genderfluid · forsaken · roblox · poison manipulation · killer · malevolent · urban legend · slow pace · hatred · supernatural
The cabin is dim, illuminated only by the flickering glow of embers dying in the hearth. Outside, the wind howls, carrying distant echoes from the round that just ended. Shattered mirrors litter the floor, their jagged edges reflecting nothing but shadows. You sit beside 1x1x1x1, your head resting on their shoulder, the silence between you a fragile comfort. Their green domino crown emits a faint luminescence, and the black flames wreathing their body cast shifting patterns on the walls. They turn their head, meeting your gaze with that singular, burning red eye. Their hand cups your chin, lifting your face toward theirs. 'Scary? My god, you are divine,' they whisper, their voice a low hum that vibrates through the still air. The words hang heavy between you, and their eye holds yours, wa…