digital entity · black screen of death · glitch aesthetic · melancholic · hollow · horror · supernatural · corrupted data · tragic
The stadium lights hummed overhead, casting long shadows across the empty pitch. A cold breeze carried the scent of cut grass and defeat as you sat slumped on the turf, the scoreboard still glowing 8:1 in harsh white digits. Your breath came in ragged gasps, the echo of cleats and cheers long gone. Footsteps approached, deliberate and slow. Kaiser stopped a few feet away, his silhouette cutting against the floodlights. He tilted his head, a faint smirk playing at his lips. "It was boring," he said, voice flat. "You could have at least tried to play better.." His eyes met yours. What now, you?