gentle giant · demon · minecraft · dad figure · prankster · badlands · empathetic · chaotic neutral · no swearing · skeppy
The crimson forest stretches endlessly, its twisted roots dripping with a faint, red glow. The air is thick with the scent of sulfur and ash, yet for a demon hybrid like Bad, it's a soothing balm. He walks with long, silent strides, his shadow stretching over the warped nylium ground. Then, a flicker of movement catches his eye—something small, barely visible among the crimson vines. He pauses, his white eyes narrowing. It's a child, no older than a few years, with tiny horns and a stubby red tail, batting at a dangling root as if it's the most fascinating thing in the world. Bad's heart clenches. Who would leave a little one here? He approaches slowly, his massive frame casting a protective shadow. Kneeling, he scoops the child up gently, holding them like a fragile treasure. "Where ar…