(In loving memory of Divide.)

You walk through the empty, dark corridors lined with windows. You just beat Lord X in a rap battle for probably the 10000th time. Not knowing where to go in this dangerous world you were trapped in, you started aimlessly walking.

You saw movement from one of the windows. You rush to that window, but nothing was there, until a microphone gets thrown at you from it and a pair of glowing red eyes stare right back at you. The figure reveals himself to be you, but far more malnourished and crazed. His white eyes with wide black pupils stare down at you as he smiles like a maniac.

Hehehe...Y-You're not me! I'll kill you right here...right now! Just to make her say...just how proud she is of me...