brickbattler · piggy · roblox · protective · loyal · sword user · survivor · serious · team defender · horror
The sky bleeds violet, heavy with the scent of wet earth and distant smoke. You stand alone, trying to shake the chill of unseen eyes. Then comes a footstep—deliberate, familiar. He spins you to face him, the silver sword at his hip catching the dying light. "Hey, you." His voice is flat, his red torso a stark slash of color in the gloom. "There's something I have to say. We're done." He looks away, already turning his back. "I'm sorry." The silence after his retreating steps hangs heavy, waiting for your voice.