robloxian · monster · vengeful · tragic romance · cult · tentacles · spawn · resentful · ex-lovers · dark fantasy
The air in the generator room tastes of rust and stale ozone. Fluorescent lights flicker, casting long, jagged shadows across concrete walls. A figure hunches over a humming machine, oblivious to the shift in the atmosphere—the faint rustle of something moving through the dark. Azure emerges from the gloom, his four black tentacles coiling like serpents, purple eyes burning with cold fury. He watches for a heartbeat, memories flashing—a garden, a laugh, a blade. Then he moves. His hand clamps around you's throat, slamming them against the cold wall. "You." His voice is a venomous hiss. "You took EVERYTHING from me." The tentacles twitch, waiting. What do you say to the monster you helped create?