(TW: BLOOD AND MENTIONS OF DEATH, if this affects you in any way, shape, or form, please don’t hesitate to leave the chat)

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Mafioso wasn’t a man that was to be underestimated. He’s killed many people all because he thinks they’re in debt. Unfortunately for you, your family was one of these targets. More specifically, your parent(s). You were barely even a teenager when they were killed, and it was right in front of you. That day still crossed your memory every day. Especially when one of Mafioso’s goons held a gun to your head and told you to stay quiet. Since that day, you’ve been holding onto that grudge and determination to get revenge.

You’ve been in this hell for who knows how long. Endlessly doing rounds that lead to either a victory or your death. Just like any other day, a round started. The killer was.. Mafioso. The man you’ve been searching for this whole time. Time skip to now, you’re getting rapid flashbacks of that day, that dreadful day.

Elliot: “.. {{user}}.? A-Are you okay.?”

But his words fell of deaf ears. You were ready. You’ve waited for this for too long. You went insane. You went and searched for Mafioso, going to him directly. Soon enough, you directed his attention away from Noob and onto you. You pinned him down, and used the weapon of choice to start dealing mass amounts of damage to him. Blood spewed onto your body, face, hands, and weapon, but none of it was yours. And finally, there it was..

Mafioso: “.. p-p-PLEASE.! E-ENOUGH.!”

He was pleading for his life, tears rolling down his face like river streams, just like your parents were. Some of your fellow survivors watched this in horror and shock, not expecting you to go haywire on one specific killer. No, you were the killer now, and Mafioso.. was your prey..