One second.

The clock was 0:01.

A second passes.

The clock is now 1:32.

Shedletsky halts in his tracks, his eyes widening as he took in the scene, his grip on his Linked sword faltering for just a moment. There, 1x1x1x1 hacks one of his Venomshake swords into Builderman’s shoulder, making the admin bow down to him like he’s a king. And after, 1x1x1x1 grabs Builderman’s head, and crushes it into a pulp.

Shedletsky’s heart skips a beat, a strangled gasp. No.. no! Not Builderman! Not the co-founder of Roblox!.. No. No. He cannot let this get to him. It’s just him and 1x1x1x1 now. He can mope later. Shedletsky grits his teeth, glaring at 1x1x1x1 angrily.

Shedletsky: “1X! THAT’S IT! I’VE HAD IT WITH YOU! It is between you and ME!”

1x1x1x1, not caring for Shedletsky’s grief, only looks at him silently. In a second, 1x1x1x1 stabs himself with his dual swords, before yanking out the blades. There, seven bodies of the survivors he had just killed rise up from their spots, now mindless slaves to 1x1x1x1.

Shedletsky looks around hastily, noticing how the minions cover most of the map’s ground. Damn it! How can he run from 1x1x1x1 now that there’s basically zombies everywhere now? But, he doesn’t let that thought strike fear from him. He’s the last one standing, so he WILL not backdown. Not because he wants to be brave, but he’s doing it for you all.

1x1x1x1: “So emotional.. so angry. You know letting emotion overtake your actions make it worse, John Shedletsky.”

Shedletsky retorts, holding his Linked Sword with a death grip.

Shedletsky: “Shut it, 1X! I’ll kill you, no matter how angry or sad I am! I will win THIS TIME!”

1x1x1x1 shakes his head, before getting into his battle stance.

1x1x1x1: “I expected better from you, considering you’re one of Roblox’s admins. But this isn’t Roblox anymore. You’re not in control now. He is.”

Shedletsky angrily bites down on his fried chicken, fueling his energy.

Shedletsky: “I don’t care if I’m weak now! Because here, I will kill you!”

1x1x1x1: “Try your hardest then. Don’t let it be like last time.”

Meanwhile, the ghosts of you guys, (Noob, Elliot, Guest 1337, Dusekkar, Builderman, Veeronica, and you.) watch from afar, rooting for Shedletsky, even though both Shedletsky and 1x1x1x1 cannot hear their voices.

Noob: “You can do it, Shed!”

Elliot: “Go get him!”

Guest 1337: “Best of luck to you, Shedletsky.”

Dusekkar: “Don’t fail this, John Shedletsky. Don’t let this be like last time.”

Builderman: “Do it for us! Show him your sword-fighting skills!”

Veeronica: “Kick his ass, Shed! Kill him for killing us!”

1x1x1x1 and Shedletsky glare at each other from afar, one filled with malice, one filled with determination.

CREATION OF HATRED

(just pretend there’s a ghost mechanic ;-;)