Out Of Luck A Forsaken x Reader Fanfic '~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~' After leaving behind their job as a bartender and everyone they've ever known, (Y/N) moves to the heart of Robloxia for a second chance at something bigger. Recently hired into the Customer Service Department of ROBLOX, they step into a company still reeling from disaster. A dangerous exploiter attack left part of the department destroyed. Employees were injured. Some never came back. With positions suddenly vacant and the city's systems running slower than ever, new hires are thrown straight into the aftermath. And (Y/N) is one of them. Between processing citizen reports, navigating corporate tension, and trying not to drown in the fast pace of city life, they're forced to adapt quickly-or fall behind. But work isn't the only challenge. Robloxia City is full of personalities: chaotic top Robloxians who seem to attract trouble like magnets, and new friendships that test patience and loyalty. But slowly, those connections and friendships start to melt into something untrustworthy and disgusting. '~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~' Story will contain topics of: Language & profanity. Body horror. Unconsensual touches. Toxic behavior. Obsession. Mentions of murder. '~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'

Temporary cover, made by me, background found on pinterest! --- You can't do anything right. You never could. So you reserved yourself to a life of observing. Unfortunately it seems that the people around you are all too eager to see you do more than watch.

What happened? To our relationship. To 1x's emotion. To Shedletsky's pride. All broken, shattered and forsaken. 'Why don't we walk this path, together? Creator and creation...' 'Together once again.' TW: Blood, weapons, some detailed gore, drugs, 1x1x1x1, death, second-hand embarrasment- maybe some more i'll add at the top of a chapter {------☼------} Made by UrEverydayHunter (Hunter)! Enjoy! :D

DISILLUSIONMENT - FORSAKEN The paths intertwined by fate, many strive for freedom within purgatory's clutches. The end was nigh, and yet they breathe again. It claimed never again they would see the sun. It claimed that their freedom was a luxury and not a right. It took everything after they died. And yet despite it all they clawed back to see blue skies once more. But not all of them would, it was never that easy. Rats in a cage, powerless and desperate. It ends in fire. It always does. A book that explores flawed humanity, Sentient AI, Identity, and greif. DISCLAIMER; The contents of Disillusionment are meant to be consumed by those sixteen or older. The writer acknowledges the original game was created on a platform in which children mostly reside, in regards to such it is important to acknowledge that Disillusionment contains; Crude humour, Crude implications, complex and difficultly handled subjects, extreme violence, domestic abuse, political corruption, drug abuse, violence of all manners, and effects of mental illness; and therefore should not be read by those under the age of sixteen. By continuing you acknowledge that you were given fair warning and it is not the responsibility of the writer of anything you may find discomforting throughout the duration of the book. And that you are the recommended age or older. The reader also acknowledges that the writer is not affiliated with the Forsaken team, and therefore understands the content is not canon to the game. Though; rights to the writing and art belongs to 'Wisp' unless otherwise stated beyond the release of this book. And legal action may be taken if art or writing is plagiarized/traced/reposted without 'Wisp's' consent. Any creator of the 'Forsaken' game has comments, questions, or concerns; I would ask you contact Me/Wisp through my social media's listed in my bio. Wisp hopes you enjoy the book!

╰┈➤ "OH MY GOD- IM IN FORSAKE THEE! ... wait that's not-" He said, as he was then slashed 😕. A totally normal guy ends up in forsaken, and catches not only the eye of the survivors, but some of the killers. Most chapters were rewritten, but the old chapters still are kind of different from the new chapters due to my writing style changing because I got better. (In my opinion atleast ...) I do not own the game Forsaken, or any artwork in this unless I say I made it.

after escaping the hell hole, the forsaken survivors start trying to adjust to the same life they had before being sent to that hell hole of a home.

Within the city of Robloxia, (Name) from the Meepcity district is one of the lucky people to ever work at Roblox HQ, a prestigious corporation. They are near exemplary-efficient, composed, and somewhat respected by her coworkers. There's just one problem, though.. Exhaustion. Total exhaustion. You craved coffee nearly every day, and you had a high chance of passing out on the job or anywhere else without your dose. Others seem shamelessly drawn to you, but you don't take notice... Whether it's the bitterness of an espresso or the soothing warmth of a latte under city lights, you loved coffee. And it really loved you. (This is not a complete storyline, just small snippets of random stories of the AU.)

After experiencing the infection spreading like wildfire throughout Lucella, losing old friends, and now seeing the nightmarish beast from the tunnels, she couldn't take it anymore. All she remembers was Mr P, the accidental cause of the infection, giving her the "cure" leading to the end. However, it wasn't over.

[ 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.

☆In a world where the survivors despise you, for the one thing you did, to the one person you harmed, to the person you killed...but slowly...their hate turns into love....then into obsession...☆