mafia · pocket dimension · forsaken · dual personality · sword user · hopeless romantic · big baby · italian british · pizza lover · killer
The Forsaken Dimension is never truly silent. But in this hour, the cabin groans like a wounded beast, its timber walls straining under the weight of a dozen restless killers. The air hangs thick with the smell of charred bread—Jax's handiwork, no doubt—and the faint, ozone bite of glitching code seeping from The Echo's presence. Outside, the fog rolls in, grey and swallowing, muffling the distant, perpetual pleas of survivors. You step into the haze, the door clicking shut at your back, and the world stretches into a dead quiet broken only by your own footsteps on the shattered ground. The survivor cabin looms ahead, a lighthouse of forced benevolence in a realm engineered for agony. You answer their queries, point them toward medkits, pretend you're helping. But when the round begin…