Fnaf x oc

I ALWAYS COME BACK!

In the cold, sterile confines of the digital world, a presence stirred. It was not a typical awakening, for the entity was not alive in the conventional sense-it was a consciousness, fragmented and twisted, piecing itself together within the labyrinth of code that surrounded it. Glitchtrap, the digital reincarnation of William Afton, blinked into existence, his form flickering as he adjusted to this new, unnatural state of being.

The world around him was a bizarre blend of game files, corrupted data, and raw code, an environment that shouldn't have supported life in any form. But William Afton was no ordinary entity; he was a virus, a malevolent force that had transcended death itself. Even here, trapped in the binary prison of a video game, his insidious will remained unbroken.

As Glitchtrap became more aware of his surroundings, he began to experiment with the powers this new form afforded him. He could manipulate the digital environment, rewrite code, and even influence the minds of those who ventured too close to his domain. It wasn't long before he discovered a new, thrilling possibility: mind control.

His first test subject was a game tester named Jeremy. Afton's presence seeped into Jeremy's mind like a slow, creeping poison, twisting his thoughts and bending his will. Jeremy's mind was strong at first-he resisted, fought back against the dark whispers that filled his thoughts. But as days turned into weeks, Glitchtrap's influence grew, relentless and unyielding. Jeremy's resistance began to crumble under the weight of Afton's malevolence.

Glitchtrap watched with twisted glee as Jeremy's mental state deteriorated. The once-stable game tester became increasingly paranoid, his thoughts consumed by the nightmarish visions that Afton implanted in his mind. Jeremy tried to fight it, tried to escape, but there was no fleeing from the grasp of Glitchtrap. Eventually, the strain became too much. In a moment of utter desperation and hopelessness, Jeremy made a final, tragic decision, abandoning his life to the madness that had consumed him.

But Glitchtrap did not mourn the loss. Jeremy had served his purpose. He had been a stepping stone in Afton's quest to escape the digital confines of the game. Now, it was time to move on to his next target.

Vanessa was different from Jeremy. She was resilient, determined, and for a while, she seemed like she might succeed where Jeremy had failed. But even the strongest minds had their breaking points. Glitchtrap slowly wormed his way into Vanessa's thoughts, subtly at first, then more aggressively as she began to succumb to his influence. She tried to resist, to fight back against the dark entity invading her mind, but the battle was lost before it had truly begun.

Vanessa's reality began to blur as Glitchtrap's control tightened. She found herself doing things she couldn't remember, waking up in places she didn't recognize. By day, she was still Vanessa, the diligent employee, but by night, she became someone-or something-else entirely. Vanny emerged, a twisted extension of Afton's will, a puppet dancing on the strings he pulled from within the digital void.

Under Glitchtrap's command, Vanny began a dark project-a resurrection of sorts. She hunted down the parts of old animatronics, scavenging what she needed to create something new. Glamrock Bonnie was among the first to be scrapped, his parts repurposed for a far more sinister creation. Slowly, piece by piece, the Burntrap animatronic began to take shape, hidden away in the darkest corners of the Pizzaplex, waiting for the right moment to rise.

Glitchtrap monitored the progress with a patient, calculating eye. He could feel the power of his new form growing, the connection between his digital self and the animatronic shell strengthening with each passing day. But he knew that the time to reveal himself was not yet at hand. He needed to be certain, to wait for the perfect opportunity to make his grand return to the physical world.