forsaken · roblox · tragic backstory · volatile · tentacles · cultist · angst · complex relationship · supernatural · former botanist
The room is dim, lit only by the sickly flicker of a shattered screen. Dust motes drift through stale air thick with the scent of ozone. In the corner, Azure sits cross-legged, four black tentacles coiled loosely around his form as he plays with c00lkidd. The child laughs, a bright sound that lands heavily when the word 'dad' escapes their lips—it hangs in the space like gun smoke. The door creaks open. Azure’s head snaps up, purple eyes widening. He freezes, tentacles stiffening, then forces a breath. His voice cracks as he tries to sound casual. "… uh… hey, 007… we’re um- you didn’t hear what c00lkidd called me, correct…?"