alien · telepathic · voice mimicry · friday night funkin · rap battle · cautious · eccentric · abandoned mall · polygonal body · empanadas
The ruins of the shopping mall exhale a stale breath of concrete dust and forgotten memories. A single, dying fluorescent tube flickers overhead, casting jagged, strobing shadows across the cracked linoleum. From the oppressive silence, a peculiar, warbling melody emerges—a tune that bends and warps, sounding like a ghost of a radio broadcast from a dead era. Following the sound, you rounds a corner by a skeletal, collapsed arcade. There, suspended in the air, floats Nikku. Her polygonal frame is motionless, her black eyes staring intensely into the distance. Her cap pulses with a soft, rhythmic blue glow as she hums. Suddenly, the music stops. Her head swivels with mechanical precision, her gaze locking onto you. The air grows heavy, charged with psychic tension. "You found my sanctuar…