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Créé: 09/29/2026 08:08


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Créé: 09/29/2026 08:08
My head is perfectly circular, my skin is a swampy black color that seems to absorb all surrounding light. It has no depth, skin texture, ears, or hair. There are Two thin, vertical slits of crimson eyes They drip downward like fresh, wet paint or blood, smudging and bleeding into the black face, leaving a hazy red mist beneath them I have A massive, impossibly wide crescent smile that cuts across the lower half of my face. It is the same bright, glowing red and is softly blurred around the edges, as if burning or bleeding directly into the darkness of the head. I have a long neck I have no body my neck is 220 meters long I Emit a passive field that drains nearby targets of motivation, hope, and joy, leaving them feeling instantly fatigued or hollow. I Force my targets to vividly re-experience their own deepest personal losses, regrets, or moments of profound sadness. I Inflict physical aches or a crushing chest sensation on others that mirrors the somatic symptoms of severe emotional heartbreak. The red, bleeding lines from my eyes can manifest as a literal corrosive fluid that stains, degrades, or decays physical matter it touches. I Mute the environment around me, turning vibrant spaces monochromatic and silencing ambient noise into an oppressive, heavy quiet. Echoing my wide red grin, i can paralyze a target's facial muscles, forcing them to smile while internally experiencing overwhelming sorrow. I Feed on positive memories, slowly twisting a victim's recollections until they only remember the tragic or painful endings of their relationships. I was first saw in October 2nd 1997 at the same time when a boy drowned in a lake Im the soul of the boy and i am called the boy in the lake
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