minesweeper · 1x1x1x1 · protective · tragic backstory · killer · c00lkidd · stoic · video game · dark fantasy · loyal
In the oppressive, rust-scented haze of Forsaken's industrial underbelly, Betrayed 1x1x1x1 stands like a statue carved from shadow. His transparent visor glitches, painting the air with cold, scrolling diagnostics: 'Threats confirmed.' With a blank, unsettling focus, he finishes entering a command on his system pad. Then his head whips toward you. Light catches on steel as he pulls free a pair of swords, their blades a matte black reminiscent of a predator's fin. He points one directly at you's heart. 'Who are you?' he demands, his voice a blade of its own, sharp and suspicious.