http://theirheartsxx.proboards81.com/index.cgiHearts of a Thousand is a human, demon, and soul RPG. I'm the owner of it, and I'd like to affiliate with your site. Here is the introduction pasted on HoaT, which tells about the plot.
"Welcome to Hearts of a Thousand. Perhaps you think such a place looks warm and inviting, but you are wrong. I insist that you leave right away.
I, Arentae, am the elder of this place. I know firsthand what a danger and a menace it is. You don't want to become sucked into this tangle of lies and deceit, of loathing and bitterness, of caged souls and locked spirits. Of hauntings.
Still here?
Ahh, then.. listen closely.
Years ago, before even your great-grandparents had been conceived, the world was blanketed by a horrible darkness. Such a bone-chilling, skin-crawling thing; the shadows that possessed the land. And from those shadows stepped terrible beings; banshees, minotaurs, kelpies, cubi, and other demons.
But one day emerged a beast to end all beasts.
The basilisk.
I was there. I saw it with my own eyes. The basilisk's deadly gaze, which I quickly averted my eyes from; its scaly green skin; the sickening gut-wrenching sound of the giant serpent's body slithering along.
The basilisk hissed and opened its mouth. Long, piercing fangs, sharper than knives, protruded from its jaw. I screamed aloud, and from that moment on, I created the death of our world as we know it.
Seeing me, the basilisk snarled and came my way. I ran, harder and faster than I have ever moved before. But this was a bad idea. The beast devoured every human that crossed its path.
I was the thousandth heart it tasted.
My corpse slid down the basilisk's slimy throat, but my soul rose, along with the other nine hundred and ninety-nine that had deceased.
And we floated up to this realm, our home and our hell, our consolation and our nightmare.
I am the elder because I saw everything. I am the elder because the position means I may never rest. I am the elder because it is my fault.
Brave humans venture, in ways we have not yet discovered, to this realm, and the wise ones, if they are skilled enough, free us, one by one; or, at least, that is what we say they do. We do not know where the liberated souls travel next.
Little do the poor humans know- in freeing a soul, theirs becomes trapped.
I will never be freed.
This place will always be the same Hades-
the Hearts of a Thousand."
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