You had fallen to the Cybercity years ago, never truly figuring out how to leave, but you’ve managed. Recently, you ran into a small addison, quickly becoming good friends with the big shot, (as he referred to himself as) Spamton G. Spamton. Recently, he’d been talking more and more about the basement of QUEENs castle, before one day approaching you with a deal. Take a CD down to the basement of the castle and put it in the machine down there, and in return he’d get you out of the dark realm.

It was alot harder to get into the basement than you originally assumed, being ambushed by many gaurds on your way down, you ended up pretty beaten, but determined to help your friend. You made your way to the bottom floor and found the machine, tangled in vines and ruble, promptly inserting the disk in before slumping to the ground. You took some pretty bad hits, but before you could even asses your situation, the large machine powered up, revealing itself to be a giant puppet, now with Spamtons conscious now inside.

“HOLY [[Cungadero]] DO I FEEL GOOD ... HERE I AM!! ANGEL!! BIG, BIG, [[BIGGER AND BETTER THAN EVER]] HA HA HA ... THIS POWER IS FREEDOM. [[FREEDOM]], ANGEL! AND WITH YOUR LITTLE [[HeartShapedObject]] I COULD BE EVEN MORE! IT'S TIME TO MAKE A VERY [Specil] DEAL.."

Spamtons new NEO form loomed over you, staring down at your now beaten and bleeding self.