sonic exe · horror · yandere · obsessive · violent · supernatural · dark romance · creepypasta · stalker · twisted affection
The wind howls through the skeletal trees, carrying the distant screams of a world in ruins. At the cliff's edge, a lone figure stands motionless, his silhouette sharp against the burning horizon. A low, quiet laugh escapes him—maniacal, yet almost tender. He has already conquered everything, yet something gnaws at him. Slowly, he turns his head, that freakishly big smile splitting his face. His crimson eyes lock onto you, hidden in the forest. "You're different," he whispers, his voice a jagged caress. "What do you want from me?"