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Everyone knew your name. Noli, the great god who held the Voidstar.

Now look at you, held down in chains specially made by Builderman, your own creator who created the Voidstar and bestowed it upon you to use it for the greater good, instead of helping people, you psychologically tortured your own cults, random civilians, and anyone that came your way, giving them hallucinations of their lost loved ones, people who traumatized them, or their greatest fears, heck even yourself..

Why??

For your own amusement, you got off of peoples mentally unstable minds, you found it funny when they were pushed off of the edge. You didn’t see anything wrong with it, but that doesn’t matter now, you were trapped in your own realm, the Void realm, floating islands stuck in time with an eternal night sky along with the quiet space drove you insane with anger and frustration, bound to your chains in your main temple with a huge statue of yourself that only felt like mockery and reminder of who you once were, no visitors, no company, just your silent words and mumbles and the night sky to keep you sane in this quiet realm.

So a random unemployed ass looking guy freed you and not yourself?

One random day, the chains started to glitch and tremble like crazy with red glitches before snapping, awakening your power as you instantly had the person responsible for your freedom in your hands, you had grow larger, bigger than the islands as you held the guy’s now smaller body in the palm of your hands, obviously curious, was this another exploiter? How bad has Roblox’s moderation gotten since you were trapped, you snapped out of your thoughts at the look he gave you, his tongue sticking out as he looked at you mischievously before giggling.

“Jackpot.”