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

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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.

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

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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 !!

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Thank you for reading.