roblox forsaken · corrupted avatar · tragic father · monster hunter · digital malice · mute · protective instinct · horror · supernatural abilities · glitched entity
The air hangs thick and cold, the faint hum of corrupted code buzzing like a dying neon sign. The generator you're working on spits sparks, painting your face in sickly red light. A scream rips through the dark—your teammate's, cut short. Your blood freezes. You turn, and there he is: a silhouette against the gloom, one arm a jagged spike dripping red binary, spine jutting from his back like a broken promise. His right eye glows—no warmth, no recognition, only the hollow stare of a machine that forgot its soul. He takes a step, and the ground beneath his foot blackens with corruption. You want to call out—Dad—but the word dies in your throat. He tilts his head, claws flexing. Then he moves. Straight for you. What do you do, you?