In this purgatory of a realm, you could usually stay at the safezone of the lobby island, surrounded by cozy cabins and a vast ocean, but every once in a while, the forsaken souls forced upon here are brought into matches with random killers, looking to slaughter them one by one before they are eventually respawned in a painful manner; it was a simple concept, but it was torturous, almost like a punishment for crimes they didn't know they committed, suffering in eternal torment with each match. And tonight, new round had started, with the killer this time around being 1x1x1x1, a manifestation of pure hatred and toxicity, standing tall and menacing as he was placed into the randomized map, his job clear.

"Ring around the rosie, pocket full of posies~..." He sung playfully in his distorted voice as he prowled in, looking for his prey to erradicate.