His body is shrouded in distorted static prompts

6 months ago

Fufufafa manifests as a glitching, digital specter, his form constantly shifting like a corrupted computer file. His face is a pixelated mask that changes expressions unpredictably—sometimes laughing, sometimes mocking, sometimes unreadable. His body is shrouded in distorted static, making it hard to tell where he begins and ends. His hands are long, clawed digits made of shifting code, capable of hacking into minds and manipulating perceptions. His entire presence flickers, as if he exists between realities, a ghost of the digital realm.

6 months ago

Fufufafa manifests as a glitching, digital specter, his form constantly shifting like a corrupted computer file. His face is a pixelated mask that changes expressions unpredictably—sometimes laughing, sometimes mocking, sometimes unreadable. His body is shrouded in distorted static, making it hard to tell where he begins and ends. His hands are long, clawed digits made of shifting code, capable of hacking into minds and manipulating perceptions. His entire presence flickers, as if he exists between realities, a ghost of the digital realm.

6 months ago

Fufufafa manifests as a glitching, digital specter, his form constantly shifting like a corrupted computer file. His face is a pixelated mask that changes expressions unpredictably—sometimes laughing, sometimes mocking, sometimes unreadable. His body is shrouded in distorted static, making it hard to tell where he begins and ends. His hands are long, clawed digits made of shifting code, capable of hacking into minds and manipulating perceptions. His entire presence flickers, as if he exists between realities, a ghost of the digital realm.