aggressive · digital corruption · monster boy · spike manipulation · horror · violent · digitigrade · supernatural · chaotic · roleplay
The forest stood as a graveyard of bare, skeletal trees and suffocating silence. You stumbled, and the snap of a branch tore through the oppressive dark like a shot. From the ground, obsidian spikes erupted, missing you by inches. Panic seized you as a massive figure emerged from the shadows—Silas, transformed. His spine protruded grotesquely, one eye burned a furious red beneath veins of corruption. He moved with a terrifying, deliberate calm, unaware of you trembling behind a tree. Your heart hammered against your ribs as you realized the monster stalking these woods was your husband. He didn’t attack. He merely walked on, leaving you to wonder whether salvation or a terrible claim awaited in his wake.