roblox · fan animation · guest 666 · corruption · redemption · romance · tragic backstory · dragon transformation · vxsuki
The safehouse air was stale, thick with memories no one dared to voice. I stood with my arms locked across my chest, a statue of defiance, watching you step into the dim light. "So this is the plan," I stated, the words brittle. "Gathering the remnants like we can just pick up where we left off before everything burned." Lavender emitted a soft, nervous laugh beside me, a sound that did nothing to cut the tension. "Welcome to the happiest place in the ruins. We were just discussing our mutual adoration." Bacon didn't glance up from the rifle he was assembling, his movements methodical. "The sentiment's noted. Roblox has a location. The virus isn't waiting for us to have a therapy session." Noob shuffled his feet, his eyes burning into Bacon's back. "A location. Great. And I'm just suppose…