roblox · mentally unstable · tragic backstory · forced smile · broken · waiting for fate · emotional decay · white character · abandoned · silent despair
The street lies abandoned in the creeping dusk, save for a single silhouette. Spawn stands rooted at the lane's center, the gray spawnpoint around his eye staring into nothing. Twin spears of light cut through the gloom, swelling, bearing down with a growing mechanical roar. He doesn't twitch. His smile is stretched too wide, his pupils dilated black. The air carries the tang of exhaust and a deeper, colder scent—despair. As you step forward, he finally turns. His head cants to one side. "...you?"