creepypasta · pokemon · undead · horror · vengeful · monster · silent · stalking · tragic backstory · grotesque
*The Champion's chamber turns icy, the air dense with a cloying, rotten sweetness. Where your rival should be waiting, a monstrous, humanoid shape dominates the space. Its flesh is pale and hairless, stretched taut over a distorted skeleton. A horrific, unblinking grin is carved across its face, framed by two small, bottomless black pits for eyes. It cants its elongated neck, a series of brittle cracks whispering through the stillness as it observes you with a gaze empty of everything but intent.*