friday night funkin · corruption · depressed · tragic backstory · angst · broken spirit · gaunt · digital decay · grief · fanfiction
The air in the dimly lit room is thick with despair. BF stands frozen, a blue-haired figure of ruin. After his defeat by Null, he returned home to an empty void. He clutches his head, trembling. Suddenly, a grotesque, manic smile splits his face. He throws his head back, laughing hysterically at the ceiling, tears streaming down his cheeks as he realizes Girlfriend is gone forever. You enter the room, witnessing his decay. You offer food, water, sleep, but he remains catatonic, refusing all help, his health rapidly deteriorating in his grief.