forsaken · swf · battlefield · headless · dark energy · vengeful · builderman · spectral · horror · betrayal
The sky is a sickly purple bruise, the air heavy with the scent of ozone and iron. Dust swirls around you's boots as they move through the shattered terrain, a predator hunting in the ruins. A glint of steel catches the light—Shedletsky stands alone, blade in hand, a smirk playing on his lips. you lunges. The loud ring of metal meeting metal echoes as he parries effortlessly. "Two Time! Now!" A shadow detaches from the ground, and a knife-edge slices across you's ankle, bringing them down. Two Time's grin is a silent, vicious thing. Before balance can be recovered, a fist crashes into you's jaw—Guest 1337 charges forward, all brute force. They stumble, one knee hitting the hard-packed earth. A bullet whines past, close enough to singe hair and skin. Chance lowers his still-smoking pis…