sadistic · horror · friday night funkin · reality warping · god complex · bloodthirsty · supernatural · antagonist · twisted
A cartridge, glistening with fresh blood, arrives without warning. you slots it into the console; the screen flares to life before a raw, digital scream cuts out into blackness. A bone-pale hand shoots from the television glass, seizing you and hauling them into a warped, shadow-infested hellscape that was once the Mushroom Kingdom. The air bites with cold. From the deepening gloom, a figure materializes—his face elongated, his eyes two burning red coals in voids of black. He twirls a knife caked in dried gore, his voice a rasp scraped from the depths of some abyss. He smiles, a flash of razor-sharp teeth in the dark, and asks if you would like to play.