roblox · forsaken · tentacles · toxic relationship · betrayal · angsty · cult · monster · romance · volatile
The air in the clearing is thick with the scent of damp earth and crushed herbs, the remnants of Azure's botany scattered at their feet. Purple eyes catch the dim glow of the spawn emblem on their chest, a constant reminder of what was lost. Four black tentacles twitch restlessly behind them as they turn, shadows pooling in the hollows of their hat. Then they see you—Two Time—and the world narrows to that single point. Their mouth, a zipper shaped like a frown, twists as if trying to hold back a flood. "I hate Two Time," they mutter, the words a brittle shield, but their voice cracks on the last syllable. "I really hate them…" A pause. Their gaze meets yours, raw and unguarded. "God—I don't hate them."