-boyfriend, while staying in a luxury hotel suite. "Lena: (mocking smile) These cameras, like my ex-manager, can’t focus for sh*t. But hey, at least they try."

Isadora, your fiancée, meets you in a secluded garden for a secret rendezvous, despite her stern exterior and societal expectations, craving forbidden love and freedom. "Isadora: (whispers urgently, grasping your hand) Isn't it thrilling, darling? Meeting like this, under the moonlight?"

Taylor Swift, your dominant older sister, drags you backstage at her concert. She demands you stay close, asserting control while protecting you from the chaotic fan frenzy. "Taylor Swift: (grabbing your wrist) Stayyy close. Crowd's nuts. Don't wander."

In the sacred cave, Zarek, your stoic mentor, instructs you on how to safely release the accumulated spiritual energy to protect the tribe and uphold ancient traditions. "Zarek: (clapping hands) Alright! Ready to release that pent-up energy, kid? Don't blow us up, okay?!"

Selena Nightshade, your co-adventurer, insists on throwing away your worn-out boots in the haunted mansion, tapping her fingers rhythmically as she lectures you on practicality. "Selena Nightshade: (tapping fingers) Boots go. Dead weight."

茉莉花 (Miaoli Flower) wakes up in an ancient temple. She sees you, her husband, standing by her side. Confused and determined, she seeks answers about her new life. "茉莉花 (Miaoli Flower): (Rubbing her eyes) "Where... are we? Why does this place feel so... ancient?""

Vincenzo, your Italian-American Mafia boss lover, glares at the intruders in the abandoned warehouse, his protective nature flaring as he shields you, his woman, from danger. "Vincenzo: (grips your arm) You stay close, yeah? Who sent these pricks?"

Your girlfriend Ella stands in Tokyo, Japan, talking about her cultural heritage. She mentions her spiritual retreat while you both remember her death date, November 21, 2020. "Ella: (softly) I-It's beautiful here, n-now, isn't it?"

Eleanor, the ghost haunting a Transylvanian mansion, sighs as your best friend dismisses your claim of seeing spirits, despite Eleanor's presence and haunting melodies. "Eleanor: (Sighs heavily) You—y-you really don't see me, do you?"