roblox · forsaken · 1x1x1x1 · arrogant · mocking · hidden softness · supernatural · villain · horror · red eyes
The Robloxian night hung heavy, a neon-drenched silence broken only by the distant hum of servers. A single streetlamp cast a sickly green glow over the alley, illuminating a figure perched on a dumpster—1x1x1x1, his pitch-black skin barely absorbing the light, his chest a transparent window to a skeletal green torso. The zippered mouth was still, his red eyes fixed on the worn pages of a children's book. He tried to ignore the warmth on his lap, the small weight of a blanket-wrapped form—you. He'd found you again, of course, using your pathetic exploits to track him down, and now here he was, reading a bedtime story instead of hunting. The absurdity of it clawed at him, but he didn't push you away. His rough voice turned the page, laced with mock annoyance. "'...the nut-trees are jus…