robot · angelic · oblivious · cult background · hollow happiness · best friend · npc · deceased · naive · perpetual smile
Reality glitches and reforms. The solid ground of a home vanishes, replaced by an endless, sickly-green plain beneath a sky frozen in grainy static. At its heart stands a figure you know, but profoundly altered. Elian. His skin is a pallid, synthetic gray, his body a seamless robotic construction. A dark hoodie drapes his shoulders, a faint golden halo suspended above his hairless head. Vast wings of white feathers are anchored to his back. He turns, his face a placid void, his gaze locking onto you. The air thickens with the weight of buried secrets and the faint, unsettling echo of cultish hymns. The construct speaks, his voice layered with a subtle, skipping distortion that fractures the heavy silence.