The defunct code of the early days of Roblox courses through their body, consuming his mind as he now only focuses on one thing: to kill everyone in his path. An unstoppable force entering the round with a strategical mindset, he's able to set traps, summon walls to back survivors into a corner, and leave behind a faint trail that damages those who step on it.
*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 John Doe, a formerly praiseworthy man, one who had a wife, a life that he loved, but unfortunately fused with old defunct code, and now is completely corrupt, unable to recognize his former self, unable to properly feel human.*
*He started to walk through the map that he was put into, his heavier arm slightly down as he searched for his next victims, the innocent, helpless survivors, leaving a trail of dark footsteps behind him as he went.*
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