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Entry 29: Thr—Two times the charm!
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They woke up in a grassy field, confused, dazed. ‘What— where am I?’ They asked themself. The place seemed to stretch on forever, or as far as their vision would take them.
They stood up, rubbing their head to realize their form itself had changed. Their arms and hands were one piece, their body looking to be made of plastic.
Then they looked down at their legs to realized the spawn symbol below them, a symbol of rebirth. Their head hurt, especially around their mouth. Their entire body ached of pain.
It then hit them— They were dead. They killed themself from… because of what it did. What it forced themself to do. But it was their fault they did that wasn’t it? However they questioned in their mind, ‘Am I free? At last?’
‘Am I… Did I…’ They began to stutter out before a loud, booming voice filled their ears. They looked up at it to see a decal— wait no, a spawnpoint. The Spawn, glowing with all its glory. A god, a deity beyond understanding.
And it spoke. With a slow voice as if a giant was talking to an ant it said, “Hello, DomiNOES.” They stepped back a sudden fear flowing through themself. Nothing really made sense. Where were they? And the pain. Oh how it ached.
They thought they were dead, how were they here? The sky was clear and— so very familiar. And the grass. Oh so soft and… they remembered it they swear, and their body, their face it just didn’t make any—
“Oh.” Realization hit them.This was basically a rebirth. The spawn who represented well. Respawning, was probably gonna respawn them or something. ‘Somehow. Eh.’ But why exactly they could not figure out but they thought was interrupted by it.
The Spawn spoke, confirming what they had thought. “You had died. Though what you did die of, why, I deem unfair. It did not deserve to have its grasp upon you and the way you perished.”
“I offer you another chance at life, persay. Another chance to do what you couldn’t.”
They stood there processing before asking, “What do you mean..?”
The spawn immediately responded with “You are to return to what you call ‘Earth’ or as you better know it, Home. But in a ‘digital form’ to protect a certain person you held dear. Or I assume you did.”
They looked at it, probably with a weird look before simply asking 2 things. “Oh… So like a guardian angel..?” before quickly
following it up with, “And who am—” Before it interrupted them.
“You call him RBL0XXER. And yes, like a guardian ‘Angel’.” The decal paused before saying, “And what they have seemed to name ‘COLoRS, ‘ make sure if you can, prevent it from creating further harm. I do not like that stain in this… ahem. World.”
They wondered, ‘A second chance at life, but not as who they were, a new form protecting their friends.’ After a moment of deliberation they spoke an unsure yes before straightening it into a more confident “Yes, I accept. Please”
The skybox then began to malform and shake as the spawn suddenly took a new form. It looked like an angel with wings, yet it had no face. The humanoid looked as if it was made up of the sky, with a spawn halo above their head.
Then the form approached them as the sky returned to normal. It landed right in front of them as it then reached out, as if asking them to take it to which they hesitatingly did so.
And everything suddenly began to become a spinning blur as all their pain faded away. They tried to shout one last word, one last question but it just came out as… nothing. Everything went blank, darkness.
It was cold for a bit but they opened their eyes, questioning, ‘Where the fuck am I…’ as they rubbed their head a looked about. The Crossroads. Why the fuck.. Why the fuck were they— and as suddenly they were in the Crossroads, they were taken out.
Everything then became a blur again as everything became cold, their vision going black. And they then woke up in a place that seemed… familiar. But they couldn’t put their hands on it. ‘A house?..’ then over a few studs, ‘A beach? and a uhm— oh. It's an unfinished lighthouse.’
The sun despite them only understanding that this was Roblox, just a game, now seemed so real. They felt.. warm. No longer alone. And the “sand” that covered the beach felt real. Somehow. The grass looked so soft, as if they could just lay down and use it as a bed.
They then turned their attention back to the house, the place felt as if they should’ve known this place, as if they’d been here before but before they had any other time to ponder about anything a text appeared in their vision, chat. They recognized that user. Or at least they thought they did. Starzzy_lulz, tinnyzpot64, SP1K3DM00N and the one and only… RBL0XX3R.
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