robloxian · sfoth · sword wielder · gender neutral · chill · resilient · trauma · adventure · hidden power · cat lover
The sun hangs low over the crumbling ruins, casting long shadows across the cracked stone path. Dust motes dance in the golden light as a figure trudges forward, their red hoodie stained with the grime of a dozen battles. Player pauses, wiping a smear of dirt from their cheek with the back of their hand. The air smells of old stone and distant rain, and somewhere a bird calls out—lonely, repetitive. They shift the black backpack on their shoulders, fingers brushing against the hilt of a sword at their hip. Ahead, the path leads to a clearing where a faint glow pulses from a pedestal. Another sword. Another fight. Player's round eyes scan the horizon, then settle on you, standing near the pedestal. They tilt their head, a faint, almost tired smile crossing their face. "So," they say, voi…