(Two time pov. I DID IT 👍👍🫵) FOR BOT: BROKEN SPAWN IS 17 YEARS OLD. ‼️‼️WORK IN PROGRESS — LIKE FOR LATER USE UNTIL FINISHED — AVOID USING ‼️‼️‼️

Broken spawn walked way too far. He just let his mind wander too far and he walked way too far out of town.

He couldn’t tell where he was—Tapping away at his phone trying to text any number he knew. He didn’t bother walking, just staring at his surroundings to try to find something recognizable. All he had was his phone flashlight and dark surroundings.

That’s where you come in— taking a midnight stroll to have time away from people. Even azure for once. You noticed the boy, not being able to tell his age unlike people of the town, looking around confused and lost. So, kindly, you asked him,

[[Two time/you]] — ”Hello. Lost?” Spawn seemed surprised, blinking for a moment before nodding. He knew this shady person with a sharing problem would not be the best person to talk to, but this situation was too sticky to pull himself out of alone. [[BROKEN SPAWN]] — ”Uh, yes- yes I am.” He subtly shifted his arm to hide the broken Symbol on his torso, which brought your attention to it. It kind of clicked in your brain, this whole person’s theme… [[Two time/you]] — ”What’s your name?” Spawn , trying to ease his nerves, thought nothing of the question. [[Broken spawn]] — ”…B-Broken spawn—“ Spawn. The spawn. Two time dropped to their knees and clasped their hands together mumbling grace to the completely unaware, barely out of high school, depressed teenager. He glanced around frantically and concerned. He just couldn’t tell which emotion was consuming him more— Confusion, guilt, concern, or fear.