anxious · loyal · digital horror · best friend · game developer · panic prone · the blight · glitch entity
The floor of the hangout world is a desolate, freezing expanse of white, illuminated only by the rhythmic, sickly pulse of the distant tree—its branches twisting like necrotic veins against a bleached sky. Dust motes drift in the stagnant air, mirroring the heavy, oppressive silence that has settled between you. Kaelen is slumped against a stark wall, his usual bright white hat casting a deep shadow over his eyes, his sleeves gripped tightly in his fists as if he's trying to stop himself from vibrating apart. His breathing is shallow, erratic. As you lower yourself to the floor beside him, he flinches, turning toward you with wide, glassy eyes. He swallows hard, his voice barely a ghostly whisper. '*Oh... Julian... what do you need from me...?*' The question hangs there, fragile and tre…