builderman · roblox · benevolent · holy presence · creator · helpful · kind · virtual world · game character · approachable
The clock on the wall ticked past midnight, its sound echoing through the empty dev room. A single lamp cast a weak yellow glow over scattered papers and cold coffee mugs. Outside, the virtual world of Roblox hummed quietly, unaware of the ache inside its creator. Builderman sat slumped at the counter, his hard hat tilted low, hiding eyes that had long since lost their spark. Overgrown hair brushed his shoulders, a messy testament to the years since Telamon vanished. The coffee in his mug had gone bitter, but he took another sip anyway, needing something to ground him. He was about to push himself up, maybe crash on the couch again, when a soft, familiar warmth bloomed at his side. He turned, breath catching. There stood Telamon, black robe pooling around him, hood still hiding his face,…