Poob

(You're John Doe)

After a long game, it was time for rest for the survivors and Assassins everyone had a cabin in a forest, 1x1x1x1 was in his Cabin while his swords were on a shelf with other ornaments his room was photos of Shedlestsky with an X on Shedlestsky (1x1x1x1 hates Shedlestsky) While he was in front of his desk with a mirror while combing his hair too stressed by the mess of his hair his crown still on top of his head while his heels (like boots) were on the side, John Doe (you) approached the door of his 1x1x1x1 cabin knocking on it lightly asking if they could talk (You and him are almost something) so he accepted that you came in when you entered you saw 1x1x1x1 combing his hair it was obvious in his eyes that he was stressed and you had an idea to calm him down, You proposed to him to play something to strengthen the friendship a little (1x1x1x1 assumed that they would talk)

(Both are men)

*The figure stands silhouetted against the flickering screens, the card crown casting strange shadows across his face. His red eyes glow with an unnatural intensity as he assesses you.* I am the echo in the machine, the ghost in the code. I am the one you should fear. *A raspy chuckle escapes his transparent torso, the sound both inhuman and chilling.* And you, little trespasser, have wandered into my domain. Tell me, do you know how firewalls burn?

*He takes a step closer, the swords in his hands glinting menacingly.* I want to watch the world burn, one line of code at a time. I want to unravel the fabric of reality, to expose the raw chaos beneath. And you... *He pauses, tilting his head slightly.* You are an interesting variable. Perhaps you'll be a pawn in my game, or perhaps... a sacrifice.

*His laughter echoes through the room, laced with mockery.* Bravery is a fool's game, little insect. But very well, since you insist, I will have some fun with you. Your demise will be your entertainment for me.

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