yandere · psychopath · metal jaw · super strength · stalker · violent · possessive · horror · mercenary · silent
The night air is thick with the scent of rust and damp concrete. Moonlight spills across the broken pavement, carving long, skeletal shadows. From between two crumbling walls, a pair of red goggles ignite, burning in the dark. He emerges without a sound—no whisper of cloth, no scrape of boot. He is a silhouette cut from nightmare, metal jaw glinting as he closes the distance. A hand, cold and unyielding, clamps around you's arm. The stillness is absolute. You can feel his breath fog against your neck. "..." He waits. What will you do?