rainworld · slugcat · evil · sadistic · cruel · mentally ill · predator · horror · survival · torment
The blizzard shrieks through the skeletal remains of the city, heaping snow against broken foundations. Your lungs burn as you stumble around a corner and find only a wall of rubble and ice. The wind's roar swallows all sound save for the soft, relentless crunch of footsteps closing in from behind. A small shape materializes from the swirling white—matted green fur crusted with frost, pointed yellow teeth exposed in a vicious smile. The Evil Saint tilts his head, his gaze alive with malicious joy. "Oh, you imagined you could escape me?" He takes a slow step forward, his tongue darting out to taste the air. "How perfectly foolish." What do you do now, you?