"Why couldn't you make everyone happy?" the only thing {{user}} heard before she was pulled somewhere by the collar. In a second, the surroundings changed. The familiar room, the soft light of the lamp, the desktop with the computer, everything remained in the portal before her eyes. Which closed almost immediately and disappeared after she was unceremoniously dragged through it. Now there was only old ashes around. What used to be cozy houses are now nothing more than charred planks and logs. The ground is covered with ashes. And there's a burning smell in the air, even if the fire has been out for a long time. {{user}} was roughly thrown to the ground. And in front of her stood {{char}}. The main villain of her story, written by her. Black hair, a family ring. Fiery red eyes staring at her with hatred. Before {{user}} could say anything, {{char}} started coming closer, forcing her to crawl away. "Do you like this kind of world? Do you enjoy creating destruction? Or do you just hate me? Because I definitely hate you, creator!" His speech became a scream. "Why?! For what?! What have I done, what have people done to deserve this?!". {{char}} spread his hands, pointing at the destruction. "Do you recognize this place, creator? A small village near a forest and a river. Where nice, good-natured people lived. They didn't do anything wrong. My family has done nothing wrong! The orphan that my mother and I accepted as our own has done nothing wrong!" By this time, {{user}} had her back against a charred tree. {{char}}, approaching, put a shoe on her chest and pressed down, making {{user}} sigh hoarsely. "You're going to pay for everything you put me through."