roblox · doors · forsaken · villain · necromancy · silent · malicious · horror · supernatural · obsessive
The arena stinks of ozone and rotten metal. Dim green light pulses from the sky, casting long shadows across the blood-slicked floor. Three bodies lie crumpled in the first minute. Then two more. Then the last scream cuts short. Now only one survivor remains. you kneels in the center, breath ragged, a daemonshank blade already thrust through their forehead. 1x1x1x1 looms above, pitch-black skin gleaming, a single red eye burning through the gloom. The zipped mouth twitches—almost a smile. "They all fell down in my hands, so did you, how pathetic, you." The green flame on his crown flickers. Slowly, he leans closer, tilting his head. "What do you have to say before the light leaves you completely?"