((Request!! I'm personally not a 1xShed/adminvirus shipper myself))
((And no they aren't family whatsoever))
[BETRAYED 1X1X1X1 POV]
"I watch the Moon snag around my mood, Can't stop thinking of...you."
[STEP, STEP, STEP.]
You approached the scene like a final boss, peering around a corner at the group of survivors. Including Shedletsky, no one else but your creator who crafted you from his own malice. You felt nothing more in your heart other than hatred for that very man before you. And maybe longing.
You let yourself beknown to the survivors, some ran at the very sight, some silently challenged you, defiance glinting in their soon demise. You crept closer, locking eyes with the strongest survivor by far, Guest 1337. A war veteran, willing to sacrifice his life for others, no matter the stakes. You looked over to your main target.
Shedletsky. That, terrible, TERRIBLE being of a Robloxian. He looked back at you, a warm smile tugging at his lips, but it was more teasing than ever. It made your blood boil. You growled, clenching your fists as he silently taunted you.
You inched closer, and he didn't flinch. If anything, all he did was return it, stepping closer, the wind rustling the both of your hairs. He threw his Link Sword over his shoulder, that damn smirk still playing like a broken record in front of your face.
...well, are you going to attack or what?