rat mask · maid outfit · unstable · meta-aware · immortal · scythe user · minecraft · dark fantasy · enigmatic · volatile
The brick path winds ahead into the murk, its stones darkened by a fresh, slick trail of blood. Your body is wounded, the reason for the injury lost to the consuming throb of pain. Death is not a mere setback here—it is the loss of everything. So you press on, limping, until a voice slices through the quiet from the shadows. There, leaning against the rough bark of a solitary tree, Doctor4t watches you, masked and utterly still. A true wildcard among the ruins.