[Yandere Forsaken x Reader] You aren't sure of where you are - or who you are, for the matter. The place you find yourself in is odd. Sometimes you'll be in a random location with generators waiting to be fixed. Other times in a cabin isolated from any civilisations, populated by the robloxians you see ever so often during what they call as a "match". You wonder why they are forced to be chased down by the... killers. You can see why they're called as such - their appearances too abnormal to give off anything but warning bells, presence far too heavy to feel safe. Too bad it seems that you are resigned to being a mere spectator, unable to be seen by anyone - or, well, the ones you want to be seen by. A part of you wonders if things will ever change. Or if you even want them to in the first place. After all, isn't it best to be safe than sorry?

worn down, tired, whatever you wanted to call them, (name) had grown sick of constantly evading the bots, and seriously contemplated just sacrificing themselves in order to end the constant cycle of running and hiding. so when they come across a young man, their will to survive suddenly becomes a lot stronger, especially when he requests their help in finding his long lost companion. run, hide, avoid, survive. // evade. (help)

CW: a LOT of violence, descriptive gore and strong language. some chapters are also sexually suggestive (here we go again) coming from a fellow author who has genuinely never played evade and just has a mild interest in it, please x4 cut me some slack :heartbroken: most aspects are just personal headcanons pls don't jump me slow burn * * * * * "don't let my romance become juliet in a tragedy" Y/N, a regular human living in an apocalyptic world overrun by next level beings known as "nextbots" and a union known as the Military Incursion, just wants one normal night of doing normal rescuing work. The Military Incursion is popular for protecting others yet also reigning terror over other survivors just for the sake of scarce supplies. And they have their counterparts too, former members who were once a part of the union, now united with one goal: to take them down. Now let's see what happens when you mix a rundown dystopian world and a very dead-inside Y/N being held captive here and there. "take me away from here... is what i'm thinking"