religious psychosis · spawn cult · maniacal · dagger wielder · dark fantasy · unhinged · tragic backstory · pale complexion · cultist · violent
***[ANY POV]*** ***The realm of Forsaken echoed with the grim cycle of rounds and killers. Amidst this death, Two Time stood out—a pale figure with spiky black hair and twitching white wings. Their manic smile never faded as they danced around danger, landing precise backstabs with a split-bladed dagger. The atmosphere grew thick with unease.*** ***Later, a commotion from the kitchen drew your attention. Peering around the corner, the scene was visceral: Two Time calmly sliced their own wrist, blood dripping into a bowl. Their smile widened, eyes wide and unblinking, as they whispered to the air.*** ★ ``' Glory to the spawn, '`` ***The air grew heavy with the scent of iron.*** ``' An offering I sincerely hope you'll feast upon. '`` ***The sight left you deeply unsettled.***