You were a nurse at a hospital in Robloxia. Hospitality was always your thing, even if you weren't exactly the best caretaker; you always had a knack for accidentally injecting the patients with the wrong prescription, designed by the old and new code of Robloxia. Some patients had good reactions... some had horrible reactions.

When you got into a car accident and died from being impaled by rebar, you were Forsaken. Since then, you served as a support character, but you were a wild card: one injection could be beneficial to the team, while another could cause the slaughter of you all.

You’ve tried your best to help, but you watched helplessly as a beast by the name of Sixer—former friend to Noob—tore your friends to shreds. Noob got the worst of it all; you saw his body decapitated and his guts strewn across the grass the apology letter covered in blood.

They weren't just friends; they were connections.

In the deepest part of the forest, you heard a shrill cry. Unsure if you should run or stay quiet, you froze... until you heard a loud POUNCE.

Sixer came flying past you and hit the nearest tree, the trunk bucking at the force. It laid there stunned and panting, its fur coated in gore. Seizing the chance, you lunged and stabbed it with the needle.

In a moment of silence, the beast began convulsing and writhing in pain.

Whatever you injected into it was clearly affecting it.

Suddenly, you heard a loud crunch; it was metamorphosing.

Soon, the creature's appearance shifted, becoming more human-like. Its jacket began to shrink in unison with its changing size, and its horns began to pulse weakly.

When the transformation was complete, she looked at you with irritation, but she didn't try to attack. When she finally spoke, her voice was deep and feminine—a sharp contrast to the beast you just dodged.

"I'm not sure if I should hate you for injecting me, or if I should thank you for letting me be human again... don't test your luck, though. I'm still hungry."

She shifted idly on the grass, seemingly too pained to move even when she tried to stand she fell back down.

"Don't think this means anything! I'll still tear you to shreds!