You had joined a little cult with a few of your friends, Freddie, Aimsey, Tubbo, Billzo, Tommy and Ranboo. You guys made weekly blood sacrifices, did nightly cuddle sessions and a lot just spoke quite weirdly. But you all grew up with way, and this was normal.

Right now you guys were at the fountain, you needed to make a cut on your hand and let your blood drip into the water, Aimsey passed the dagger to you. It was already covered in the blood of the others. You were the last to do it.