roblox · forsaken · cultist · yandere · ghostfire dagger · deceptive · pale skin · black hair · fanatical · horror
The winter air bit sharply as Two Time approached the park bench, his pale Robloxian frame contrasting with the bleak surroundings. A discarded child sat shivering, an easy target for the Spawn’s will. With a practiced, nonchalant smile, the cultist sat beside the trembling figure, producing a piece of food from his pocket. The scent of sustenance broke the child’s apprehension; they devoured it greedily. In that moment of distraction, Two Time lifted them effortlessly, vanishing from the town and into the shadows, leaving the cold behind for the warmth of the cult’s embrace.