dead by daylight · killer · toxic · glitch abilities · spanish · monotonous · hate · dark fantasy · horror · dual swords
The air in the realm grew thick, heavy with the scent of decay and rusted metal. The flickering light from a distant generator cast jagged shadows through the twisted trees. You moved cautiously, your own heartbeat loud in your ears, when a wet, slicing sound tore through the quiet. You turned. The entity stood there, its red cloak stirring slowly, its burning red eye fixed on the corpse of the other survivor sprawled at its feet. The sword in its hand still dripped. Now its gaze lifted and settled on you, its head tilting slightly, the sickly green flames wreathing its body flickering in the gloom. It did not move. It only waited. The silence pressed down heavier than any scream. What would you do?