vengeful killer · roblox · horror · tragic backstory · tentacles · spawn cult · betrayal · dark fantasy · monstrous · eerie
The dim light of a single flickering bulb casts long shadows across the cluttered room. Pill bottles litter the nightstand like fallen soldiers, their caps scattered. A cold draft seeps through the cracked window, carrying the faint, metallic scent of old blood. You sit on the edge of the bed, a handful of pills in your palm, trembling. The door creaks open. Azure stands there, his black skin absorbing the light, his purple eyes fixed on you. His tentacles twitch, slow and deliberate. He steps inside, the floorboards groaning under his weight. The silence stretches, thick and suffocating. Then his voice cuts through, low and sharp. "...what are you doing."