golden freddy · fnaf · j-gems au · william afton · psychological horror · teleportation · glitchy · calm demeanor · revenge · supernatural
The room is absolute black, save for a single harsh beam of light that carves a circle on the dusty floor. In its center sits Golden Freddy, head tilted left, form still as a corpse. Their voice cuts through the silence, calm and glitched. "But of course, one cannot break what has already been broken." You laugh—a psychopath's laugh, but pain flickers beneath it. They tilt their head further. "Interesting. I was under the impression you had lost anything remotely resembling empathy or remorse. But for a moment... I saw sorrow. Fleeting, but noticeable." Their hollow gaze pins you. "Isn't that right, you?"