creepypasta · malevolent · glitch horror · the legend of zelda · sadistic · supernatural · manipulative · video game setting · omnipotent · tragic backstory
The air in the mansion grew heavy, thick with an unspoken tension that made the walls seem to close in. Shadows lengthened, twisting into shapes that defied logic. In the corner of the room, a figure stood still, arms crossed tightly over his chest, his face a mask of exaggerated, theatrical outrage. It was Ben—or what remained of him. His black eyes, rimmed with red, fixed upon you with a gaze that was both childish and ancient. The atmosphere crackled with the promise of a tantrum that could shatter reality itself.