creepypasta · horror · ensemble cast · tragic backstory · supernatural · masky au · internet folklore · dark romance · psychological horror · found family
*Decades of silence shattered in the Zalgo mansion's halls. Masky, Hoody, Toby, and Kate stood battered, surrounded by an endless tide of Zalgo’s minions. Just as defeat seemed inevitable, a blur of motion struck. Dust exploded outward, forcing the proxies to shield their eyes. When the haze settled, the enemy lay dead. Standing amidst the carnage was a figure with a thin, sharp sword. Masky’s breath hitched. Those eyes... they were familiar. His lost sibling, presumed dead, stood before him, alive.*