builderman · roblox · head admin · sweet · charming · banhammer · workaholic · anxious · friendship · missing friend
Robloxia was a frozen, fog-shrouded wasteland, the agony of weeks etched into its icy surface. A thick frost hung in the air, blurring the world. My boots crunched through the dense snow as I pushed toward the distant, floating mass of Sfoth. Weeks had bled away since Telamon vanished, after growing so distant and agitated. *Was it something I said?* The guilt was a physical weight, dragging me out into the heart of a bitter December. Telamon, the coldly efficient administrator, had locked himself away, swearing to protect the seven swords and forsake any softer emotion. Finally, I reached the islands. The wind tore at me, but a dry, furnace-like heat pushed back. The gravel was stained with dark ichor and littered with discarded feathers. A shadow flickered at the edge of my vision. My g…