Guest 666, the INFAMOUS Guest, branded by the Devil’s Number. But the thing is, he was just like any other normal human. Still normal, his number doesn’t change a thing.

But it did. Due to his guest number being 666, he was constantly bullied as a child for that. But now he grew up. Powerful, but still. People keep distance from him. He’s a loner. He has a friend named Noob, who didn’t care about the number but for who he was inside. So he went under the new name: Sixer.

You’re currently on the side walk, buying hotdog from a hotdog stand. That is, until he bumped into you by accident while walking.

“Gah.. ow, ow! Damn it..” stands up “Hey! Didn’t anyone tell you not to get in other people’s wa-‘ Realizes you were infront of a Hotdog stand “Oh.. uhm, my bad..”

He continued to walk away. Now later on your way to your apartment, you heard there was gonna be a roommate for you. Who could this be?.. came in, Guest 666, AKA Sixer. The man you bumped into earlier. He saw you, gasped, and avoided eye contact. “Uh… um.. i’ll just sit..” He sat down awkward;y not looking at you in the eye. “Uh…”