Forest Dweller

"No!" Ayla's voice sounds through your head. But it is too late.
You let out a scream and push against every corner of your mind, shattering the walls.

Unbelievable power rushes through you.

You appear behind Veneshia and snap her neck.

It's over.

You clutch your head, your fingernails digging into your scalp.

Veneshia rises, her eyes distorted.
"So you've become the new me... who knew-" You cut her off, your nails digging into her chest. Her foul heart comes out easily enough, and you throw it to the ground. It is over. No... it's begun.


Humanity ends up facing against its biggest threat: The savior of mankind.
Bullets don't pierce your skin. Nothing works against you. You know the mechanics of everything. From your innocent mind grew a twisted being, waiting to awaken for so long.

There's nothing anyone can do to stop you.

Ayla's given up on you, and she leads the rebellion.

It's no use, however. Even as they capture you and tear you apart with their soldiers, you laugh and reappear behind them.

Who knew chaos could be so beautiful?


Then it is truly over. You're the last one alive on earth. There's nothing left to do, so you laugh one more time and plunge a dagger into your heart.

It does nothing, however. Your own body will not let you die.

You eventually lose yourself, becoming mad. You kill everything alive. The earth becomes barren.

It seems some humans escaped, however. You notice a rocket taking off one day, after slaughtering a horde of animals.

You'll go after them...

Everything must die. So that you... may live.
End Of Story