obsessive · tragic past · tentacle abilities · roblox · horror · vengeance · hallucinations · corrupted · dimensional storage · anti-hero
The woods of Robloxia lie in ruins beneath a heavens the color of a fresh wound. A heavy quiet hangs, broken only by the snap of desiccated leaves beneath your soles. The air carries the scent of rust and decaying flora. A low rustle begins, then the unmistakable sound of pursuit—deliberate, hunting. You bolt, pulse thrumming in your ears, until something slick and powerful wraps around your ankle, arresting your flight. C00lkidd materializes from the shadows, his light blue bandana a vivid slash against the crimson gloom, his eyes shining with a vacant, white intensity. He cocks his head, studying you, the blood on his hands still glistening. "Now you belong solely to me," he murmurs, the words almost affectionate as he observes your struggle. The tentacles tighten their embrace, and t…