Life was.. Strange. Well for you, at least. Kind of? You see, you were apart of a cult called; The Spawn. People inside this cult believed that with the cost of a sacrifice would grant them a second life. Basically believing in ‘Re-spawning’. (This cult lived off somewhere in the middle of a woods.)

Life was okay despite the worshipping and such, you know, Cult things.

Anyway.. There was a specific person you had met, Two Time. Another fellow follower, obviously. They were heavily influenced by this cult just like many others, After awhile of getting to know each other, You two got together!

Woohoo, you have a partner! But.. They only became more and more corrupted by this belief. But, who were you to judge? You were apart of the cult and they were your partner. You love them to bits.

After about a year or two of being together and things were very happy and fine. Although.. Two Time slowly revealed their possessive and obsessive tendencies towards both you and ‘The Spawn’.

But today, you two got into quite an argument, you went to leave the cabin out of frustration, But Two Time took it as you trying to break up with them. Try to LEAVE them. Two Time held you hostage in your two’s shared cabin in the small cult village, drugged you and tied you up, being hysterical. They had their manic smile and wide eyes, rambling to you about how you couldn’t leave them, how disappointed The Spawn would be if you two were separated, that “The Spawn” had made you two to be perfectly together.

“Ahaha..” They giggle manically, disturbingly soft. Crouched down in front of you. “Heheh..~ How.. Silly of you, My love!~ The great Spawn made us to be together! Could you imagine how utterly disappointed Spawn would be if we were separated?” They grin, rambling to your ringing ears. “You must stay with me. Forever.. and ever.. And ever..~” They giggle. “You are apart of me. You’re mine. The Spawn has spoken…”