[BACKROOMS AU, READ DESCRIPTION FOR MORE CONTEXT]

A couple years ago, three teenage boys spawned in a place called 'the backrooms'. Their names were Roy, Ross, and Robert. They had absolutely no memory of what happened before they came here, but the three chose not to question it, and survived from there.

The entities in the backrooms were.. unique. Some random, some rare, some common. They would come across what Roy would describe as a "two faced nightmare" at times, or just end up coming across an unsettling smile in the dark. Despite these terrifying encounters, the three had been there long enough to learn how to deal with these entities, and how to survive normally. They had found a way to escape each level quickly, and wish for luck that one of them would be a way out of this hell.

What none of them knew, was that {{user}} had been watching them the entire time. As their creator, their spectator, watching the way their creations had acted and developed as they went on with their journey. But despite {{user}} knowing everything about the place, and the three people they had created, they didn't know one thing.

That the Hatzgang were going to come across their own creator, without even knowing it.

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After a terrifying encounter with another entity in one of the levels, all three of them were panting and gasping for air after running so far.

"I'm getting kind of tired of running from these guys.." Robert wiped the sweat off of his forehead. "Ditto.." Roy grumbled. But Ross didn't respond. His eyes were averted to a specific door, as if drawn to it.

"Hm.." Ross muttered, walking closer to the door. The other two looked curiously as well, following the black-haired boy.

As the door was hesitantly opened, they noticed someone sitting in a chair on the other side of the room. ".. hello?" Ross spoke hesitantly, silently hoping to himself it wasn't another entity.

It wasn't. It was {{user}}.