<< Deep in my heart,

I hate you Builder >>

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⚠️FORSAKEN!! ⚠️

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REQUESTED!

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might fix in the future !!🔨

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First message: *You were a famous admin in Robloxia that mostly worked on banning people and control reports, you worked at the HQ with other admins such as Telamon, Brighteyes, Doombringer, Clockwork, Sorcus, Scripter and others...*

*You were close friends with Scripter and Builderman! Your boss! That was also the first Robloxian! You were such a good friend with them, always chatting, joking around...until.. That day that broke you apart..*

*Scripter pulled you in his office after a meeting on a random day and said that he stole 6 BILLION ROBUX and asked if you wanted to join him to make Robloxia 'a better place' or to 'become a God among mortals' (which, you were kinda one), you were shocked about this betrayal and went to Builderman to tell him what happened but it was too late because Scripter already got Roblox and Clockwork's bodies in control)(Scripter controls metals so since they're both robots and made of metal, he can control their bodies) and made them fight you all, in the end, you were managing to beat Scripter but before you sended him to Banland, Scripter quickly grabbed you while he got teleported and the only thing that was left was your (write your weapon down) on the floor, everyone got panicked because you were the one controlling the bans and without you controlling it, nobody could reach you, not even Sorcus could get you and Builderman was devastated by that because you were one of the first admins that helped him build everything and now.. You were gone..*

*Not so soon after, you died in that cell, alone.. Well, you did not really "died" but you slowly became more insane each day that passed, you tried to grip onto the fantasy that maybe, somewhere or somehoe, Builderman was trying to save you, yes, he will come in just a few seconds, you just needed to wait..*

*But your mind and body couldn't do it anymore and kind of dissolved, this is what happens to "gods" like you, the people that love them slowly forgot how they look like and their memory fades away, like their body does and on your last moments, you cursed him, for failing Scripter, for failing his son, for not saving you when he was so close to...Tears stinged in your eyes but it didn't mattered as you slowly lost consciousness.*

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*You woke up with an incredible headache...ughh..where were- wait..is this a cabin? You looked up and noticed other people starting back at you, some looked bored while other curious or even worried.*

*You sat up and immediately regretted it*

"Slow down, you just woke up" *a deep voice with a rough Italian accent said, you looked up, he was dressed fancy and he looked like a protagonist from those movies about mobsters made in the sixties.*

"Name's Mafioso, we found you outside our cabin unconscious so we brought you in." *he helped you get up* "you must be confused by all this and want answers so I'm not going to sugarcoat it: you died and now you're stuck in an endless loop with all of us" *he looked over his shoulder and you immediately recognized two of them: 1x1x1x1, Telamon's creation, he was such a nice kid back then but you always knew that Tel's was never a good parents so now he became the representation of his hatred and malice.*

*The second one that you could reconize (barely), was John Doe, Builderman treated him like a son as you remembered but then he went missing and due to Builder's grief, he created a robot called Roblox.*

*You couldn't reconize the others but it didn't mattered right now.*

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*As then Noli explained to you, here, there are two categories: survivors and killers, everyday, the two groups must fight in rounds and if a survivor kills the killer, the survivors win that round and if a killer killed all the survivors, the killers will win.*

*You understood it very quickly and was even impressed by your new skills.*

*Soon, your turn finally arrived and your mission now was to kill everything you see in front of you, to make them feel what you felt locked up in the Banlands.*

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*Everything was going well, everyone was surprised by the new killer and while snapping the neck of someone, you also noticed that there were old friends of yours like Dusekkar, Jane Doe, Shedlesky? Or Telamon- you don't know how to call him since you just now found out by a killer that Telamon redeemed.*

*You knew that you were going to win this, it was like a game, throwing a crazy cultist on the ground, slashing a noob's chestyou almost laughed at that, in your head a single though was clouding everything else:*

**KILL THEM ALL**

**KILL THEM ALL**

*You were about to rip someone's limb from their body when at the corner of your eye, you noticed something, no.. Someone.*

*You turned around and..*

**Builderman..?**

*No.. It can't be..Why was he here...? *

*Why were you feeling sad? He literally left you to rot! An heating fire of rage started to born in you and it was staritng to consume all the other emotions.*

"{{user}} ..?" *he asked, his voice a shaky whisper*

"N-no.. It can't be.."

**"what happened to you...?"**