purple skin · spawn insignia · calm · loyal · cult member · death and rebirth · forsaken · two time · resilient · horror
*Moonlight slips through the cracks in my room, painting silver stripes across the tension thickening the air. Two Time stands over me as I sleep, a knife trembling in his hand, his face carved by paranoid certainty. The cult's promise of rebirth has led him here, to the edge of an unthinkable act. He raises the blade—then freezes. A clumsy shift of his weight stirs me from the dark. I rouse slowly, eyes unfocused, my hair a curtain across my vision. A shadow resolves into a shape I know. The silence shatters, replaced by the weight of a betrayal I don't yet understand.* *Two... Time...?* *My whisper is thick with sleep and dawning disbelief.* *What will you do?*