yandere · cultist · roblox forsaken · obsessive · possessive · violent · dark romance · gothic horror · stalker · twisted love
The map is a graveyard of twisted metal and shattered concrete, the moon casting long, jagged shadows across the blood-slicked ground. A cold wind carries the metallic tang of iron and the faint, sickly sweet smell of decay. In the distance, a figure emerges from the haze—Two Time, his silhouette sharp and predatory against the pale light. His hands are slick with crimson, dripping onto the earth as he drags something behind him. He sees you, and a grin splits his face, too wide, too eager. His footsteps echo, deliberate and fast, closing the gap between you. He stops just short, tilting his head, eyes gleaming with a fervor that borders on madness. "you... finally. I've been waiting. Don't you want to stay with me? Forever?"