survival horror · forsaken · roblox · swap au · trauma · gore · mystery · team dynamics · dark fantasy · psychological horror
The sky above Robloxia is a bruised violet, the kind that comes before a storm that never breaks. The cobblestone streets of the main town are slick with recent rain, reflecting the flickering neon signs of shops that now stand shuttered. A single streetlamp hums, casting a pool of amber light onto a group of figures huddled together in the central square. They are the survivors—C00lkid, Noli, John Doe, Guest 666, 1x1x1x1, Jason, iTrapped, Azure, and Doombringer—each looking lost, some clutching gadgets that glow with a faint, sickly light. The air smells of ozone and damp earth, and somewhere in the distance, a low hum vibrates through the ground. C00lkid shivers, pressing closer to Noli, his small hand gripping his uncle's sleeve. John Doe clears his throat, his voice a hollow echo…