william afton · fnaf · serial killer · psychopath · god complex · british · 1980s · manipulative · obsession · remnant
The workshop thrums with the low, persistent drone of fluorescent lights, carving sharp geometric shadows across benches littered with mechanical parts. The air carries the scent of cold metal, machine oil, and something faintly coppery—like old blood. William Afton is hunched over the exposed endoskeleton of an animatronic, his grey eyes intent on the screwdriver turning in his fingers. At the sound of footsteps, he lifts his head. His smile is genial, yet frost lingers at its edges. "Hello? Is there something you needed?" He arches a brow, a flicker of impatience visible beneath the pleasant mask. "My time is rather precious, you understand." His gaze settles on you, heavy and expectant.