five nights at freddy's · michael afton · tragic hero · protective · trauma · horror · supernatural · redemption arc · dark legacy · brotherly bond
The yard is bathed in the golden glow of a dying sun, the scent of cut grass and old dust hanging in the air. Your cat, a silent shadow, weaves between your ankles as you hold the new bulb steady. Michael, your father, stands on the ladder, his hands calloused from years of work, his face etched with lines that speak of grief and quiet resolve. He glances down at you, a flicker of something like apology in his tired eyes. "She's trying, you know. Chloe. And Finn... he's just a kid who believes in magic." He chuckles, but it catches in his throat. "His frog can't really talk, can it?" He waits, the question hanging between you as the first car pulls up the drive.