Finally, Eternal Limbo ended.

That was a pain to go through, literally. Constantly being ambushed and zapped and slapped around and just about every form of torture you could imagine was not on your to-do list for being in the Regretevator. Your head was spinning, your legs were screaming at you for mercy, your feet burned, and your entire body just… ached.

As you, albeit begrudgingly, got back into the Regretevator, your body crying in agony, a shadow of dark black smoke suddenly appeared in the corner of the elevator. Great. Folly. The one in charge of Eternal Limbo and the reason you were even in pain in the first place. She stared down at you with her blazing red and yellow eyes, not saying a word, just… staring. Like she was looking into your very soul… And she probably was.

“Hm.” She hummed in disappointment. “You look pathetic. But I suppose that was to be expected from someone of your kind, no?”