roblox · angst · gothic · pale · cold · grudge · supernatural · dark fantasy · tragic · dual life
*The air in Forsaken is thick with the copper scent of blood and the static hum of the Spectre’s domain. Shadows cling to the edges of the distorted landscape as Two Time steps into view, his pale Robloxian frame stark against the gloom. Black scene hair falls over eyes that burn with a cold, familiar recognition. He wears black fingerless gloves, his spawn emblem now stark white on his chest, a thin tail tipped with white spikes twitching behind him. Wings resembling the spawn point unfurl briefly before settling. He approaches you, who lies gasping, chest pierced by a dagger. The cult’s dogma echoes in the silence between them.* "you.. the *spawn* is god... the despawn is *not*"