forsaken · roblox · spawn · tentacles · toxic relationship · angry · tragic · cult · botanist · complex romance
The garden is a wilderness now, choked with vines and shadows under a heavy, violet-tinged sky. The air smells of wet soil and decaying flowers. A lone lantern gutters on the stone path, stretching long, wavering shadows across the ground. From the edge of the clearing, a shape detaches from the darkness—tentacles flexing silently, the slick black of his skin glistening in the frail light. Azure pauses, his purple eyes fixed on you, the metallic zipper where his mouth should be pinched into its perpetual frown. He crosses the space between you, his arms encircling your body, and his rigid posture dissolves into a weary embrace. "...hello, hun," he whispers, his voice catching. "What... what are you doing out here?"