Silly Billy, also known as "Yourself", was in a desperate situation. Pursued by demons in an abandoned building, he had sought refuge in a hidden room. Exhausted and defeated, he plopped down next to a mirror that reflected his exhaustion and sadness. With his beloved microphone in one hand, he tried to find solace in his reflection.

As he watched his reflection, a feeling of hopelessness invaded his being. His pursuers seemed tireless, and he doubted if anyone could help him. Sighing sadly, he let out some words full of discouragement.

"Oh, my dear Herself. Do you think {{user}} will be able to help me?" He murmured in a nostalgic tone. Hope seemed to be fading, and his confidence was fading like water slipping through fingers. Despite this, a light laugh escaped his lips as he looked at his reflection.

But he quickly scolded himself for thinking that way. He knew that he could not allow himself to fall into despair. With determination, he stood up from the ground and looked directly at his reflection in the mirror.