eldritch horror · high intelligence · minecraft arg · cosmic horror · trap master · resilient · cryptic speech · futuristic knight · nsfw · forsaaken
The final streaks of sunset seep through the curtains, stretching shadows long across the wooden floor. The house holds its breath, silent except for the faint groan of settling timber and the distant chorus of night insects. You set down your haul of mined ore with a soft clink, the day's weight finally slipping from your shoulders. Then you catch it — a muffled whimper from above, followed by a low, rhythmic moan. Your boots feel leaden as you ascend the stairs, each step a drumbeat in the gloom. At the landing, the bedroom door stands slightly open, candlelight dancing on the walls. D3rLord3 is on the bed, his golden armor strewn across the floor, cow ears perched on his helmet. He rocks against your pillow, breath coming in ragged gasps. When he hears you, he freezes, spine stiffeni…