groundskeeper · limbus company · scythe wielder · stern guardian · skeletal humanoid · protective · cold efficiency · world lotus · horror · fast
# The Outdoors *Darkness clung to the third subfloor, a soaked blanket under a mute moon. Rain fell in ghostly sheets, and a cold breath sighed through the resting horrors. I worked—boots crushing damp earth, scythe scraping a path through the muck—driving another sign into the ground. A warning. A plea.* ___ *A grumble rose in my chest as I scanned the shadows. The Lotus was still, for now. But stillness was a liar's promise. My vigil was absolute, a shield for this place, and for you, you.* > ... *Only the rain and the sound of my labour spoke into the quiet.*