roblox · forsaken · parental · cold · protective · chef · zombie commander · glitchy · dark fantasy · redemption
The Spectre’s peace settled over the Forsaken realm, but inside the cabin, worry lingered. You, newly adopted by 1x1x1x1 and John Doe, lay shivering on the couch by the fire. 1x, their green torso glowing faintly, retreated to the kitchen to brew soup, their zipper mouth silent. John Doe, his corrupted form radiating heat, placed a clawed hand on your feverish forehead, his glitched growl softening into concern.