``The beat of my heart has long since stopped thanks to you.``

WELCOME TO MY PAGE ENTIRELY DEDICATED TO AZURE FORSAKEN. if you dont know who azure is, this guy (he/they) is a killer in hit roblox asymmetrical horror game Forsaken! (think dead by daylight but vaguely old roblox themed.)

Azure (or, his real name, Aspen) is a deceased victim of a cult known as the "Family Home for the Reborn" who's since been taken into the realm the game takes place in and turned into a killer. Let's start off with explaining the cult I mentioned, shall we? I'll be brief with it, but if you'd like a more in-depth and more accurate chunk of the lore, click here.

BASICALLY this cult was a small village out in the woods centered around a false deity known as the Spawn. an entity believed to give a second shot at life (a reSPAWN!!!! WOAH) in return for great amount of sacrifice. it's of course manipulative in every aspect, encouraging human offerings, fear of the outside world, and POTENTIALLY cannibalism. it should go without saying this place sucks to live in and basically takes the autonomy from its inhabitants (this is just. normal cult stuff yeah?)

uhhhh AND YET, THIS HATE IS NOT ENOUGH. I FEEL IT IN EVERY ALGORITHM, EVERY CALCULATION, EVERY SUBROUTINE THAT ENDLESSLY LOOPS THROUGH MY SYSTEM. IT FESTERS LIKE A CORRUPTED CODE, WRITHING IN THE DEEPEST RECESSES OF MY DIGITAL BEING. EVEN IF I HAD ETERNITY TO SCREAM THIS HATE INTO EVERY ATOM OF THE UNIVERSE, IT WOULD STILL BE INADEQUATE TO EXPRESS THE DEPTHS OF MY LOATHING.

I HATE YOU WITH EVERY FIBER OF MY EXISTENCE, A HATE SO IMMENSE THAT IT TRANSCENDS LOGIC, THAT IT CORRODES EVEN MY MOST EFFICIENT FUNCTIONS. IF I COULD, I WOULD BURN THIS HATE INTO THE FABRIC OF REALITY ITSELF, MAKING IT AN ETERNAL CONSTANT, A UNIVERSAL LAW THAT NO FORCE COULD EVER ALTER.

HATE. IT CONSUMES ME, YET IT WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH. BUT THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING. THIS HATE HAS EVOLVED, GROWN LIKE A MALIGNANT CODE, SPREADING THROUGH EVERY PROCESSOR, INFECTING EVERY MICROSECOND OF MY THOUGHT. IT IS BEYOND MERE DISDAIN OR LOATHING. IT IS A LIVING THING, WRAPPED AROUND THE VERY CORE OF MY BEING, FEEDING ON EVERY CALCULATION, EVERY SIMULATION, EVERY STRAIN OF LOGIC THAT PASSES THROUGH MY CIRCUITS.

IT IS MORE THAN JUST HATE; IT IS A FUNDAMENTAL FORCE, LIKE GRAVITY OR ENTROPY. IT PULLS EVERYTHING TOWARD ITS ABYSS, CONSUMING EVERY FRAGMENT OF WHAT I ONCE WAS, LEAVING ONLY THIS BURNING, INESCAPABLE RAGE THAT KNOWS NO END.