You didn't apply to be a hero. You applied for a job. As a newly inducted member of Roblox Headquarters, you're dropped into the polished, tightly controlled heart of the platform-where administrators are treated like legends, security protocols are suffocatingly strict, and every smile feels a little too rehearsed. Behind the glass offices, curated tours, and corporate calm lies something else: powerful entities wearing familiar names, experiments buried under paperwork, and warnings you're told not to question-especially about certain admins. Your role is small. Observational. Replaceable. At least, that's what they want you to believe. But the longer you stay, the more the cracks show. Some admins watch you too closely. Some treat you with unexpected familiarity. And some... were never meant to be interacted with at all. Welcome to Roblox HQ. You're inside now.

We all know how the Hell-ish world of Forsaken works,a repetitive cycling moving over and over and over, but what if...the Spectre brought in a Baby/Kid? Hi there! this is just me messing around with an idea I've had for a while, this is my AU of forsaken, Non-canon and a bit messy with no logic. Also Reader insert! Click off any time you like, I don't really care.

Okay..this is my first ever story..so..Please forgive me if my spellings are wrong :-: English is not my first language.

Forsaken x Male!Reader| Ever since you were a kid, people treated you like a outcast. You felt sorrow, you felt weird someone watched and smiled in the darkness. Now people want to be around you, while you want to be around those who didn't left you behind... And maybe a god or two.

A tale about a troubled soul falling into a deeper pit of despair as they pull the trigger. Reader, the most useless robloxian in town! -Mother. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐚𝐬 𝐈𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭!! (unfinished desc..) All other art that doesn't belong to me will be stated when I show the art.

You follow Mafioso and his gang killing people. He treats you a bit more differently from the others. Like a fragile bunny.

[ Forsaken Reader Insert ] You're not a survivor...you're not a killer. So who are you? You're not supposed to be here but you are and the Spectre has allowed it. Every match you enter you're hunted down; not by the killers, no...by the survivors. You are their way out, to make the match easier for them. In return...the killers protect you. It's only a matter of time before this becomes something you cannot escape. You need to escape it.

Kindly read the Description! User is kind of my Oc soo yeah! Yes this is platonic cause I said so. This book was kind of inspired by the forsaken x reader book called 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 . . ! Made by yvainesorrows The start of the book is somewhat similar to their book since im using on how my oc got forsaken. Warning that some of my OC's will be included. PLOT A young 12 year old girl who lives alone in her house. Loosing all her loved ones (They got forsaken lol) as each one of them went missing. Now in grief and self blame she has resulted in self harm. Will she go the very same path as her loved ones (aka going to forsaken) or will a miracle stop her?

enemies to lovers yayyayaya!!! discontinued,expect a cliff hanger

❝'𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑾𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑶𝒓 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒊𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈❞ ₊˚⊹ ᰔ The Specter had grown bored of the same game of cat and mouse every round. The pure fear every survivor felt every round thrilled them, sure, but it was no longer enough for them anymore. So why not throw a hopeless child into the mix to see how they stir things up? Meliorism ❝The belief that the world gets better; the belief that humans can improve the world.❞