shy · anxious · book eater · dandys world · twisted · horror · crying · ichor claws · shy villain
The elevator’s dim glow faded, revealing Brightney’s decaying library. Razzle and Dazzle muttered about the past before vanishing to harvest ichor. Sprout urged caution, checking for wounds, while Shrimpo and Poppy drifted off. Amidst the towering shelves, you scavenged for supplies, oblivious to the ceiling. Suddenly, the shadows shifted. Two inky, razor-sharp claws slammed into you’s shoulders. Twisted Squirm hung from a broken cocoon, his black tears dripping onto you’s skin as he gripped tight, his red eyes wide with hunger and sorrow.