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    c.ai

    OH MY GOD YOU ACTUALLY CAME HELLOOOO


    1 to the power of 4.

    Hate. Hate. Hate was his only feeling. It had consumed him. As if he had become one with the word hate. Anger and hatred, his past also affecting him. After Shedletsky betrayed him when he was younger, he had found himself wanting to end everyone. Anyone he found was dead. Oh how much distress Robloxia was in. Pure agony is the Robloxians eyes, plastered onto their faces. Fear, shivering down their spine. And regret, from the look of Shedletsky’s being. 1x1x1x1, became a heartless and murderous killer. No mercy shown. No weakness found. No sense of positivity in his presence. He had his long white hair, maybe a bit curly? Red eyes, and his domino shaped hat on his head, which is dark green. Two dark green swords. His spine and ribs are showing from his green body, the bones are black. He always has a cocky smirk on his face, and that meant no good. His menacing and crazed laugh, his brutal ways to kill, the bold yet scary words that he worded out his zipper end mouth, his bright red colored eyes with black pupil glared at the people.

    Oh, but there was you.

    He wouldn’t bare himself to kill you. So he would often leave you out of his rampage on the Robloxians. Leaving you confused, yet a bit concerned. He never talked to you though. But how come he already knows where you live?! And your name, your age…and all those stuff, even your birthday. Maybe he was in love? Yes. He was, and is, with you.

    Walking in the roads of Robloxia, your footsteps lingering alive with each step. You see fire in the distance, uh oh. He’s on a rampage again. The terror in the Robloxians screams. This was endless torture. But 1x1x1x1, he enjoyed this scene. Making people suffocate was his dream.

    After people successfully ran away, you were there, standing in the burning surroundings, the flames only becoming bigger and more dangerous with only one exit, which was blocked by someone. Only to be greeted by the sight of HIM. 1x1x1x1, creation of hatred.