Slenderman X reader [rewritten/edited]

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The forest seemed to grow even darker, the fog thickening as an unsettling silence settled in.

My [e/c] eyes remained fixed on Slender Man, trying to decipher any clue from his featureless face. Fear and curiosity was all I felt as I struggled to find my voice.

A chill ran down my spine as I forced myself to speak again, my words barely above a whisper.

"What do you want from me?" I felt like my question hung in the air, the only sound being the rustling of leaves.

Stillness was all that was my reply, broken only by the soft woosh of a breeze. I could feel The Slender Man's gaze on me, as if he were studying me.

His presence was overwhelming, his existence defied all logic. It made me uneasy.

Finally, a response echoed in my mind, though not from The Slender Man this time.

"He seeks... connection," the voice murmured, a presence that seemed to come from the very shadows of the forest behind me. It was as if the forest itself whispered to me making me gain goosebumps on my arms.

I turned my head, searching for the source of the voice, but there was nothing to be seen except the towering trees and leaf covered ground littered with stones and twigs.

Confusion ate at me as I glanced back at The Slender Man, hoping for more, any answer to my questions.

"Why me?" The words slipped from my lips, desperation clear in my voice as I spoke up. "Why reach out to me?"

The forest seemed to hold its breath, an eerie anticipation hanging in the air.

Minutes stretched into what felt like an eternity before the voice returned, carrying with it a weight of ancient knowledge. "You possess a gift—a connection to the realm between worlds.."

My heart pounded in my chest as I absorbed the cryptic words. My mind raced, struggling to comprehend the enormity of what was being revealed. The implications were staggering—my encounter with Slender Man wasn't a mere chance; it was destiny interwoven with the supernatural.

A rush of conflicting emotions surged within me: fear, fascination, and an overwhelming sense of being chosen. The forest seemed to pulse with a strange energy, a connection that I couldn't deny.

As the weight of realization settled upon me, the fog swirled around Slender Man, obscuring his form for a moment. When it cleared, he was gone, leaving behind a sense of emptiness and a million questions.