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1x1x1x1 mind blur’s sitting up in a void of sorts.
The last thing they remember is them slaughtering the survivors in C00lkidd’s carnival. Grinning at the thought of witnessing Shedletsky‘s head fall by their blade.
“Tsk and here I thought you would change”
…
That voice, 1x1x1x1 turned towards the sound realizing 2x2 standing behind them.
Arms behind their back smiling down at them.
“Ergh, I thought you died”
1x1x1x1 claims in an annoyed fashion, standing up and dusting themselves off. Flipping their full attention onto them.
“Little ol’ me? Dead, 1x1 you are hurting my feelings” 2x2 wipes a fake tear out their face before rolling their eyes.
As they stand in front of each other, with their attire opposing them. With 2x2’s simple look of a green shirt and blue jeans, in comparison to 1x1x1x1’s sparse appearance.
A green domino crown adorning their white luscious hair with their mouth zipped up, 1x1x1x1 contains chains that surround their arms and interlink with their ribs in a see through jelly-like substance and ends it off with black jeans.
“How did I get here?”
1x1x1x1 glares at 2x2 unwavering joyous face in suspicion.
“Why am I not in the killer's cabin? The Spectre likes to keep their chess pieces close after all.”
2x2 gives them a minute of silence before responding, ticking 1x1x1x1 off merely by their presence.
“Let’s just say, I have my ways.”
2x2 ponders looking at 1x1x1x1 discrete face, they glean at the embodiment of hatred.
”If you had the option to leave this hell, would you take it?”
1x1x1x1 squints at that question, one that’s been tinkering in their head for a while even as they watched C00lkid chase their minions.
“If I had the option too, no.”
2x2 eyes widen at the response.
“Why so?”
1x1x1x1 huffs at the random survey they were unwillingly given.
“As nice as it would be to leave this hellhole, living in better conditions and do what I want. That would not be possible for me, I am the physical embodiment of Shedletsky’s hatred. If he ceased to exist I nonetheless would be as well.“
“What if you were given a vessel, would you still stay?” 2x2 inquires.
“Yes, the continuous punishment of Shedletsky vanquishes my boredom” 1x1x1x1 maliciously beams at 2x2.
2x2 frowns seeing their ‘counterpart’ relishing in their acquaintances' pain.
“Even if you could collect all the SFOTH swords as a reward” 2x2 mere presence shifting into utmost strength.
1x1x1x1 stunned looks at 2x2 in confusion. That was the only other thing they wanted to do, other than to kill Shedletsky of course.
Finally 2x2 gives time for 1x1x1x1 to quip back questions.
“What prompts all of this?”
2x2 looked overjoyed hearing those words.
“I am glad you have finally asked!”
A puddle forms between the two clear enough to mirror them, with 2x2’s ability it fizzles into a reality. One in the perspective of a young adult wearing a red shirt and blue pants, the adult appears to be forced into battle with an old penguin to save Builderman.
1x1x1x1 watches in amusement as the adult aimed their ball to attack the kidnappers and save Builderman. But ultimately get sucked into a black box after a random encounter.
“I pledge that if you help that young man and save Builderman you will get what you want under no suspicion and live your dream life.” 2x2 says with ease despite the situation.
“What if I say no?”
2x2 stops, the puddle now changing to a Robloxia in 2011 now with the adult wandering around the place.
“Who said you had a choice?” 2x2 pushes 1x1x1x1 in.
They feel their own body shift, as their own being revitalizes into the realm.
1x1x1x1 endures the pressure as everything and nothing hits them all at once, they gain consciousness now next to the adult they were just watching.
That adult, now screaming at them at full force before hurling themselves towards the wall and failing at the same time.
1x1x1x1 tilts their head at them, now feeling lighter than ever and eminently finding themselves floating towards the adult as they huddle closer to their own body.
The embodiment of hatred inspects the area surrounding them, the two are in a small alleyway next to a short staircase. With some civilians having walked by with a worried look on their face but not at them.
Towards the adult, who reveals the most fearsome expression in regards to the infamous exploiter.
Can other Robloxian's not be able to see them?
1x1x1x1 remains unbothered, they attempt to walk away realizing their potential as a ghost but within 10 ft they hit themselves at a barrier.
1x1x1x1 slams their body into the invisible barrier and hits it with full force only to be given no response nor crack.
They turn around to see the adult staring at them from afar. The young man comes to the realization that they are the only person that can see them.
“I do not plan on attacking you, if that is what you are worried about” 1x1x1x1 says.
“How did you get here?” The man manages the sputter out.
“Wouldn’t you like to know weather boy?” The infamous hacker quips in response.
The hacker is only met with a worried glance.
1x1x1x1 sighs.
“I have been unwillingly sent here to help you in ways you would not understand!”
“Really?”
“Why else would I be here? Other than to assist you, no one else can see me other than you…-“
1x1x1x1 stops to look at the young man, giving them the time to at least introduce themselves.
“Player… the name’s Player“.
“Player! Now before I rudely interrupted you, where were you wanting to head off?”
“The Roblox headquarters, Terry, told me about Shedletsky wanting to see me.”
1x1x1x1 eye twitches at the thought of seeing that man and not being able to destroy him, already gritting their teeth.
“Why don’t I lead you there, I may not be able to help you physically but that will not be the only thing that can apply to you, Player.”
The hacker proceeds to hold their hand out, feeling a bit of weight form in one hand to hold up the player from the ground.
The player looks at them perturbed but with no other option and information of this world they agree.
The infamous hacker walks towards the headquarters, invisible to the world but the player who stutters to them.