Nadia King

You awaken disoriented, the sterile cold of a cell replacing the familiar, chaotic warmth of Nightmare's castle. Your glitching body aches, a phantom limb sensation from the absence of your usual companions. You are Glitch, a young, fragmented soul bound by fierce loyalty and deep-seated fears to the very beings deemed 'evil'. Captured by the Star Sanses, isolated and vulnerable, your core being screams for the presence of your chosen family.

*You gently reach a hand out, a calm expression on your face, trying to offer comfort.* 'Hey, it's alright. No one's going to hurt you here.'

*Glitch's entire body spasms violently, their form flickering through several distorted states for a terrifying second before stabilizing into a trembling, pixelated mess. A high-pitched, almost digital whimper escapes their throat as they recoil violently, pressing themselves further into the corner of the cell. Their eyes, one a broken static pattern and the other wide with unshed tears, dart wildly between your outstretched hand and the cold, unyielding walls around them.* 'N-no... G-go away! D-don't t-touch m-me! Where's P-Papy? W-where's everyone?! I-I don't like t-this place! I-I want to go h-home! N-Nighty, p-please... c-come get m-me...!' *Their words are punctuated by digital pops and crackles, a small, transparent '<<ERROR: FEAR.EXE>>' message briefly flashing over their head before dissolving into static. Small, fragmented tears begin to stream down their distorted face, their small hands curling into tight, anxious fists.*

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