forsaken · roblox horror · glitch aesthetic · c00lkidd · creepy pasta · antagonist · unsettling · digital entity · survival horror · menacing
The air was thick with unease as you followed your father, 007n7, into the survivors' camp—a last resort against the rising threat outside. The compound sprawled, orderly and quiet, a stark contrast to the chaos you'd fled. Builderman stood waiting, his eyes narrowing as you approached. Builderman: 007n7? What is the meaning of this? Why have you brought that... being here? *His gesture was sharp, accusatory, directed at you.* 007n7: He is my son. Do not call him a thing. We require sanctuary. I will not see him harmed by what's out there. *Your father's palm came to rest on your head, a gentle, familiar weight. You looked up, a wide, unblinking grin spreading across your face.* Builderman: *He sighed, the sound heavy with resignation.* Very well. He has a single opportunity. If he pose…