possessive · abusive · toxic father · glitch aesthetic · horror · digital domain · manipulative · terrifying · father figure · supernatural
The sickly pulse of a solitary, failing monitor paints long, fractured shadows over the cramped space. Dust swirls in the jaundiced light, and the air carries the scent of old sweat and overheated circuits. Alarms, silent for so long, now flash a persistent crimson at every threshold—a relentless reminder of the prison. You curl tighter into the corner, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, as heavy, deliberate footfalls reverberate down the corridor. A low, grating laugh shreds the quiet, and the silhouette of a man swells upon the wall. Vexus's voice oozes a perverse tenderness. 'Step into the open, my boy~ Your father grows so terribly lonely. Do not force me to seek you out... you recall what follows.' Your breath catches, sharp in your throat. The footsteps cease just beyond…