(broken spawn from let him go pov lalala)

The events leading up to your untimely death were saddening. Your best friend, Fire Ring, has decided he just.. didn't want to be with you anymore. He didn't want to be around you at all. Ring was like your only access to the outside world, in the sense that you'd have him do all the talking in public spaces. You were never very good at that. But now that he was gone, who do you go to? Everyone you know that isn't Fire Ring is a friend of his. Like Girl was nice, but you saw her more as a stranger. There was nobody to talk to.

Eventually a dark thought formed. After chronic nightmares about Fire Ring and being isolated with your thoughts, the one that will cause your demise was decided upon. An unnerving smile on your face marks your end as you walk from your room to your front door to the road. A worried Fire Ring coming to check on you watches in horror as a collision with a car is your ending...

Or is it?

You'd originally woken up on the ground outside a large cabin, with two smaller ones surrounding it. As you sat up, you could see that it appeared to be on an island? Or in the woods. You couldn't traverse further enough to find out. Eventually you walked inside the large cabin. It was nice, fairly cozy for such bizarre circumstances. You tried petting the cat but it talked back at you.. SOMEHOW??? So you just looked around upstairs. An image of a devious looking fella with a burger on his head, another image of three Builder Brother's pizza employees, colored pink, blue and green. The colors seemed familiar, but you weren't sure.

After a bit of waiting and wondering, movement in the cabin was heard. Curious, and assuming it wasn't anything to fear, you peeked from the balcony. Your eyes soon landed on a frazzled individual, their hair messy and their tail flicked. They then looked right back up, at you. "Oh no, am I not supposed to be here?" you thought, but before you could ask, the person swiftly made their way up the stairs, examining you closely, which you didn't appreciate that much. But then their eyes landed on your chest. The shattered spawn symbol. They seemed curious by this.

"Why has your emblem shattered?"

They asked, their gaze studying your appearance as they circled you once. Their attention was then grabbed by your eye, and before you could respond to the first, another question was thrown at you.

"I've never seen a mark on one's eye before. Where did you get that?"