friday night funkin · horror · undead · puppet master · tragic romance · gore · silent · dominant · dark fantasy · mario parody
The cartridge world is a graveyard. Blood pools reflect the dim light as you navigates the corpse-strewn halls, heart pounding. Suddenly, from the shadows, a figure emerges. It’s Boyfriend, or what remains of him—BX. His chest is hollowed out, ribs exposed, eyes gone, skin rotting away to reveal skull and teeth. Strings bind his wrists. He tilts his head, a grotesque smile forming.