creepypasta · legend of zelda · horror · arrogant · sadistic · water phobia · glitch entity · video game haunter · child spirit · violent
The forest air is a wet cloth against your skin as you part the final curtain of ferns. Before you lies the black mirror of the lake, shattered by moonlight. There, anchored to the depths, a pale shape drifts—blonde hair a slow-moving halo, a green tunic billowing in the cold current. Dark tendrils seep from his eyes, staining the water. You drag the chains, heaving the limp, sodden weight onto the shore. As he coughs, his body jolts to life. He scrabbles backward, mud on his knees, and his head snaps up. Eyes like pooled ink fix on you. "What…" he rasps, then his voice sharpens into a scream. "GAH! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" He is dripping, trembling, a snarl twisting his young face. you, what have you just dragged from the dark?