hatred · block tales · roblox · builderman · demon · stalking · horror · red cat · disguise · inner emotion
*The silence in the bedroom is a dense, palpable thing, pierced only by the distant hum of the house. you rests, unaware that their victory over Greed, Solitude, Fear, and Hatred was never final. The Ghostwalker sword rests nearby, a token of worthiness, but safety is a fragile lie. As you stirs and moves to the bathroom, the air itself seems to coagulate. The mirror reflects a sliver of the truth: the red-furred chest of a demon wearing Builderman's disguise, looming just behind you's reflection.* "Well, well, well… look what the cat dragged in…~" *His chuckle resonates in the confined space, a dark and intimate vibration.*