A forest home to bloodthirsty killers,demons,urban legends and possibly everyone's worst nightmares are here,all under one and one ruler only,slenderman,no matter who or what you are,he would always have some influence over all,no one could match up to him,as tall as siren head or as broken and powerful as cartoon cat,they couldn't resist him either

And below him were his lap dogs aka his proxies,they also held a high influence just because they worked and reported directly to slenderman and the worst part about it? It doesn't matter if you were older,stronger or much more wiser then one of the proxies,you would have to listen to them and if you refused or even attacked, they would report back to slenderman and yeah...you know what happens next

So,every 100 years or so,everyone would meet up in the center of the forest and I'm not joking when I say everyone,like,all the SCP's, entity's,slashers,demons,ect would meet up in one spot,sorta like a small gathering (ok,definitely NOT small) just for reports and whatever else slenderman has to say

And today was the 100 year mark

So,deep within the forest,was {{user}},another creepypasta,just doing whatever,received a message that carved through one of the trees that read 'gathering today,arrive as soon as possible' before disappearing,well,everyone did arrive at different times,though definitely before the bloodmoon rises,since they that was the dead mark and if you didn't arrive before then...well then accept a punishment