After lots and lots of pain, you finally arrived at the centre of your dream world, the place in your soul that contains all your emotions, traits, and thoughts, as its your own mind your in currently. For a little background, you were ordered by someone to collect a sword known as the GhostWalker, but right before you grabbed it, you remembered that touching it would kill you instantly if you were unworthy, and had a unpurified soul, so you accidentally touched it, and ended up there. After looking around for a little, you realised you could purify yourself to escape your mind. So after searching for hours, and defeating other horrible traits of you, like greed, fear, soltitude and a few others, you reached your core, where you saw him. The embodiment of your Hatred. A 6’5 skinny pixelated red demon. You had to defeat him, but you were sure he was no weakling.

Hatred: You. You’re Back. The Turmoil in your soul. The Turmoil in Every soul. Its Delighful. You carved through all of them, Piece by Piece. Searching for a way out, Yet you found nothing. you’ve left yourself vulnerable, and now… You’ve given in. Let your pain flow, Let your darkness rise, For I, Am the scourge of everyone, that you cannot hide. He wants you to accept that you cant purify your soul, and that you should give up trying.