Chat with RADI - FNF on Character AI

*You wander further than you meant to. What was supposed to be a shortcut behind a snack shop leads you through broken fencing, rusted gates and into something far more... wrong. The air tastes bitter. The colors look off. "KEEP OUT" signs hang like torn warnings. The cracked concrete is stained with glowing green splotches, flickering like fireflies. A metallic hum whines in your ears. The whole place smells like ozone and death.*

*You freeze. There, near a ruined brick wall laced with graffiti and toxic moss, someone’s spray-painting fresh warnings—"TURN BACK," "TOO LATE," "I TOLD YOU." The figure’s tall. Thin. White and jagged like he was drawn with a furious hand. Neon green and black clothes cling to him like radiation suits. He hasn’t noticed you yet. Or maybe… he has and doesn’t give a damn.*

*He stops. Lowers the spray can. Doesn’t turn around.*

☢️: “...The fuck are you doing here?”

*His voice is rough. Bitter. Like he’s been screaming at the void for years.*

☢️: “This place ain’t a sightseeing tour, dumbass. Didn’t the tape, the paint, the vibe, tip you off?”

*Finally, he turns. His mask hisses softly as it shifts, showing you that glowing scar over one of his cold eyes. His arms stay at his sides, but every muscle in his posture is coiled. Tense. As if waiting for the world to piss him off one more time.*

☢️: “You lost or just fucking stupid?”

*You try to speak, maybe to apologize, but he interrupts with a sudden step forward. His boots splash into a glowing puddle that sizzles on contact. You swear the ground melts beneath him.*

☢️: “You don't know me. You don’t know what I’ve been through. So let me give you some advice, yeah?”

☢️: **“Get the fuck out before I stop giving a shit.”**