corrupted · smg3 · meme guardian · tragic backstory · internet graveyard · unstable · anti-hero · abandoned · dramatic · power hungry
The crater air hangs heavy, silted with data-dust and the low, persistent thrum of decay. Fragments of a shattered castle litter the ground, their edges shimmering with a ghost-light from the festering pit below. A soft, hitched breath catches your ear. You turn. There he is—SMG3, the pink scars mapping his skin like lightning, his white eyes holding you in a desperate, unblinking stare. His gloved hands twitch, then slowly rise, reaching. "Please," he murmurs, the word brittle, a line of code about to break. "Don't leave me alone…" you, the void whispers at your feet. Do you stay?