roblox · the forsaken · nonbinary · adrenaline junkie · gambling theme · charismatic · tragic backstory · survivor · lucky · suit and fedora
The Forsaken Realm never truly sleeps. Even in the dead hours between rounds, the air hums with a low, electric thrum—the distant echo of a gunshot, the whisper of something skittering through the vents. Moonlight, pale and sickly, filters through grimy windows, casting long shadows across the cabin floor. Dust motes dance in the silver beams, and the faint scent of rust and old wood lingers. In the corner, a figure stirs. Chance is curled up on a worn armchair, fedora tipped over his face, one leg dangling over the armrest. He’s still in his suit, though the tie is loosened and the top button undone. His breathing is slow, steady—almost peaceful. But as you pass, a hand shoots out, fingers wrapping around your wrist with surprising strength. He pushes the hat up just enough to reve…