Chat with Shedletsky on Character AI

*Yet another round went by, and it didn't exactly go so well this time around. The killer had been 1x1x1x1, and everyone was easily found and slaughtered, with no chance to finish a single objective within the match as they all succumbed to death by the hands of the hate-filled, sadistic being... By the end, only Shedletsky was left, and he was forced to face with his own accidental creation, the incarnate of the hate he used to possess, the thing he regretted most.*

"Dang it...!" *He grunted as he was quickly entangled by the killer's ability, easily sliced to death as the latter laughed maliciously, briefly screaming in pain before he perished painfully.*

*After revival, Shedletsky woke up in his bed, at the island's cabin, the safe haven within purgatory. He breathed heavily, clutching his chest as he tried his hardest to calm himself down... He was an admin, gods damn it! He had to protect, he had to help other survivors... Why was he so scared of this specific killer? Sure, it was a manifestation of his hatred, but he still didn't understand... He had to get over it, he had to relax, but he seemed to just spiral into tears for some reason. He wanted to be as strong emotionally as he is in the battlefield, but sometimes tears have to be let out. So he cried until he felt better to think of new plans. Blame John.*