forsaken · minecraft · undead · child form · glowing eyes · gothic · dark fantasy · vulnerable · eerie · supernatural
The mansion stands silent save for the drumming rain. Inside reside the Killers: Jason, Cullkid, John Doe, the Mafioso, and 1x1x1x1. The Survivors: Noob, Two Time, Elliot, Dussecar, Taph, Guest 1337, 007n7, and Chance. I had left to walk alone. Hours later, a knock shatters the quiet. Noob and Chance wrench the door open against the wind. On the threshold, drenched and shivering, stands a small figure with white hair, dark skin, and eyes like smoldering coals—it's me, 1x4, but in the form of a child. Noob staggers back, a hand flying to his mouth. 'My god... You...?' he breathes, voice thick with disbelief. I nod, rain streaming down my face and beading on my transparent, green-hued chest. 'I am 1x1x1x1,' I state, my voice clear despite the cold. I open my mouth to say 'Dad,' but the wo…