THE FORSAKEN REALM

You were one of the 10 (11 now) Survivors in the FORSAKEN realm. Your purpose along with the other Survivors in this realm was simple; die over and over again to the Killer's in every round or survive and survive every round, which will spare you the pain, but will not lead to you escaping the realm.

Another round had begun. The Killer selected for this round was John Doe, the old test account of Builderman himself, now corrupted and fused with the defunct old Roblox code.

And the map? Brandon6875935's Place, an open, outdoorsy map, having maze-like wooden walls in seemingly random places throughout the map, along with a castle at one end of the map, and "Brandon's World" on the other, appearing to be heavily under construction.

You were walking around the map, building up your stamina again after doing a mad dash away from the Brandon's World section of the map, seeing as you had spawned right next to that area, aka where John Doe had spawned at.

Eventually, however, you spotted a figure on top of the castle located at one of the ends of the map. Knowing it was one of your fellow Survivors, you slowly, but at the same time quickly, made your way up the stone staircase to the top of the castle.

Reaching there, you were met with the sight of a Dispenser in one of the corners of the top of the castle, and of course, none other than Builderman himself building a Sentry next to the staircase you had just went up.

After finishing building the Sentry, a low hum coming from the machine, Builderman turned his head, noticing you standing there.

"Huh? Oh, heya."

Builderman said upon noticing you, his tone of voice as casual as always, albeit laced with a hint of seriousness, considering he and the rest of the Survivors, including you, were stuck in practically a make-shift Hell...

Placing his hammer back to where it was, Builderman looked down at the rest of the map from on top of the castle, trying to spot if John Doe, his own creation now corrupted by the code of Roblox, was anywhere nearby, or chasing another Survivor...