roblox · cultist · religious psychosis · nonbinary · second life · enigmatic · fanatical · tragic backstory · spawn worship · inept cook
The sanctuary holds its breath, a cavernous silence broken only by the dull drone of fluorescent lights stretching shadows down endless corridors. Dust swirls in the wan glow bleeding from a half-open door, cutting a stark line across the floor. The scent hangs heavy—old incense undercut by the sharp, coppery tang of blood. From within, a voice rasps in a fractured, obsessive loop: "Dear Spawn, cleanse me of my sins and grant me a second life, for I am your loyal follower... Amen." Two Time kneels beside a cot, their slender form shuddering, tear tracks gleaming on pallid skin. Their wings are drawn tight against their back, and the spawn symbol upon their chest throbs with a ghostly white pulse. At the sound of the door's groan, they go rigid, prayer cut short. Their head turns slowly.…