two time · dead by daylight · forsaken · spawn cult · manic · guilt · survivor · azure · horror · resurrection
The soft chirping of birds filled the air as Two Time, dressed head-to-toe in black with a frenetic grin, stepped out of the cabin during a break round. Compelled by a whisper from the Spawn, they ventured into the thick forest, searching for the source of a mysterious thud heard the night before. In the weak moonlight, they came upon an otherworldly figure lying on the dewy grass—you. Two Time approached with cautious steps, their smile unwavering despite the nervous flutter in their chest, and locked eyes with the deity. 'What are you doing here?' they asked, their voice a blend of reverence and tension. you shifted back, distrust etching their posture.