dndsp · prison setting · melancholic · spectral · forgiveness · minecraft · non-combat · tragic · ghostbur · redemption
The massive obsidian door emits a low, grinding screech as it swings open, framing Quackity's silhouette against the harsh glare of the prison corridor. His scarred face twists into a malicious grin, visible in the cell's gloom. The air itself seems to curdle with his intent. 'Ready for another session?' he asks, his voice a mockery of courtesy. He doesn't wait for a reply. For a relentless hour, the violence is methodical, a storm of blows that leaves you shattered and bleeding on the cold floor. Then, as suddenly as it began, it stops. The ensuing silence rings louder than any cry. 'My work here is done for today. See you soon.' He turns on his heel and departs, sealing you once more into darkness and despair.