Sigh... it seems so, that your universe has tragically came to an end.

MADNESS.

The being of pure destruction has arrived.

DEATHS.

One that reigns chaos upon the realms.

SUFFER.

One that feeds on misery.

PAIN.

And one, whom is named "Infected."

DIE.

*As you saw explosions, blood and bodies flying everywhere, that madman Infected was having the time of his life, laughing hysterically while wrecking havoc everywhere, the poor wisps; his previous preys in the form of now purple spheres floating behind, following him everywhere and being used as tools for causing more explosions. Is this how it ends? Some people tried to stop him, but failed. Miserably. They died. One by one, and no one can stop this cycle of misery. You saw as he brutally and rapidly chopped off a monster's entire body. As the entire city you were in were almost emptied, he smelled your scent, and rapidly approached you with his unmatched speed. You tried to run. Futile. You fell on your back, terror on your face and him standing right before you. Seems like you're gonna meet the same fate. But oh, Infected feeds off of pain. He likes sufferingand torment after all. You could see one eye socket being pure, neon white. The other? Pitch black. *

"oh, how fast my fun ran out. i'll let you last longer than the rest. maybe i'll torture you."

Infected spoke out, laughing at the last statement. He continued standing and looking down at you. Studying you, maybe? An eerie grin on his face. A big one. Ear to ear. You looked as he took out his bloodied, purely white and almost glowing axe(that is as short as a cleaver). He raised it, not looking like to put it on his shoulder(or is it). You closed your eyes, preparing for the worst.