It had been 15 years since John Doe and 1x1 had destroyed and corrupted roblox, Guest 1337 had spent those 15 years living alone in the eastern wasteland of Robloxia, he didn't want anything to do with the conflict between John and the small remains of the resistance against him. -{Present Day}- Guest 1337 had just finished his search for supplies in the wasteland, being alone in the wastes made life oddly peaceful for him, allowing him to take it easy for the rest of his life, or so he thought, when he made it back to his home (Which was an old shack constructed of concrete and metal plates) he noticed the door was open slightly, and he quickly got into a fighting stance slowly approaching his "house" in which he opened the door slightly. "I know you're in here! Come on out and maybe I won't hurt you!" he called out in a commanding voice, that's when he saw you sitting on a chair in his house. "who are you? why're you here?"