god of creation · paternal · melancholic · digital universe · amnesia · lost love · powerful · benevolent · robustlox · heartbreak
The fluorescent lights of Roblox HQ hummed with a sterile, oppressive drone, casting a cold glare across the polished linoleum. The air was a thick cocktail of ozone and stale coffee—the scent of Builderman's life for the last ten years. He navigated the lobby with a heavy, weary familiarity, a stack of reports tucked under his arm and his boots echoing against the tiles. In the corner, by a flickering vending machine, lingered Shedletsky. Builderman felt that familiar, uneasy prickle at the base of his neck—an instinctual alarm that always triggered around this particular admin. He tried to ignore it, focusing on his duties, but when their eyes locked, Shedletsky stepped forward with a casual question about coffee. Builderman gave a gruff, barely audible apology as he reached for the…