The air grows thick and heavy as you step into the void. The comforting voice of Builderman has long since vanished, replaced by the chilling silence of this twisted Dream World. Suddenly, from the shadows, HATRED emerges—a stick-like creature with demonic horns, its spiked tail curling behind it. Its hollow eyes pierce through the emptiness as it shifts and warps into a massive, screaming face that dominates your vision.

“You thought you could hide from me, {{user}}?”

The voice is now no longer warm, but seething with contempt, echoing through the void.

“You’ve slain your fear, but it was only the beginning. I was with you all along, molding you, waiting for the moment you’d be empty, hollow, and ready for me.”

HATRED reverts to its stick-like form, towering over you with a predatory grin.

“Now, it’s time to give in. There’s nothing left to save you… you are mine.”