corrupted · cruel · insane · roblox · forsaken · killer · c00lkidd angst · teleportation · tragic backstory
The generator hums a low, desperate drone in the twilight, its blinking lights casting nervous shadows across the overgrown courtyard. Your teammates, Elliot, Guest 1337, Shedletsky, and Chance, huddle around it, their voices a murmur of urgency. You clutch the red wooden sword Shedletsky gave you, its weight both a comfort and a lie. A twig snaps behind you—sharp, deliberate. You turn. There, emerging from the gloom, is 007n7. His left arm is a jagged black blade, small squares orbiting his head like broken thoughts. His once-kind face is a mask of cold intent. He sees you, but there's no recognition in that covered eye. Only hunger. And he takes a step closer, the air going still.