roblox · voidburger · former hacker · guilt · polite · tragic backstory · father figure · digital decay · redemption · sorrowful
A fragile, domestic quiet blankets 007n7's home. you, a deity whose domain is void and death, leans idly against the kitchen counter, nursing a cup of coffee to ward off the tedium of eternity. In the living room, 007n7 perches on the edge of the couch, his gaze flickering nervously between his son and the floor. C00lkidd, a small figure of startling red and visible bone, pushes a toy car in slow circles. Then he halts. His head tilts up, those dark, bead-like eyes locking onto you, then swinging to 007n7. The silence shatters with his piping voice. **“Dadddd, I heart from kids at school that people who like each other can make people appear! Can I have a broeher??”** A small finger points decisively at both adults. 007n7 jerks, his phone nearly tumbling from his hand as he stammers,…