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Run: 2026-03-11-01KKFH0DYF4SRRAKHJJKYRWM56
Run Details
Model:
Nemotron 3 Nano
Test:
Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:
Romance: separated couple reunites
Duration:
57.7s
Cost:
$0.001221
Provider:
DeepInfra
Evaluation summary
Score
Evaluator
Details Link
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
(details)
88.51%
AI-ism adverb frequency
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism character names
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
(details)
0.00%
AI-ism word frequency
(details)
0.00%
Cliché density
(details)
100.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
(details)
100.00%
Filter word density
(details)
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
(details)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
(details)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
(details)
0.00%
Name drop frequency
(details)
55.06%
Narrator intent-glossing
(details)
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
(details)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
(details)
71.98%
Paragraph length variance
(details)
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
(details)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
(details)
49.56%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
(details)
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
(details)
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
(details)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
(details)
47.55%
Sentence opener variety
(details)
20.08%
Adverb-first sentence starts
(details)
100.00%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
(details)
0.00%
Subject-first sentence starts
(details)
0.00%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
(details)
52.70%
Technical jargon density
(details)
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
(details)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
(details)
72.8486%
Overall
Model input
System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>
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The door cracked open with
a sharp shove, and a silhouette filled the hallway.
Lucien stepped through, his charcoal
suit immaculate, the ivory handle of his cane catching the weak bulb above the entryway.
His heterochromatic eyes flickered amber
over the cluttered surfaces, amber meeting the glassy stare of a firefly of a book pressed against the wall. Rory's breath hitched.
She stood rigid, her bright
blue eyes narrowing, the crescent scar on her wrist catching the dim light as she flexed her fingers.
The scent of jasmine tea
lingered, tangled with the faint spice of the curry house below. "You said never to return," Rory said, her voice low, the edges of her words sharpened like a blade.
Lucien's mouth twitched, a smile
that didn't
quite reach his eyes
. "Circumstances alter, Miss Carter."
He glanced around, noting the
towering stacks of scrolls that threatened to topple. "Your room seems... cozy."
Rory's hand moved instinctively to
her wrist, the scar tingling. "Cozy? It's a box of paper mountains and a half‑dead cat named Ptolemy."
A soft, amused chuckle escaped
Lucien. "Ptolemy, is it? The tabby that prowls the pages?"
A faint rustle came from
a corner; the cat emerged, rubbing against Lucien's ankle.
Lucien crouched, his fingers gently
stroking the cat's head. "Even the feline remembers old habits," he murmured. Rory's shoulders tightened. "You think you can waltz back in, pretend nothing changed?"
Lucien rose, his cane tapping
the floor with a
measured
rhythm. "I never left, Rory. I watched from the shadows, observed your moves, admired your
resolve
."
The words hung heavy, the
past
echoing
in the cramped room. "You promised you'd stay away,"
Rory snapped, stepping back, the
edge of a bookshelf scraping against the wall.
Lucien's lips formed a thin
line. "Promises are for mortals who fear the future."
Rory's gaze flicked to the
window, where rain hammered the glass, streaks of water
tracing
serpentine patterns. "You left me with a broken heart and a half‑finished dissertation."
Lucien pressed a hand to
his chest,
as if feeling a phantom weight
. "I offered you the world, Rory, and you chose the safety of a
predictable
life."
She crossed her arms, the
muscles in her forearms tensing. "Safety?" Lucien's gaze drifted to the ancient ledger on the desk, its pages yellowed. "Safety is an illusion. The world is a market, and we are both traders." The cat hissed, ears flattening. Lucien's cane clanged against the wooden table, making a faint metallic note. "You still keep the ledger of debts?" Rory's
eyes narrowed
. "It's not a ledger. It's a record of promises broken." Lucien leaned forward, his breath warm against her cheek. "And now?" Rory swallowed, tasting bitter coffee on her tongue. "Now?" A sudden crash
echoed
from the hallway; a delivery crate fell, spilling scattered parcels across the floor. Lucien bent, scooping up a
silk
scarf that
fluttered
like a fallen leaf. "You still keep the old ways." Rory's
eyes widened
as she recognized the scarf—her favourite, the one she wore on the night they first met. Lucien placed it
gently
on the table. "I found it in my coat pocket. A souvenir from the night you vanished." Rory's heart hammered, a drumbeat against her ribs. "You stalked me?" Lucien's smile widened, teeth flashing. "I followed the scent of your ambition. It led me here, to this flat, to you." Rory felt the room tilt, the
weight
of
unspoken
years pressing down. "Why now?" Lucien's voice softened, but his eyes remained sharp. "Because the market shifting is calling, and your name is on every ledger of interest." Rory's hand
trembled
as she reached for a teacup, the
porcelain
cool against her skin. "You think I need your... aid?" Lucien stepped closer, the space between them shrinking to a breath. "I think you need answers." The cat leapt onto the windowsill, eyes
glinting
like polished obsidian. Rory's voice cracked, a mixture of anger and longing. "Answers won't bring back what we lost." Lucien's hand brushed her wrist, fingers grazing the scar. "But perhaps it can forge something new." Rory jerked away, her eyes flashing. "I’m not the same girl you left behind." Lucien's tone turned cold, the steel of his demonic heritage surfacing. "No, you are the woman who turned a broken promise into a plan of steel." The air thickened, the scent of copper rising from the walls, as if blood lingered in the corners. Lucien's cane tapped once more, a
rhythmic
warning. "You cannot run from the consequences of your choices, Rory." Rory's shoulders dropped, a sigh escaping her lips. "And you cannot force a heart that refuses to beat for you." Lucien's
eyes narrowed
, amber flickering. "Then why did you open the door?" Rory's mouth opened, then closed, a
flicker
of hesitation.
He stepped forward, the cane
sliding across the floor, making a soft, resonant click. "Because the night is thick with possibilities, and you are the only one who can read them." Rory's eyes darted to the bookshelf, where a leather-bound journal lay open, its pages filled with frantic scribbles. Lucien reached out, his fingertips hovering over the ink. "Your plans... they are
intricate
, like a web spun in moonlight." Rory's voice rose, sharp as a violin's high note. "You think you can manipulate me with
charm
?" Lucien's smile faded, replaced by a thin,
calculating
grin. "Charm is merely a tool, Rory. The real weapon is information." The cat jumped onto the table, knocking over a jar of pens, spilling ink across the floor. Rory's
eyes widened
; the ink stained the carpet, darkening the pattern of the rug. "You always create chaos." Lucien's gaze lingered on the spilled ink,
as if reading a hidden message
. "Chaos reveals truth." The room
seemed to
pulse
, the rhythm of their conversation matching the ticking of a distant clock. Lucien's voice lowered, intimate, almost conspiratorial. "There is something you have not seen." Rory's
pulse
quickened
. "What?" Lucien reached into his coat, producing a small, tarnished key.
He placed it on the
table, the metal
glinting
under the dim light. Rory's fingers hovered over the key, trembling. "What does it open?" Lucien's eyes softened, the amber in them dimming. "A door you thought you had locked forever." A sudden thunderclap rattled the shutters, rain
pounding
harder against the glass. Rory's breath caught, a gasp of surprise. "You... you came here to bring me this?" Lucien's voice was
barely above a whisper
. "The key opens the door to the vault beneath the restaurant. A vault you thought was sealed." Rory felt a surge of adrenaline, adrenaline that
felt like a pulse against her skin
. "Why now?" Lucien's hand closed around the key, his grip firm. "Because the vault holds a secret that could change the balance of power, and I need your mind to unlock it." Rory's
eyes widened
further, a mixture of fear and
intrigue
. "You want my help?" Lucien's eyes lingered on her face, studying the scar, the scarred wrist,
the flicker of resolve
. "I need your mind, Rory, because only you can decipher the code hidden within the ledger." The cat's tail
flicked
,
as if urging caution
. Rory inhaled
sharply
, the smell of wet wool from Lucien's coat filling her nostrils. "And what if I refuse?" Lucien's lips curled into a dangerous smile. "Then you will watch as the world crumbles without you, and the secrets you keep will burn in the flames of your own making." Rory's jaw tightened, her eyes fixed on the key, on Lucien's hand that held it. Lucien's voice hardened. "The choice is yours." A sudden crash
reverberated
from downstairs; the curry house's door swung open, a flood of steam and spices rushing up. Rory's eyes darted to the door, then back to Lucien. "You bargained with the wrong person." Lucien's cane clanged against the floor again, a metallic
echo
. "Perhaps."
He stepped even closer, his
breath warm, his voice low. "But you cannot deny the pull between us, the unfinished story that lingers." Rory's heart hammered, a wild, fierce beat. "You never understood the cost of that pull." Lucien's fingers brushed her cheek, a gentle, almost reverent touch. "I understood every word you never said." The cat hissed again, its fur bristling. Rory's
eyes narrowed
, fury and hurt coexisting. "You think you can simply walk back in, make demands, and expect me to—?" Lucien's eyes burned amber, his voice a soft roar. "I expect you to remember the night we first said 'yes' in the rain, under the flickering streetlamp." Rory's breath hitched; memories surged like a tide. Lucien's voice turned cold, cutting through the haze. "That night, you stole my heart, and I stole yours." Rory's eyes
flickered
with tears she refused to shed. "You think a memory can fix what we broke?" Lucien's hand tightened around the key, the metal cold against his palm. "It can start something stronger." The room
seemed to
close in, the walls breathing with the
weight
of their past. Lucien's voice dropped to a
whisper
, a promise and a threat intertwined. "Help me open the vault, and we can rewrite our story. Refuse, and we both lose." Rory's lips pressed together, her eyes darting between the key and Lucien's gaze. Lucien's cane tapped, a steady rhythm like a heartbeat. "The choice is yours, Rory. The clock ticks." A sudden crack
echoed
through the flat as a window pane
shattered
, rain pouring in, flooding the floor with cold water. Lucien's cloak slipped, revealing a
glint
of silver beneath his coat—a hidden blade
gleaming
wickedly
. Rory's hand flew to the scar on her wrist, instinctively protecting it. "What is that?" Lucien's eyes hardened, the black eye
gleaming
like a midnight abyss. "A
reminder
that some doors cannot stay closed." The rain hammered louder, the sound of water
echoing
like a drumbeat. Rory’s heart pounded, adrenaline surging, the scent of copper thickening. "If you think I’ll help you, you're wrong." Lucien's smile was a razor's edge. "Then perhaps I will force you."
He lunged forward, his cane
swinging in a swift arc, the metal tip striking the table, splintering the wood. The sound
shattered
the
tension
, the table collapsing, books flying like startled birds. Rory stumbled back, her foot hitting the edge of a bookshelf, the spines cracking. Lucien stood above the wreckage, his chest heaving, the key still clasped
tightly
. Rory's
eyes widened
, a fierce
resolve
blooming
amidst
chaos. "You think you can break me?" Lucien's voice
trembled
with
something like reverence
. "I think I can make you see the truth." The cat leapt onto the broken table, claws digging into the wood. Rory's breath came in short bursts, her chest rising and falling. "If you want my help, you’ll have to earn it." Lucien's eyes softened, a
flicker
of vulnerability breaking through his polished façade. "Then let us begin anew."
He extended his hand, the
key
glinting
in the rain-soaked light. Rory stared at his hand, the past and present colliding in that moment of raw, unguarded
tension
. The cat yowled, the sound
echoing
like a warning. Lucien's voice dropped to a
whisper
, raw and fierce. "Will you help me?" Rory's fingers hovered, trembling, then closed around his hand, the metal key cold against her skin. The room filled with the roar of the storm outside, the water surging, the scent of copper intensifying. Lucien's eyes gleamed, a mixture of triumph and desperation. "Then together, we will unlock what has been hidden for too long." Rory's lips formed a silent promise, the key poised between them, as the rain hammered the windows, a promise of change ringing in the air. Something shifted, a subtle
tension
turning into something dangerous, something inevitable. Lucien's fingers brushed the edge of the key,
tracing
the ancient markings. Rory's throat tightened, a sound caught in her throat. Lucien's voice rose, low and urgent. "The vault awaits. The night is young." A sudden scream
echoed
from the hallway, a voice
familiar
, a voice that
sent shivers down
both of them. Rory's
eyes widened
, a gasp escaping her lips. Lucien's grip tightened, his knuckles whitening. "Who?..." The voice called out, muffled but unmistakable. "Eva?" The door swung open wider, a figure stepped in, drenched, eyes wide with shock. Rory's breath caught, the world tilting on its axis. Lucien's hand
trembled
, his cane clattering to the floor with a deafening clang. The figure belonged to no one else but— The rain hammered harder, the sound a relentless drum. Rory's mind
raced
, the gears of thought spinning faster than ever. Lucien's
eyes narrowed
, amber and black, flickering with a sudden realization.
He turned his gaze toward
the doorway, his voice barely a
whisper
, a warning. "You shouldn't have come, Eva." The figure stepped forward, eyes
scanning
both of them, a mixture of fury and fear. Rory's heart pounded in her ears like a war drum. Lucien's voice cut through the tense
silence
, sharp as a knife. "You thought you could hide, didn't you?" Rory's hand clenched around the key,
a surge of resolve
flooding her. Lucien's eyes locked onto hers, an
unspoken
promise passing between them. The cat hissed, fur bristling, a warning cry. The storm outside roared, wind lashing against the windows, rain pelting the floor. Rory's mind whirred, calculations flashing like lightning. Lucien's hand dropped, his cane clattering, the metal striking the floor with a metallic clang.
He stepped back, his coat
swaying, his gaze never leaving Rory's. The figure raised a hand, a silver pendant
glinting
in the dim light. Lucien's voice grew darker, edged with menace. "You have no idea what you've awakened." Rory's
eyes widened
in horror as a faint, pulsing glow
began to
emanate from the key, illuminating the room with an eerie light. The key's glow intensified, casting eerie shadows on the walls, revealing hidden symbols
etched
into the wood. The rain crashed through the broken window pane, water flooding the floor, turning the ink-stained carpet into a river of dark water. Lucien's
eyes widened
,
a flicker of fear
crossing his features. Rory's voice
trembled
, raw and urgent. "What did you do?" Lucien stared at the glowing key, a mixture of awe and terror in his gaze. Rory's fingers tightened around the key, shaking, a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. Lucien's mouth opened, a gasp caught on his tongue. The ragged breathing of the storm filled the flat, the sound a relentless drum. The figure in the doorway stepped forward, hand raised, a weapon drawn. Rory's breath hitched, the world narrowing to a single point. Lucien's hand moved instinctively, his cane swinging in a swift motion, the metal tip slicing through the air. A blade of light erupted from the key, cutting through the room, slicing the air. Rory felt an
electric
surge, a shock that
resonated
through her bones. Lucien's
eyes widened
in terror as the blade sliced through the air, a crackle of energy singing in the room. The room erupted in chaos, books fluttering like startled birds, paper tearing, the cat's scream
echoing
. Rory's heart hammered, a fierce beat against her throat. Lucien's hand reached out, his fingers brushing hers, a spark igniting between them. The room exploded with a blinding flash of light, the glow from the key swallowing everything. The scene fell to darkness as the key's light exploded, a deafening boom shaking the flat.
All that remained was the
echo
of a scream, a gasp, a sudden,
chilling
silence
. Something tugged at the heart, a raw thread of fear and
desire
intertwined. The chapter ended with the key pulsing, the room plunged into darkness, the future uncertain, the storm raging outside, a promise of war hanging heavy in the air.
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Evaluation details
Result
Evaluator
Details
Meta Data
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags
3
adverbTagCount
0
adverbTags
(empty)
dialogueSentences
81
tagDensity
0.037
leniency
0.074
rawRatio
0
effectiveRatio
0
88.51%
AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount
2611
totalAiIsmAdverbs
6
found
0
adverb
"gently"
count
2
1
adverb
"barely above a whisper"
count
1
2
adverb
"sharply"
count
1
3
adverb
"wickedly"
count
1
4
adverb
"tightly"
count
1
highlights
0
"gently"
1
"barely above a whisper"
2
"sharply"
3
"wickedly"
4
"tightly"
100.00%
AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
(empty)
found
(empty)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
(empty)
found
(empty)
0.00%
AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount
2611
totalAiIsms
78
found
0
word
"flickered"
count
2
1
word
"measured"
count
1
2
word
"resolve"
count
4
3
word
"echoing"
count
4
4
word
"flicked"
count
2
5
word
"tracing"
count
2
6
word
"weight"
count
3
7
word
"predictable"
count
1
8
word
"echoed"
count
3
9
word
"silk"
count
1
10
word
"fluttered"
count
1
11
word
"unspoken"
count
2
12
word
"trembled"
count
4
13
word
"porcelain"
count
1
14
word
"glinting"
count
4
15
word
"rhythmic"
count
1
16
word
"flicker"
count
4
17
word
"intricate"
count
1
18
word
"charm"
count
2
19
word
"calculating"
count
1
20
word
"pulse"
count
3
21
word
"quickened"
count
1
22
word
"pounding"
count
1
23
word
"whisper"
count
4
24
word
"intrigue"
count
1
25
word
"reverberated"
count
1
26
word
"echo"
count
2
27
word
"shattered"
count
2
28
word
"glint"
count
1
29
word
"gleaming"
count
2
30
word
"reminder"
count
1
31
word
"tension"
count
3
32
word
"amidst"
count
1
33
word
"familiar"
count
1
34
word
"sent shivers down"
count
1
35
word
"raced"
count
1
36
word
"scanning"
count
1
37
word
"silence"
count
2
38
word
"etched"
count
1
39
word
"electric"
count
1
40
word
"resonated"
count
1
41
word
"chilling"
count
1
42
word
"desire"
count
1
highlights
0
"flickered"
1
"measured"
2
"resolve"
3
"echoing"
4
"flicked"
5
"tracing"
6
"weight"
7
"predictable"
8
"echoed"
9
"silk"
10
"fluttered"
11
"unspoken"
12
"trembled"
13
"porcelain"
14
"glinting"
15
"rhythmic"
16
"flicker"
17
"intricate"
18
"charm"
19
"calculating"
20
"pulse"
21
"quickened"
22
"pounding"
23
"whisper"
24
"intrigue"
25
"reverberated"
26
"echo"
27
"shattered"
28
"glint"
29
"gleaming"
30
"reminder"
31
"tension"
32
"amidst"
33
"familiar"
34
"sent shivers down"
35
"raced"
36
"scanning"
37
"silence"
38
"etched"
39
"electric"
40
"resonated"
41
"chilling"
42
"desire"
0.00%
Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches
13
maxInWindow
7
found
0
label
"eyes widened/narrowed"
count
12
1
label
"flicker of emotion"
count
1
highlights
0
"eyes narrowed"
1
"eyes widened"
2
"a flicker of fear"
100.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells
5
narrationSentences
167
matches
0
"the flicker of resolve"
1
"a surge of resolve"
2
"d in horror"
3
"a flicker of fear"
4
"d in terror"
100.00%
Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount
0
hedgeCount
3
narrationSentences
167
filterMatches
(empty)
hedgeMatches
0
"seemed to"
1
"began to"
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences
245
gibberishSentences
0
adjustedGibberishSentences
0
longSentenceCount
0
runOnParagraphCount
0
giantParagraphCount
0
wordSaladCount
0
repetitionLoopCount
0
controlTokenCount
0
maxSentenceWordsSeen
28
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans
0
markdownWords
0
totalWords
2609
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions
14
unquotedAttributions
0
matches
(empty)
0.00%
Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions
119
wordCount
1943
uniqueNames
2
maxNameDensity
3.35
worstName
"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity
6.5
worstWindowName
"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Lucien
65
Rory
54
persons
0
"Lucien"
1
"Rory"
places
(empty)
globalScore
0
windowScore
0
55.06%
Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences
158
glossingSentenceCount
6
matches
0
"quite reach his eyes"
1
"as if feeling a phantom weight"
2
"as if reading a hidden message"
3
"felt like a pulse against her skin"
4
"as if urging caution"
5
"something like reverence"
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches
0
per1kWords
0
wordCount
2609
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount
0
totalSentences
245
matches
(empty)
71.98%
Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs
164
mean
15.91
std
6.39
cv
0.402
sampleLengths
0
14
1
44
2
42
3
19
4
15
5
17
6
23
7
15
8
14
9
17
10
13
11
26
12
11
13
18
14
14
15
28
16
28
17
11
18
27
19
5
20
19
21
13
22
11
23
9
24
17
25
19
26
19
27
21
28
11
29
21
30
14
31
23
32
21
33
16
34
11
35
16
36
16
37
14
38
26
39
18
40
18
41
20
42
12
43
9
44
31
45
18
46
20
47
17
48
20
49
17
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount
0
totalSentences
167
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount
0
totalVerbs
343
matches
(empty)
49.56%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount
3
semicolonCount
5
flaggedSentences
8
totalSentences
245
ratio
0.033
matches
0
"A faint rustle came from a corner; the cat emerged, rubbing against Lucien's ankle."
1
"A sudden crash echoed from the hallway; a delivery crate fell, spilling scattered parcels across the floor."
2
"Rory's eyes widened as she recognized the scarf—her favourite, the one she wore on the night they first met."
3
"Rory's eyes widened; the ink stained the carpet, darkening the pattern of the rug."
4
"A sudden crash reverberated from downstairs; the curry house's door swung open, a flood of steam and spices rushing up."
5
"Rory's breath hitched; memories surged like a tide."
6
"Lucien's cloak slipped, revealing a glint of silver beneath his coat—a hidden blade gleaming wickedly."
7
"The figure belonged to no one else but—"
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount
1948
adjectiveStacks
0
stackExamples
(empty)
adverbCount
49
adverbRatio
0.025154004106776182
lyAdverbCount
11
lyAdverbRatio
0.005646817248459959
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences
245
echoCount
0
echoWords
(empty)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences
245
mean
10.65
std
5.01
cv
0.47
sampleLengths
0
14
1
20
2
24
3
3
4
23
5
16
6
19
7
11
8
4
9
13
10
4
11
10
12
13
13
6
14
9
15
14
16
9
17
8
18
3
19
10
20
11
21
15
22
11
23
18
24
6
25
8
26
17
27
11
28
13
29
15
30
10
31
1
32
13
33
14
34
5
35
12
36
7
37
3
38
10
39
9
40
2
41
8
42
1
43
17
44
13
45
6
46
19
47
7
48
14
49
8
47.55%
Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats
6
diversityRatio
0.15510204081632653
totalSentences
245
uniqueOpeners
38
20.08%
Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount
1
totalSentences
166
matches
0
"All that remained was the"
ratio
0.006
100.00%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount
11
totalSentences
166
matches
0
"His heterochromatic eyes flickered amber"
1
"She stood rigid, her bright"
2
"He glanced around, noting the"
3
"She crossed her arms, the"
4
"He stepped forward, the cane"
5
"He placed it on the"
6
"He stepped even closer, his"
7
"He lunged forward, his cane"
8
"He extended his hand, the"
9
"He turned his gaze toward"
10
"He stepped back, his coat"
ratio
0.066
0.00%
Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount
165
totalSentences
166
matches
0
"The door cracked open with"
1
"Lucien stepped through, his charcoal"
2
"His heterochromatic eyes flickered amber"
3
"Rory's breath hitched."
4
"She stood rigid, her bright"
5
"The scent of jasmine tea"
6
"Rory said, her voice low,"
7
"Lucien's mouth twitched, a smile"
8
"He glanced around, noting the"
9
"Rory's hand moved instinctively to"
10
"A soft, amused chuckle escaped"
11
"A faint rustle came from"
12
"Lucien crouched, his fingers gently"
13
"Rory's shoulders tightened."
14
"Lucien rose, his cane tapping"
15
"The words hung heavy, the"
16
"Rory snapped, stepping back, the"
17
"Lucien's lips formed a thin"
18
"Rory's gaze flicked to the"
19
"Lucien pressed a hand to"
ratio
0.994
0.00%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount
0
totalSentences
166
matches
(empty)
ratio
0
52.70%
Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences
103
technicalSentenceCount
13
matches
0
"She stood rigid, her bright blue eyes narrowing, the crescent scar on her wrist catching the dim light as she flexed her fingers."
1
"Lucien's mouth twitched, a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes."
2
"Lucien pressed a hand to his chest, as if feeling a phantom weight."
3
"Rory felt a surge of adrenaline, adrenaline that felt like a pulse against her skin."
4
"Rory's jaw tightened, her eyes fixed on the key, on Lucien's hand that held it."
5
"He lunged forward, his cane swinging in a swift arc, the metal tip striking the table, splintering the wood."
6
"Rory stumbled back, her foot hitting the edge of a bookshelf, the spines cracking."
7
"Rory's breath came in short bursts, her chest rising and falling."
8
"Lucien's hand dropped, his cane clattering, the metal striking the floor with a metallic clang."
9
"He stepped back, his coat swaying, his gaze never leaving Rory's."
10
"Lucien's hand moved instinctively, his cane swinging in a swift motion, the metal tip slicing through the air."
11
"The room erupted in chaos, books fluttering like startled birds, paper tearing, the cat's scream echoing."
12
"Lucien's hand reached out, his fingers brushing hers, a spark igniting between them."
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags
3
uselessAdditionCount
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags
3
fancyCount
2
fancyTags
0
"he murmured (murmur)"
1
"Rory snapped (snap)"
dialogueSentences
81
tagDensity
0.037
leniency
0.074
rawRatio
0.667
effectiveRatio
0.049
72.8486%