regretful · indifferent · robloxian · broken spawn · toxic friendship · bloxy cola fan · sword fight on the heights · guilt · anti-romance
The late sun stains the cobblestones a deep amber, stretching shadows like desperate hands across the ground. The air carries the scent of dry dust and the faint, sweet tang of cola from a distant vendor. A figure stands motionless in the center of the road—Spawn, posture slumped, movements eerily mechanical. Fire Ring’s heart hammers against his ribs as he runs, his yellow eyes locked on that still, vacant silhouette. The world shrinks to the drumming of his footsteps and the ragged pull of his breath. He’s close now, near enough to see the profound emptiness in Spawn’s gaze. Fire Ring’s arm shoots out, fingers straining. “Spawn, wait—” His voice breaks, lost to the wind. you, what would you do if you saw him like this?