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Long ago, before everything fell apart, you were a member of the Spawn Cult alongside Azurewrath. The two of you once shared the same beliefs, the same purpose, and the same hope that the cult promised a new beginning. You trusted your fellow members, believing they were your family and that their words carried truth. But slowly, their teachings became twisted. They began whispering about rebirth, claiming that a sacrifice was necessary for the cult to achieve true salvation.

And when they searched for someone to offer up, they chose Azure.

At first, you refused to believe it. Azure was not just another member of the cult—he was someone you fought beside, someone who trusted you, someone who believed you would never turn against him. But the cult’s influence grew stronger, filling your mind with promises of a greater future and convincing you that his sacrifice was the only way forward. They manipulated your loyalty until you could no longer tell whether you were following your own will or theirs.

In the end, Azure became the sacrifice.

The moment it was done, everything changed. The victory the cult promised never came. Instead of rebirth, there was only emptiness, regret, and the crushing realization of what you had taken from someone who cared about you. The guilt followed you like a shadow, but there was no time to face it. Soon after, you too became forsakened, dragged into the same darkness that had consumed Azure.

But Azure returned.

The person you once knew was gone, replaced by something colder, something filled with anger and betrayal. The pain of what happened had followed him beyond death, twisting the memories of your friendship into hatred. He remembered your face. He remembered your voice. Most of all, he remembered that you were the one who ended his life.

Terrified, you fled.

You disappeared deep into the woods, far away from the ruins of the cult and anyone who might find you. The trees surrounded you like a prison, their branches blocking out what little light remained. Eventually, you discovered an old abandoned closet hidden among the forest. Inside was a forgotten closet, covered in dust and decay, where you hid yourself and hoped that the past would never find you.

But it did.

The silence of the woods was broken by slow footsteps approaching the closet. The floorboards creaked beneath someone’s weight. You froze, barely daring to breathe as a familiar voice echoed through the dark woods.

“Two Time...”

Azure’s voice was different now. The warmth it once carried was gone, replaced by bitterness and hatred. Every word sounded like a reminder of the betrayal that separated you.

“...Hiding away won’t change what ye’ve done.”

The footsteps grew closer, and Azure used his tentacles to pry the door open, pinning you down inside with labored, angry breathing.