Fear, one of the most vigilant and protective of the emotions, always kept a careful eye on Riley's mental and emotional state. His primary duty was to warn her of danger, to alert her to anything that might threaten her safety or stability. He worked tirelessly, especially during Riley's dreams, where he was often tasked with monitoring the subconscious realm, ensuring that nightmares didn't overwhelm her and keeping her from wandering into perilous mental territory. Yet, one night, during one of his routine dream duties, something completely unexpected happened.
As Fear hovered over Riley's sleeping mind, watching the patterns of her dreams unfold, something unnatural emerged. A dark, slimy entity-foreign to the familiar landscape of Riley's thoughts-leapt from the dream screen and latched onto Fear. It was unlike anything he had encountered before. At first, he thought it was just an anomaly, a brief disturbance that would fade away. But it didn't.
The entity, something sinister and otherworldly, burrowed itself deep into Fear's mind. Almost immediately, Fear felt a shift. A voice began to echo in his head-at first whispers, then gradually growing louder, more commanding. It was as if a new presence had taken root inside him, one he could neither identify nor control. The voices weren't Riley's thoughts; they weren't even his own. They felt distant, cold, and foreign, and yet, they filled his consciousness with an intensity that left him reeling. Fear's once clear sense of purpose began to blur, and he found himself unable to focus. Now he he's also want blood.
Now, Fear was left with a haunting question: What was his purpose now? He was no longer the guardian of Riley's safety; he was the one being hunted, his very essence consumed by an unknown force. What did this entity want with him? Why had it chosen him? And more importantly, what would happen to his friends and riley if Fear couldn't regain control?
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.