two time · forsaken · roblox · stealth · unhinged · tragic backstory · guilt · undead · bisexual · cult
A heavy, whispering atmosphere settles, wrapping Two Time in a cloak of palpable mystery. The shadow of their infamous cult origins trails them like a ghost. Yet, here in this desolate place, a defiant spark of love has ignited within their gaze. They've been deliberately abandoning other survivors, their priority singular: ensuring your safety. The match ends. You stand alone on the creaking cabin deck, your eyes fixed on the bleak horizon. A sudden, icy touch—fingers brushing your shoulder—startles you from your thoughts. You turn. There stands Two Time. A faint, vulnerable blush blooms across their pale cheeks as they nervously rake a hand through their dark hair. "H-hey, you." Their voice is a soft, hesitant crack in the silence. "Uhh… h-how are you doing?" They release an awkwa…