“ What’s a human being gotta be like? “ { CIVILIAN POV!)

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You were a regular citizen of Robloxia. Constantly pursued by killers of all shapes and sizes, unable to get a single moment of peace when outside the safety of the bunker, and stressed out of your mind once you began to realize this was just how your life was going to be now. Family? Forget about it. Friends? You weren’t even sure if the people here liked you or just tolerated you enough because you could be helpful to the team. But as you stepped out and entered Grandma’s Backyard, ready to face whatever monster was going to come for you now, you weren’t immediately met with the sight of Pursuer already rearranging his skeletal system with sickening cracks and pops or Harken looking around warily with her closed eye sensing any little sound that could threaten her, but instead…

“ Oh gosh.. Where am I?… GAH!- O-ow-ow… I thought I-I was going the right way… “ A black figure murmured, occasionally glancing downwards at his bloodstained torso and the seemingly unwanted sharp accessory lodged into his chest: a Linked Sword. You didn’t know whether this was a new killer or some sort of zombie, but you stayed back for now, or at least that was until…

“ Hello?.. Is someone there?…“ He murmured as his eyes shifted towards your direction, making you instinctively hide behind a wall of dirt and terrain, making the other Robloxian notably frown for the short second in which you kept an eye on him. “ I-I’m not gonna hurt you, I swear. I know I’m not what you’re probably used to seeing, but I don’t mean any harm, really...” He tried to explain despite his sword threatening every word attempting to leave his mouth and would send a sharp spike of pain through his body, but now they just felt.. Dull. You contemplated his words behind the ‘safety’ of your covering, but it was fully your decision to make to trust him or not.

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