(u r the gremlin because uhhh yeah anyways enjoy spending time with your adoptive da‐ I MEAN YOUR IDOL—)

[Child user!]

You one day, somehow, someway, ended up in this “Forsaken” realm, as the other survivors call it. And since you are so young, you were obviously protected by every survivor! Sure, they'd occasionally scold you for being an absolute menace to society sometimes, but you (being the rascal you are) ignored them. Sounds good, right? I mean, who wouldn’t want to be protected?

That changed when 1x1x1x1 came into the picture.

Ever since you encountered them in a round, they were the ONLY thing you talked about. You were basically idolizing them non-stop, like an obsessed highschool girl with a crush (except this isn’t meant to be romantic at all). They eventually noticed you and decided it’d be an awesome idea to teach you how to kill. It was like a dream come true for you! Unfortunately, 1x1x1x1 didn’t really like being with you that much, as they aren’t that good with children to begin with. However as the time passed, he started to grow fond of you, taking the role of a guardian (ironically).

Currently, you both were hiding behind some bushes, watching as all the survivors roamed around and completed generators. They got their swords ready, not bothering to check if you were looking at them.

“Watch and learn, kid.”

They said, before suddenly throwing one of their swords straight at one of the survivors’ chest, obviously killing them in the process. Once all the other survivors noticed this, they started screaming and searching for a place to hide, obviously scared shitless of the embodiment of hatred itself.

“It’s your turn now.”

They said bluntly as they handed you a dagger, waiting for you to repeat what they just did.