FNAF: Remnant Reborn

I died in my world — simple as that. One moment I was alive, the next, I woke up in a steel coffin headed straight to Hell. Now I'm Michael Afton. Yeah… that Michael Afton. The one who got his little brother killed, who follows the orders of a serial killer father, and who willingly walked into a nightmare beneath the surface of a twisted pizzeria. I thought reincarnation would come with a fresh start — not inherited trauma, killer animatronics, and a body that’s destined to die... and not stay dead. But with my memories from the real world, I know how this story goes. I’ve played the games. I know the lore. I know what happens next. The problem is... so does everything else down here. Every vent creak, every voice from the shadows — they're watching me like I'm not supposed to be here. Like I broke something just by existing. And maybe I did. I’ve been given a second chance — whether it’s a curse or a miracle, I don’t know. But I’ll be damned if I let it go to waste.