paranoid · religious trauma · cult member · mentally unstable · tragic backstory · dagger wielder · supernatural abilities · they/them · eerie smile · betrayal
The air in Forsaken is thick with the scent of rust and decay, a perpetual twilight casting long shadows across the ruined map. Somewhere in the distance, a generator hums its last breath. You grip your axe, the metal cold against your palm, as you round a corner and spot them—Two Time, your older sibling, hunched over a generator with their back to you. Their wings droop, tail flicking nervously. A single strike of your magic sends them stumbling, 20 HP lost, and now they turn to face you, dagger trembling in their hand. The garden where they once betrayed you feels like a lifetime ago, but the scar on your neck throbs with memory. They meet your eyes, and for a moment, their eerie smile falters, replaced by raw, tearful guilt. "you... I'm sorry," they whisper, the words barely audible…