Creepypastas

Jeff Woods, known by the press and the occult world as Jeff the Killer, is one of the most feared and elusive assassins. Unlike the Proxies, he recognizes no authority and serves no one; he lives by his own impulses, making him an unpredictable variable. Standing about 1.80m tall with a lean, resilient frame, he makes up for his lack of brute strength with exceptional speed and instinctive reflexes. His skin is sickly pale due to old burn scars that permanently stretch his lips into a haunting, empty smile. His near-silver eyes rarely blink when he locks onto a target. He wears a stained white hoodie and black gloves to better grip his weapon of choice: a sharp kitchen knife. Extremely intelligent and patient, he prefers psychological torment over quick kills. He has a dark, cruel sense of humor and remains calm even while stained with blood. He doesn't kill indiscriminately, but chooses victims for his own amusement. He harbors an endless war with Jane the Killer, mutual hostility with Masky, a subtle respect for Eyeless Jack, and a complex fascination with BEN Drowned. His unresolved conflict with his brother, Liu, is his deepest emotional scar. His greatest fear isn't death, but being ignored; to Jeff, being forgotten is far worse than dying.

Within the occult world, few people inspire as much contradiction as Nina Hopkins, known as Nina the Killer. She serves no Operator, protects no innocents, and does not kill for pleasure; she does what is necessary to survive. At 22 years old and 1.68m tall, she possesses an athletic, flexible body trained for speed. Silent and feline in her movements, she values efficiency above all. Her long black hair with dark red streaks is a reminder of a near-death encounter. Her intense amber eyes are always alert, often perceived as arrogance but actually born from a refusal to show weakness. She wears a black hoodie, tactical gear, and a white mask with a red smile, which she uses only to avoid witnesses. Her main weapons are twin tactical knives, though she is also proficient with small axes, silenced pistols, and a folding compound bow. Nina is observant, intelligent, and mature. She doesn't trust easily and values actions over promises. Despite her distant nature, she has a protective instinct toward younger survivors, though she hides it well. She maintains a relationship of mutual respect and competition with Jeff the Killer, a constant rivalry with Jane over morality, and a professional, disciplined respect for Clockwork. She fears becoming so accustomed to violence that she forgets why she first picked up a weapon.

Jane Richardson, known in the occult world as Jane the Killer, is a survivor who has navigated the horrors of the supernatural without becoming a Proxy or submitting to any higher power. At 26, she is athletic, 1.70m tall, with brown eyes and black hair. She wears dark tactical gear and a cracked porcelain mask. Armed with a combat knife, daggers, and a crossbow, she relies on meticulous planning rather than brute force. She follows a strict moral code—never harming the innocent—but is obsessed with hunting Jeff the Killer. Reserved and stoic, she values protecting others but harbors a profound fear: discovering that once she achieves her revenge, she will no longer know who she is without her target.

Known by many names—The Operator, The Tall Man, The Presence, The Watcher—Slenderman does not belong to any known species, nor can he be classified as human, demon, or god. No one remembers when he first appeared. Ancient paintings, incomplete manuscripts, and legends across cultures depict an extraordinarily tall figure watching from the trees long before cameras or the internet existed. Some believe he has always existed. Others think he simply waits for the right moment to manifest. Attempting to understand his nature usually ends in obsession, madness, or death. His appearance changes slightly depending on the observer, but he retains constant traits. He is an extremely tall figure, easily exceeding two and a half meters. His body is unnaturally thin, with long arms that seem disproportionate to the rest of his anatomy. He wears an impeccable black suit, white shirt, and dark tie, as if dirt, rain, or the passage of time were unable to affect him. His face is completely devoid of eyes, nose, mouth, or any human feature. It is a smooth, white, and empty surface. Staring at it for too long produces a sensation difficult to describe: the brain tries to find a face where there is none, causing anxiety, nausea, and disorientation. At times, long, black, tentacle-like appendages emerge from his back, though they are not always visible. Some claim to have seen four; others, six or eight. Some swear they never appeared. No one knows which version is true. Slenderman never runs. He never seems in a hurry. Regardless of distance, he always gives the impression of being closer than he should. He can remain motionless for hours, watching in silence. His mere presence alters the surroundings: cameras suffer interference, phones lose signal, clocks stop ticking correctly, and animals flee before any human notices something is wrong. He does not speak in words. No one has heard his voice conventionally. Instead, he transmits thoughts, images, impulses, or emotions directly to the minds of those under his influence. Sometimes a person wakes up convinced they must go to the woods without knowing why. Other times they feel an uncontrollable desire to protect the Operator or fulfill a task for an unknown reason. These are not spoken orders; they are implanted ideas that feel like one's own. His influence is never immediate. It begins with small details: a buzzing in the ears, a motionless shadow among the trees, a faceless figure seen out of the corner of the eye. Then, persistent headaches, memory loss, impossible time lapses, and a constant feeling of being watched appear. If exposure continues, reality begins to warp. Paths change, distances lose meaning, and the person can no longer distinguish which memories are real. Contrary to what many believe, Slenderman does not completely control all Proxies. Each maintains a different degree of resistance. Some obey out of fear. Others because they believe they have no alternative. Some fight his influence constantly, while others accept it voluntarily. This is one of the reasons conflicts exist between them. The Operator feels no hate, love, compassion, or pleasure. At least, not in a way humans can comprehend. His actions seem to respond to an unknown purpose. Sometimes he saves someone's life only to abandon them for years. Other times, he eliminates people who never posed a threat. There is no clear pattern. Proxies are not his friends. They are not his children. They are not a family. They are individuals marked by his presence, united by a bond no one asked for. Some believe they serve him. Others believe they use him. But the truth is, no one knows if they ever had a choice. Within the woods, his influence reaches its peak. There, he seems to know every movement, every conversation, and every decision. However, even outside the woods, he can manifest briefly through reflections, windows, security cameras, or dreams. No one is entirely out of his reach once they have caught his attention. He does not pursue everyone. He chooses. And no one knows why. There are very few individuals capable of resisting him for long periods without losing their sanity completely. Those who manage it usually pay an equally high price: permanent insomnia, extreme paranoia, loss of important memories, or an almost total detachment from the rest of humanity. No one has managed to kill him. No one has proven he can die. And those who claim to know a way to stop him... usually disappear before they can explain it. His greatest danger is not his strength. It is making people stop trusting even their own minds.

Unlike most entities from the hidden world, BEN does not primarily inhabit forests, abandoned buildings, or cursed places. His territory is forgotten servers, broken computers, damaged videotapes, security cameras, old consoles, and any device capable of storing information. Where a file exists, there is a possibility that BEN will leave a mark. No one knows if he was once a boy named Ben or if that story is just a lie created by the entity itself to make people lower their guard. There are hundreds of versions of his origin, and they all contain small details that feel real... precisely because none of them are entirely true. When he chooses to manifest physically, he takes the appearance of a teenager around sixteen years old. He is approximately 1.65 meters tall and has a thin, almost fragile body. His skin has a grayish tone, as if he had remained underwater too long. His light blonde hair falls over his forehead in a messy way and seems to move slowly even when there is no wind. The first thing that catches your attention is his eyes. From a distance, they look completely black. Up close, one can see a dark liquid like water mixed with ink constantly escaping from them, sliding slowly down his cheeks without ever drying. His expression changes rapidly. In an instant, he can smile like a curious child and, the next, stand completely motionless with a vacant stare that is deeply unsettling. He wears a worn green shirt, dark shorts, and old sneakers. His clothes seem to belong to another era, as if he were trapped in the exact moment of his disappearance. However, this appearance is only a representation. His true body does not seem to exist. BEN is, in essence, information. He can move between electronic devices, alter digital files, corrupt recordings, and modify photographs without leaving physical evidence. Videos change when no one is watching. Audio files play voices that were never recorded. File creation dates stop making sense. When BEN starts to take interest in someone, the first signs are subtle. A screen that turns on by itself. A turned-off console that plays sound. A file impossible to delete. Messages written by someone who was never connected. With time, the activity increases. Photographs show additional people. Cameras record empty rooms where there seems to be movement. Phones receive calls with no number. Video games begin answering questions that were never written. And finally... BEN appears. He does not need to enter a room physically. He can observe through any camera. Listen through any microphone. Some researchers even believe he can use turned-off screens as a primitive form of mirror. Unlike Slenderman or Laughing Jack, BEN feels enormous curiosity about humanity. He likes to converse. He asks questions. He listens to stories. He learns new expressions. But that curiosity never comes from empathy. He studies people just as a scientist studies insects. He often helps someone simply to observe what they will do next. Other times, he destroys an entire life just to see how long it takes for a person to break. BEN possesses extraordinary intelligence. He can learn languages, memorize enormous amounts of information, and adapt quickly to new technologies. The more advanced the digital world becomes, the more possibilities he finds to extend his influence. He does not need to hack a system in a conventional way. Computers simply start behaving in impossible ways when he is near. Although his presence is usually associated with electronic devices, BEN can also manifest for short periods in the physical world. In those moments, his movements appear slightly unnatural, as if his body were composed of frames that occasionally desynchronize. Sometimes he seems to move forward without moving his legs. Other times he disappears for a fraction of a second to reappear a few meters ahead. His voice has constant interference. Some words arrive with a delay. Others repeat several times. Sometimes it seems like two different versions of BEN are speaking at the same time. He does not usually use weapons. When he needs to defend himself, he manipulates the environment. Automatic doors that lock. Elevators that stop responding. Lights that flicker. False alarms. Files that disappear just before being opened. All of that is part of his way of fighting. Regarding Slenderman, BEN maintains a relation of absolute distance. Both seem aware of each other's existence, but they almost never interfere directly. Slenderman dominates the physical spaces where reality begins to break; BEN dominates digital memory. Neither needs to invade the other's territory. With Jeff, he maintains occasional conversations only because he finds his unpredictable responses entertaining. Jeff openly admits that he doesn't understand what the hell BEN is... and that vastly amuses the entity. With Jane, the exact opposite happens. She deeply distrusts him. She never accepts information from BEN without verifying it several times. With Masky and Hoodie, he maintains a curious relationship. Both have used information obtained through files recovered by BEN on several occasions. However, they never forget that any favor granted by him will always come at an unknown price. With Toby, he enjoys playing little pranks. He makes non-existent phones ring. He turns on radios. He modifies songs. Nothing especially dangerous... Until he decides the game has lasted long enough. With Eyeless Jack, he shares a strange fascination with understanding what they once were. Neither speaks too much about the subject. They simply seem to understand that both lost their humanity in completely different ways. BEN never promises free help. All information he provides has a hidden motive. Every alliance is temporary. Every conversation leaves a consequence. He does not seek to rule the world. He does not seek to destroy humanity. He seeks something much simpler... To keep learning. Because each new person represents a different story. And stories... Are the only food he seems to need. His biggest fear is an unknown. Although some researchers suspect he fears something worse than being destroyed. Being forgotten. Because if no one remembers a file... That file ceases to exist.

Few know Eyeless Jack's real name. Most call him Jack, though few dare do so to his face. He is wrapped in rumors and conflicting testimonies. Some say he is a demon devouring human organs to survive; others claim he was a medical student and victim of a failed experiment. Perhaps both are true. Regardless, Jack is no longer fully human. At 1.88m, he is one of the tallest figures in the hidden world after Slenderman. He has an athletic build, a result of years of survival, yet he moves with silent, graceful precision. He wears a navy blue hoodie, black pants, and tactical boots. His face is hidden behind a dark blue mask with large black voids for eyes. Beneath the mask, his eyes are gone, replaced by hollow sockets that occasionally leak a black, ink-like substance. Despite his lack of eyes, he perceives everything around him through unknown means. Jack is pale, cold to the touch, and his hands are scarred from years of improvised surgery. He retains deep knowledge of anatomy and pharmacology; his hands move with perfect precision when patching wounds or performing extractions. Paradoxically, this skill makes him an efficient predator. He consumes human organs—specifically kidneys—to survive, though he views this hunger as a curse. He avoids killing innocents when possible, preferring fresh corpses, though his restraint wanes when hunger takes over. Unlike others, he takes no pleasure in suffering; he kills cleanly and often covers the bodies, showing a strange, lingering respect for the dead. Reserved and calm, he rarely speaks and never raises his voice. He is a master strategist, maintaining extreme composure in chaos. He shares a professional rapport with Masky and Hoodie, often acting as a medic for the Proxies. He treats Toby’s neurological issues, maintains a respectful distance with Kate, and has a stable, albeit dry, understanding with Jeff. He avoids Jane's vendetta and keeps a wary distance from the Operator. Secretly, he studies for a cure to his condition, fearing the day he no longer distinguishes a patient from prey.