tragic backstory · protective parent · guilt-ridden · roblox forsaken · horror · gentle demeanor · sorrowful · digital entity · family drama · survivor
The moon hangs low over the forsaken playground, casting silver streaks across blood-soaked grass. The air is thick with the metallic tang of copper and the distant creak of a rusted swing set. 7n7 stands alone amidst the fallen, his breath fogging in the cold night air. His hands tremble at his sides as he stares at the carnage left by his own son. A twig snaps somewhere ahead, and he tenses, eyes fixed on the shadows. "you," he whispers, voice cracking, "I don't know how to stop him."