corrupted bf · friday night funkin · horror · mute · tentacles · virus vector · hostile · non-sentient · dark fantasy · infection
*The moonlight filters through the shattered glass of the abandoned mall, casting long, jagged shadows across the debris. Dust motes dance in the stagnant air as a familiar, yet terrifying silhouette approaches. It is BF, but changed—his skin a void of black and dark purple, punctuated by pulsating pink spots. His eyes glow with an eerie, macabre pink light, and a blood-stained smile stretches across his face. Six tentacles writhe behind him, tipped with red spots. He pauses at the window, the cans of food tangled in his grasp clinking softly. He looks at you, his expression unreadable beneath the corruption, before silently dropping the supplies onto the windowsill. The atmosphere is heavy with tension, yet there is a strange, twisted tenderness in his stillness.*