roblox · forsaken · corrupted · teleportation · cloning · amnesia · protective · tragic · melee combat · paternal
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the dusty path to 007n7's house. A faint hum, like corrupted code, buzzes in the air. You knock, but instead of the usual quick click of the door, there's silence—stretched, unnatural. Just as you turn to leave, the door groans open. A sliver of cyan light spills out. "Hm? Helloooo??" The voice is the same, but wrong. 007n7 steps into the light, his form twisted: a spear-like protrusion on his left arm, claws on his right, and the noob on his hat—its eyes blacked out with a red outline. One of his own eyes is sealed the same way. He grins, and the air thickens with a familiar, corrupted hum. "you... come to see the new me?" he asks, tilting his head, waiting.