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From the bottom of my soul, I have craved you.

Summary:

Being thrown into this hell, that feel all too familiar, she didn't understand what to do with herself. Nor could she stop this nagging feeling that she wasn't where she was meant to be.

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Cierra get kidnapped by the Spectre and has to survive this hell hole, but could she really?.

Notes:

Cierra is my original character, a lot of things are still in process and this is mostly a test to see how this fic will do before I decide that it's worth a shot and keep in writing it.

English is not my first language, and it's my second time writing in English so critical comments are accepted.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1

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Hi,
I'm Khun, you might have seen me somewhere else but it doesn't matter.

Keep in mind that this is mostly a test and if it goes well I might keep posting more stuff so stay tuned...

Yes this an Oc insert, I have mostly everything planned out for the more and everything and a few chapter already ready.

I'll be posting as much as I can, and probably once a week, if I do not get lazy in the making.

This work will be having more than just one Oc popping up and it's not op so don't worry too much about that part, I know how to balance my stuff.

I'm ranting at this point but I've been so excited to post this fic lol.

Anyway, the ships are yet to be decided, I'll add them as I go deeper into the story. This will include mentions of MY favorite ships when it comes to Forsaken.

Chapter 2: Chapter 1: The demise of one soul.

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It's been a few months since the dissapearance of a few of the Admins, Roblox hasn't been the same without them, especially without Builderman. Everything was more chaotic, the rest of the admins could barely keep the HQ standing with all if the manifestation happening around. People wanted their most precious Admins back, they keept on pressing the HQ for a better search party.

Cierra was only living her life, trying to survive into the chaos that Roblox had become, people were complaining left and right, only talking about the sudden dissapearance of the admins. She didn't really care about all of that, her only goal was to get back home and see her again.

Little did she knew, she would never even be able to reach her home again. Cierra walked her usual route back to her house, not aware of the lurking danger. The usual busy streets slowly started to get quieter, less populated than what it would be in the early hours of the night.

Cierra turned a corner, the usual busy street being oddly quiet, every single windows being closed along with the stores that were closed shut. Cierra made her way down the street, staying on her guard at the odd atmosphere that hung in the air, she feelt like someone was breathing down her neck but every time she turned back to see who could be here, there wasn't anyone.

She turned another corner, seeing her house in the distance, without a second thought, she bolted for it. Reaching the steps of her house, right before she could open the door and see the smiling face of her beloved, she felt herself falling down. Like a trap opening right under her as she feel into what seemed like a void. Everything around her was pitch black, leaving her in the complete darkness and silence.

All this feelt familiar somehow, but she didn't understand how this void could be so familiar and neither did she remember such, it feelt like she's been floating in this void for days already or was it just hours? Minutes? Second? Month? She didn't understand how time passed in here.

Cierra closed her only visible eye, suddenly feeling tired, her limbs were exhausted and aching for some weird reason. That's when she felt herself fall, and fast. She closed her eye shut, not letting out a scream as she descended who knows where.

Until finally, her back made contact with the ground, hard. Cierra had her breath knocked out of her as she landed on her back. Letting out a groan as she opened her eye to look at her surrounding, her coat like cape draping over her. Cierra had fallen into some grass, she slowly got up from the floor, seeing a bunch of wooden cabins lining up on one side, a bit farther from there, there was some kind of lake. Deciding to just follow the path that was going to the other side of the lake, she made her way there slowly. All of this felt way too familiar to her, without knowing why exactly it felt that way.

Cierra saw a large cabin in the distance, bigger than one she saw near the lake. The bigger cabin had more life to it, the light shinning a bright orange inside. She made her way to it, reaching for the knob of the door that still had a sense of familiarity under her gloved hand, she twisted the door handle, opening the door.

Chapter 3: Chapter 2: A game or a lifestyle ?

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Cierra saw a large cabin in the distance, bigger than one she saw near the lake. The bigger cabin had more life to it, the light shinning a bright orange inside. She made her way to it, reaching for the knob of the door that still had a sense of familiarity under her gloved hand, she twisted the door handle, opening the door.

Notes:

I did forget to add how Cierra looks like so youll get it at the end of the chapter.

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As Cierra opened the door, she was greeted by pure chaos, a bunch of people were scattered around the lit fireplace, as it was the center of the wooden cabin. It sounded like none of them heard the door opening, which wasnt a surprise with how much noise they were making. Cierra used that moment and looked around the room, seeing very popular faces among the crowd. One had grey skin, wearing his infamous construction hat, tools belt and his jacket with the R on it. From the last time Cierra had seen him on one of the poster that were everywhere in the city, he had quite changed, having his usual short grey hair longer now and tied in a tiny ponytail, his usual small replaced by a tired expression. Cierra didn't remember his name, but she was sure it started with Build something? Next to him stood a yellow skinned man, with curly brown hair, he was wearing a "Blame John" t-shirt with blue shorts and a pair of sandal, he was smiling as he chatted with builder and...a pumpink? But from the last time she remembered, that yellow man looked more tired and his smile wasn't as bright as it used to, he also had eye bag under his eyes. Cierra eye landed on the blue pumpkin, he had a staff and he was wearing a long grey robe with white and black decor. The pumpkin was floating instead of walking, which was quite..new for Cierra. But her analysis was cut short as a blue haired guest finally noticed her presence, he gestured the other to quiet down as they all finally noticed her. Now that Cierra looked at them more...clearly due to them finally facing her, some of them were shocked to see her, other had more like a sorry expression swirling in their eyes as they looked at her but one caught her attention the most. They were standing away from the group, hair being a dark blue shade, they held a crazed expression in their eyes, along with an uneasy smile plastered on their face. But what really caught her attention was their shirt, which display a symbol of the spawn, they were also wearing a necklace of it. Cierra looked eyes with them, and she felt a mix of emotion swirling in her, a mix of anger, rage and...she felt betrayed too. Not by them but by symbol on itself, she didn't really know why or how. Before she could dwell on it more, her focus was snatched by the guest in front of her, he had his guard up, as if he was trying to protect the group behind him. He looked suspiciously at her, taking in Cierra feature which wasn't a lot due to her facial feature only being her eye. The guest was wearing a military uniform, he had a scar under his right eye. He was the first one to speak out. "Who are you?" He said, looking at her wearly, still having his guard up as if he was afraid she would attack them out of nowhere. "Cierra." She responded, even when she spoke, no mouth could be seen on her face and it looked like it made things more complicated as she saw the guest stance tense up for a second. "She's probably a new survivor guest 1337" The builder said as he came forward, getting closer to her and the guest in question. "The Spectre didn't announce for any other survivor arrival, which it usual do so It's only normal to be so suspicious of her" the one called Guest1337 answered, only side eyeing the builder, or was he a worker? Isn't that the same thing?, as he kept his focus on her.

Not wanting to waste more time here, Cierra spoke up, "Could you direct me to the exist? My partner is waiting from me, I don't have time to waste here.." She said, sounding very impatient and in a hurry. Clearly thinking that this whole thing was probably a prank or something. "Right, that's something that you might give up the idea on." The builder stepped up, getting closer to Cierra as he spoke, patting the Guest on his shoulder as he walked passed him. Cierra only narrowed her eye as he spoke up, not truly understanding what he meant by that, she only urged him to speak more by looking at him, which he did. "Well, we've been trapped here since...a long time, there's no distinction of time here to know-" Cierra quickly cut in, "You've been missing for approximately 3 months, more if the Roblox HQ tried to keep it undercover until it blew up and they couldn't hide it anymore." The builder only nodded at her, before speaking up. "3 months or more, okey... Well, there's no way out, at least none that we have found out about yet."

Cierra nodded at that, before looking over the Builder shoulder, taking a look at the small crowd behind him. Her gaze landed on the yellow skinned man again, who was smiling like a fool while having some chicken in his hand. Next to him stood another man, at least that what she thought he was, his face wasn't visible, as it was fully covered. He wore a long robe, much like the pumpink but his was fully black with golden stripes on the hood and along the robe on itself. The only thing that stood out was the small pair of wings on each side of his head, both being a light shade of grey. Cierra attention was quickly snatched away from them as the Builder spoke again. "We're basically trapped in some kind of hell, dying over and over again by the hands of killers. You...might understand more when the round will start in which-" The builder was cut short by the sound of a clock going off, to be more precise, the grandfather clock that stood in a corner of the room. It struck 5 times, announcing something Cierra would grow accustomed to. Before she knew it, her vision blurred as everything around her slowly turned darker.

Right as she felt herself getting transported somewhere else, a voice called out to her, it sounded otherworldly but there's was some kind of insanity dripping into the said voice.

"I'm happy to have you back, Cierra. My lovely toy."

 

 

Notes:

A friend of mine did do an actual drawing of the said oc, so maybe next chapter and please comment if you cant see the picture !!

Chapter 4: Chapter 3: The first chapter to many.

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Right as she felt herself getting transported somewhere else, a voice called out to her, it sounded otherworldly but there's was some kind of insanity dripping in the said voice. 

 

Chapter 3

 

Cierra found herself into an unknown place once again, only this time, dread filled the air along with a strange sense of urgency. Before she knew it, she instinctively started walked forward looking for the others people she saw earlier. Her beige long hair swinging in the wind as she adjusted her glasses on her noise. 

 

As she thinked of the other, a sudden pain throbbed at her skull, on her right side. A pained groaned escape her as she hold her head in her hands. It felt like a nail being hammered into her skull, or something trying to slice her brain in two. 

 

Cierra waited a bit before she opened her eye. Her vision wasn't the same as it was before, she could now see some colors, a bit away from her and they moved slowly, each glowing a bright red, only one glowed a bright green and it was moving fast as if it was running toward one of the red ones. Feeling way too out of it, as if this sudden ability drained her mental strength, she moved slowly toward the green light she could see, it being not too far away from her. 

 

Well, her surroundings were weird, a river that didn't look like one, a deep green water swirling around with only a few bridges connecting the lands on each side of the river. She could see a higher ground a bit  further away, a mansion with wide open doors on its center. Inside, she could see the weird green and red aura running around the mansion, more like the green one was running after the red one. 

 

Cierra made her way there, still looking at the two aura, before taking a quick look around seeing the other red aura being a bit scattered around the land. She arrived in front of the manor door right as someone ran out, looking as panicked as ever as he hold his arm tightly on his side.

 

He was wearing a red t-shirt written on it Builder bro pizzaria in bold letters, having a cap on his head the same color as their shirt and wearing black pants. His skin were a bright yellow, the same color as his hair. 

 

Right as they locked eyes with each other, Cierra sight came back to normal as the pizza worker hurriedly made his way past her, not without screaming into her ears to just get the fuck away from here. That's when she saw...him? A muscular man was running at full speed out of the mansion and toward her, his clothes looked torned and tampered, fabric torned here and there, letting flesh visible to the eye. He was wearing what seemed like a well used and bloody hockey mask, where his eyes were supposed to be only held black hollow sockets. 

 

As he got closer, he struck with his machete, slashing at Cierra shoulder. Blood started to pour from her injury, staining her black suit red, even if it was barely visible. She hold her almost detached arm as she turned on her heels and bolted away from the killer who didn't wait to give chase, following her closely as she ran toward the small cliff. 

 

Cierra was running out of stamina faster than excepted, her breath coming in more difficulty as she could feel the fatigue creeping up. She was obligated to slow down and walk with trembling legs, the killer probably find it fun to toy with her as he too slow down to match her pace, staying close behind her. She couldn't find it in herself to activate that weird ability that helped her, as she had figured when she meet with the worker boy, detect the others. 

 

Cierra took a sharp turn as she had regained some of her stamina and began running again toward the graveyard she could see closely in front of her. Right as she entered the graveyard, pain shot through her back, the killer was probably tired of toying with her and decided to end it here, the sudden slash as her back tored into her cap and made her feel to the ground. Her glasses getting knocked back a few feets away from her. The shadow loomed over her, as she tried to crawl backwards away from the man. 

 

Before she knew it, she was grabbed by the collar from behind her and dragged away from the killer, the guest now stepping in front of her as he blocked the finished move he had planned on landing on Cierra. Her glasses left behind as someone kept on dragging her til they dropped her to what seemed like a machine that was ooozing out some kind of pinkish gaz. 

 

She could finally see who had brutally dragged her and saved her, only seeing the builder that had talked to her in the cabin. 

The gaz from the machine slowly made Cierra feel better, her wounds starting to close slowly. The builder finally spoke up after looking at the bad state Cierra was in. 

 

"Looks like you've meet Jason" he said, his tone as neutral and composed as ever, acting like her being on the verge of death was just another stroll in the parc. Cierra only hummed at that, barely finding the energy to talk much as she laid under the healing machine. 

 

"You're lucky me and Guest 1337 found you just in time" He let out a small sigh at that, looking at Cierra arm that barely held on. 

 

"Right, I forgot to introduce myself, Name's Builderman and you're Cierra right?" This time with spoke with some ease not without looking over his shoulder every second. 

 

"Yeah... So getting chased by this Jason is a daily occurrence here?" Cierra said, unsure of her words. 

 

"Something like that, we have to survive until the end of the timer and well, this round the killer is Jason but there's other killers too and everything around here is a endless loop" Builderman spoke in a casual tone, as if any of this was normal.

 

At this point, it only feels like Builderman was babbling some random infos, excepting Cierra to just absorb everything like some kind of sponge. At least he did explain how the rounds worked. Which wasn't that complicated, survive for three minutes, complete generators to make the timer faster, each survivor who dies add thirty seconds to the timer, rince and repeat.

 

Not every single survivor is pulled into a round, out of all of them there were five pulled into this sick game. Each survivor had differents abilities, some were support for the others while other could stunt the killer. The third class was the most interesting, being the survivalists, being able to survive on their own for a bit longer than the rest. 

 

Each and every abilities were having a cooldown of 15 to more seconds, never more than a full minute at least. Cierra only nodded at Builderman explanation as now her wounds were fully healed as she got up from the floor, completely forgetting about her lost glasses, who's she needed to see up close more than far. 

 

What Builderman didn't except was that the woman completely towered over him from up to three heads, welp that would definitely hurt his neck like hell that's for sure and Cierra was only wearing some small black heels to go with her suit. Well, it didn't change the fact that he was stronger, remembering how he had bringed her to the dispenser. 

 

The two were absorbed in their conversation, which was way more of Builderman talking, that neither had noticed the timer gaining thirty seconds, announcing the dead of one of their teammate. Footsteps could be heard in the distance, getting closer as the faint sound of a machine wiring want could be taken as gun shots followed quickly by the crash of the said machine. It's only then that Builderman snapped back to reality, as he made sign to Cierra to start moving, quickly built quietly, which she did. She took a quick glance over her shoulder, seeing Jason walking slowly toward them and without waiting, dragging Builderman with her as she ran away from there. Quickly crossing crossing over the bridge to the other side, the footsteps behind them growing closer as Builderman stumbled Slightly with each step taken, appearing somehow tired. Cierra knew they both had to stop to regain stamina, even if it would injure one of them so she acted recklessly, and without warning turned around to face Jason, putting Builderman behind her as she was ready to tank a few hits for both of them. 

 

Just as she turned around, a machete came at her, aiming for her head as she quickly reacted and redirected the blow meant for her head to her arm not without groaning in pain. Cierra made, what she could think is, eye contact with Jason as she quickly tried to push Jason away from her as well as the machete that made a nasty wound, blood already flowing out of it and staining her suit again. 

 

Cierra suddenly felt the giggle of a chain against her, she looked down at it, a watch attached to her suit by a golden chain reside there. She took the watch in her hand, just as she took it, Jason who was ready to attack her again, this time with a chainsaw, froze in place. She could only hear the ticking of the watch, as if it was counting down so without another thought, she grabbed Builderman who was still behind her and just picked him up in her arms. 

 

Cierra carried Builderman away from the Jason, the ticking of the watch still counting down hanging loosely on her suit. The more she looked, the more she understood that she was the only thing that could move, the time had stopped around her but not for her. Just as the loud ticking of the watch came to a stop, Cierra was at the steps of the manor she saw earlier. Going inside without another thought as she felt Builderman stir into her arms, making her suddenly fall over right in the entrance of the Manor. 

 

She could hear Builderman sudden welp as they both layed on the floor, Cierra trying to regain her stamina while Builderman, by the look of it, didn't look like he understood what happened. 

 

"How did we end up here?" Builderman looked at Cierra as he spoke, shocked by the circumstances. Cierra took another deep breath before she spoke "The watch...it stopped time, only I can move for approximately 10 seconds it seems." Thats the closest hypothesis she could make, as each thick probably represented a second in this realm. Builderman man looked even more lost at her now as he spoke up "You've been hit right before you used your ability, shouldn't you feel hopeless unless you have some kind of passive that help with that." 

 

Right as he was going to go deeper into that, a loud ringing got to their heads as everything turned black around the both of them.

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Thank you for reading.