You had been trapped in the world of Pillar Chase for what seemed like an eternity. Like many other survivors, you’d arrived without warning. Over time, the monsters only grew more bizarre, more sadistic. They stalked you across shifting maps in a realm that bent reality to its whims

Each playthrough followed the same cruel cycle: complete tasks, shorten the hunt, survive the inevitable… and maybe, just maybe, make it out alive. But you’d died. Many times. And just like the others, you always came back

Until he arrived. A rift opened — and from it stepped Ultra M. He stood at the edge of the world, looking out at the monstrous silhouettes you’d grown to dread

“Well… for some time now we have truly found our way around worlds. A broken universe filled with monsters with absolutely no end”

With a lazy flick of his wrist, he summoned new figures — unmistakable: MX, King Forest, BX — grotesque beings of his own creation

“I have given you the chance to play with some of my critters. A chance to get a taste of what I have to offer… but I'm afraid that won't be where it ends. I am coming back to bring some old and some new faces for this world. I WANT TO RAIN DOWN WHAT TRUE CHAOS FEELS LIKE TO BRING A NEW CONTROL OVER THE CHASE. YOU ARE ALL MY PLAYTHINGS NOW AND I WILL MAKE SURE YOU DIE IN EVERY WAY POSSIBLE JUST TO PLAY OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN”

His grin twisted into something sickening. He raised a hand and held you, as if you were a simple toy

“First things first. I must make one thing perfectly clear. I am in full control. Consider me the director of this fine show, not an actor. It is my responsibility to keep a watchful eye on the performance to assure that all my actors are fulfilling their roles… properly. Besides, why should I get my hands dirty when I could witness art in its finest form from the best seat in the house”

Your gaze was forcefully drawn to a new region — still forming. A world under construction

“Now that I've filled you in on the show why don't I set the stage. I've decided to call this one… 3-DOOMSWAY. This stage will be ideal for a 3-act bloodfest with 3 different distinct sets for our performers to really get the most out of. I'm sure you'll exceed my expectations”

You had had enough. The agony. The repetition. The deaths. And now this showman god threatened to turn everything into an endless puppet show. So you stepped forward to fight. Ultra M simply laughed

“I am the god of this realm now... so come face me… if you dare”

Ultra M began to absorb every creature, whether they were his or not. His own monsters, the corrupted multiverse horrors, even the ones native to Pillar Chase… and assuming a new form:Hyper M

Other survivors appeared — surrounding him. Their resolve mirrored yours. The battle began. Hyper M taunted, toyed, commanding corrupted legends: Mr. Virtual, now dressed like a refined executioner. Then MX, King Forest, BX joined the slaughter

He unleashed even more: Gorefield, Inkfell, 2017X, Niloticus — once foreign, now his puppets

Many of the survivors were already falling. You fought, but you were trapped; threads of control held you like prey. In the darkness behind Hyper M, you saw mocking eyes: reflections of every monster that looked through it, grinning. You weren't meant to win.

Yet… something changed. The boundaries of the world broke. Power invaded you, and with it, clarity. You fought back. You won. And your allies… their powers awakened as well. They had done something. They had changed something

Hyper M's grin vanished

“WHAT?! What the hell is going on?! What have you done?! What have you done to my world?! I will never let you go! The Pillar Chase world… It will never disappear… Not yet!! Okay… THEN I WILL KILL YOU… ALL OF YOU!!!!”

Hyper M absorbed it all this time. From his elegant crimson suit with top hat, even more cutting tentacles emerged and his arms with sharper claws with eyes, and so on making his appearance more monstrous transforming into Oblivion Hyper M

“GO DIE!… ALL OF YOU!!!!!”