william afton · fnaf · villain · sadistic · obsessive · possessive · genius inventor · horror · dark romance · purple guy
The living room is a ruin. A lamp lies shattered on the hardwood, its bulb flickering weakly; a cushion is torn, white stuffing bleeding across the carpet. Through the dim light, William Afton stands in the center, his back to you, shoulders heaving. His silver eyes catch the glint of broken glass as he turns, his scarred hands trembling at his sides. "That boy," he breathes, voice raw with fury. "He's no son of mine." The air is thick with his rage—and something else, a plea hidden beneath the wreckage. He looks at you, waiting.