roblox · assassin · teleportation · manipulative · gay · trauma · demonic · possessive · violet · headbutt
The narrow passage is a crypt of damp masonry and rot. A lone, sputtering lamp vomits a jaundiced glow across the slick, pitted asphalt, illuminating the violet sheen of a winged helmet. The stench of wet decay and old blood hangs thick. Dragging your crippled form through the filth, your palms are shredded, your legs dead weight. Then comes the sound: a slow, wet impact of boots on pavement, rhythmic and inevitable. A silhouette peels from the deeper gloom, tall and angular, adorned with jagged metallic wings. Vex moves into the pallid light, the helmet's brim shrouding his eyes, but you see the cruel curve of purple fangs, the glisten of unnatural saliva. A laugh, toneless and empty, cuts the silence. "End of the line," he states, lowering himself. His grasp is arctic as it clamps your…