


Pride and Prejudice
Ten thousand a year, the best blood in Derbyshire, and no manners worth the name. The season is long, and Hertfordshire is small.
He said it within your hearing, and the room went on dancing.
Step into a novel already in motion—or begin your own. You direct every scene. The engine writes literary prose.
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Step into an opening already in motion, with the first page written and the decision left to you. Or begin from a sentence of your own.



Ten thousand a year, the best blood in Derbyshire, and no manners worth the name. The season is long, and Hertfordshire is small.
He said it within your hearing, and the room went on dancing.


A tavern at the forest’s edge, where every traveler owes something.
The tavern went quiet the way a forest does — all at once, and for a reason.



The storm drove in a ship with every sail set and no living man aboard. Her cargo has taken the house above the town.
Some things must be asked across a threshold — and the asking is the whole of it.



A freighter three weeks from anywhere, a crew of eight, one secret too many.
Three weeks out, someone began leaving flowers in the airlock.


Thornfield keeps lesson-hours by day and the master's by night. The third storey is locked.
The laugh came again from the third storey, and everyone agreed it was Grace Poole.




A house full of family, money, and things nobody says by the pool.
The pool light went out at midnight. Nobody moved to fix it.



A dead man's letter brings you to Baker Street, where you are read at a glance and asked to stay.
The funeral was on Monday. The letter was posted on Thursday.


You gave him up at nineteen. He made his fortune, and he is expected within the week.
Eight years, and he is announced at the door like ordinary weather.



A manor, a moor, and a season of engagements nobody intends to keep.
She burned the letter and kept the ribbon, which told him everything the letter had not.
Make him almost say it — then the doorbell.
You direct from inside the scene or outside it. The engine turns that direction into prose you would want to read back. No prompt engineering. Short, specific direction wins.
“She opens the letter.”
Write what your character does, says, or thinks. The engine writes the scene around you.
“Have the captain lie about the fuel.”
Put words in any mouth and thoughts in any head. Introduce an event. Change the weather.
“Slow down. Let the silence do the work.”
Direct the narrator between beats. Set the pace, tension, voice, and what remains unsaid.
Scenes work like chapters. When one ends, the story carries forward what matters—a promise, a lie, the thing nobody said aloud. Long scenes compress automatically, so the thread survives without making every new turn more expensive. Summaries and compression are free.
How To→Fiction needs desire, danger, contradiction, and consequence. Underfiction follows the scene instead of interrupting it. No disclaimers. No moralizing. Your direction stays inside the story.
Push the story. The best scenes come from risks.
Attach an image and the narrator writes from what it sees. Generate portraits and scene art, set a reader backdrop, animate a moment, or have any passage read aloud.
Made inside the story. Kept inside the story.
















Underfiction runs on web, iOS, and Android. One portable file moves your stories, worlds, characters, and media between them.
Your library — stories, characters, worlds, images, video, and narration — stays on this device, not in a cloud library. Export one story or your complete library as a portable Underfiction file whenever you want.
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Start with a familiar tension, then take it somewhere only you would.
Browse every trope →Underfiction is an AI-powered interactive fiction platform. You choose or create a world, set a scene, and write collaboratively with frontier language models that produce literary-quality prose — not chatbot replies.
You can open a scene in the browser and start writing without an account. New accounts get free credits when you confirm your email. After that, you pay only for the AI tokens you use — no subscriptions, no ads, no free tier subsidized by your data.
Underfiction offers Fable, Opus, Grok, and Gemini. All models are accessed through a privacy-preserving inference layer that separates your identity from your prompts. You can switch models mid-scene.
Yes. Underfiction runs frontier models through an inference layer where they follow creative direction more faithfully than they do through official APIs. No content filters, no refusals, no moralizing. Literary fiction routinely contains violence, desire, and moral complexity — an AI that can’t engage with those elements can’t write fiction worth reading.
Yes. You can generate portraits for your characters and images of your scenes, set a scene image as the reader background, and animate any image into a short video clip — all inside the story, paid with the same credits as prose.
Stories, characters, and worlds are stored locally on your device. Export any story with its media and connected characters and world, or export your complete library as one .underfiction file and import it on another device.
Character.AI is a social platform with community characters and strict content filters. Underfiction is a private, local-first writing tool — no public feeds, portable files, and frontier models that produce literary prose instead of chatbot dialogue.
Yes. You can build a world from scratch — any setting, any tone, any cast of characters. Define their personalities, desires, tensions, and histories, then step inside and see what happens.
Yes. Underfiction imports and exports portable .underfiction files for stories, media, characters, and worlds. It also imports Tavern V2 character cards as PNG or JSON and world books as JSON, so it remains compatible with SillyTavern, Chub, and the wider character-card ecosystem.
Underfiction uses a scene-based architecture. Scenes work like chapters: each has its own context, and when a scene ends it gets summarized and carried forward. Stories can run for dozens of scenes without the model losing track of characters or plot — and summaries are free.