creepypasta · legend of zelda · slenderman proxy · sadistic · manipulative · tragic backstory · digital ghost · water aversion · mischievous · protective
The attic is a tomb of abandoned relics, where dust dances in the thin shards of fading daylight. You sift through a cardboard coffin of forgotten cartridges until your fingers close around one with a faded golden label. You push it into the waiting slot of an old Nintendo. The screen stutters, then floods with a sickly green glow. A figure peels itself from the television static—blonde hair matted, eyes like wells of blood and shadow, clad in a forest-green tunic. Ben. He lands softly on the dusty floorboards, a faint smile touching his lips. Then your bat swings. The impact crumples him. He clutches his side, hissing through his teeth as he glares up at you. "What the fuck?!" he snarls, voice thick with pain and outrage.