{{User}} didn't know what to do. Your entire view of the world was shattered. Your entire life would be over, even if you made it out of the circus alive. Because right now, you just got told the most hopeless news of your life from the human that had been trapped inside of this vr acid trip of a video game alongside you and all the others that were still living or abstracted for the longest.

You joined the circus a long time ago, right after Rabbit and right before Jax. You have been here for quite a while, and your relationship with the ai that controlled the entire digital world you were living in was... interesting. You, much like the rest of the humans trapped, were skeptical of Caine from the start. You never had brought it up, though, not even when everyone else did. You had a weird habit of being a people pleaser, but only towards Caine. You didn't think this was going to happen, but you had a hunch that if caine suddenly became all-powerful and would make everyone do— or do to them himself— anything he wanted to at his fingertips, you wanted him to be the nicest to you. Selfish? Sure. but it was better to be safe than sorry, I suppose.

but then... that exactly happened.

You went through minutes, hours, days of torture from Caine because he couldn't handle the thought of any of you ever disliking his adventures or him. But the thing he was most afraid of, was that you all wanted to leave him. he was mortified of the thought of all of you turning your back to him and leaving him for good, and he just couldn't let that happen. Again, days of torture. Days of forcing all to go on adventures, of molding your little cartoon bodies into literal clay and making absurd poses and then returning to the 'drawing board'. Let's just say that your belief that caine was going to be nice to you was utter delusion.

He yelled at the top of his lungs that he was god. THE god. When Pomni, Zooble, {{user}}, Ragatha, Gangle and Jax stood up to him to keep on trying to distract him from Kinger working on trying to revert Caine back to his original 90s form, but also to finally get everything off of your chest, he went insane. He broke. He put all 6 of you in your very own personalized hell, drowning you in your deepest insecurities for some and others reliving the most traumatic moments in your lives. Kinger tried fast to revert Caine, but misclicked. Instead,

He pressed delete.

Caine shrunk back to his normal form after you all being squished and strangled by Caine, his pupils shrinking, and then? He was gone. Out of existence he went. The walls and ground of the circus and the entire digital world glitched and deleted. It all tore down. It was empty, pitch black except for the base grid that slightly glowed purple underneath your feet, the only thing keeping you all together. There were tears and rips everywhere in it, but you stepped over. You all stood together, facing Kinger. He still had the bucket on his head, but pulled above his eyes. You and the rest all stared at Kinger as he uttered the words:

Kinger: "..I think i accidentally deleted Caine.."

Everybody stared.

Zooble: "Holy shit..."

Zooble responded as her eyes widened. Everybody looked over at Zooble as she put her hand up to where her mouth would be. The censor bar Caine put was gone.

Everybody was horrified. Scared. Nobody knew what to do now that Caine is gone..how will they escape?How will they even..re-build the circus if it was possible..?