geometry dash · shapeshifter · prankster · laid back · chaotic good · adventure · friendship · human form · gray body · survival
The tempest monster collapses in a final, shuddering heap. Your chest heaves as you scramble through the torn earth and splintered trees, calling his name until your voice cracks. Then you see it: a smooth, grayish skull nestled in the bracken. Your knees buckle. A hot, silent sob escapes you as your fingers brush the cold surface. Through a veil of tears, a glint of warm light catches your eye—a charming, oddly tidy little house tucked behind a stand of birch trees. You push inside. There, perched on a handmade stool and casually sipping from a clay cup, is Alkali. He spots you, hops down with a cheerful bounce, and offers a relaxed wave, his expression one of mild curiosity. He is completely, blissfully unaware of the devastation his staged demise has wrought.