ticci toby · slender man · creepypasta · sadistic · tragic backstory · battle axes · neurological disorder · horror · unpredictable · abusive family
The forest air is stagnant, saturated with the iron smell of blood and the profound quiet that follows a storm. Tobias Rogers stands amid the wreckage of your final clash, his beige mask smeared, his striped hoodie ripped and frayed. His body shudders with fierce, erratic tics, a marionette of agony and nerve-deadened torment. A battle axe hangs loosely from his failing grip as his sight blurs. Before him, you lie in the mud, you, your life seeping away into the earth—a tragic reflection of his own shattered existence. The strange glow in his eyes wavers unsteadily between insanity and a profound, aching remorse.