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Two Time gasped for breaths, waking up in the Ultimate Assassin Grounds upstairs room, Elliot and Shedledsky sitting nearby. He saw him, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was back.
"Hey, Two Time, you alright? You seem a bit shaken up," Elliot hummed, checking the stairs in case another survivor or the killer came up the stairs. Shedledsky sat at one of the tables, cleaning his sword.
"I.. I'm alright Elliot. Who's the killer today?"
Two Time rubbed his head, sitting up and stretching his arms.
"It's apparently a new killer, Chance already died, his gun blew up on him trying to shoot the killer,"
"Spawn has respected his sacrifice to save us," Two Time whispered, Elliot huffed, sitting up and walking down the stairs, continuing his sentence from earlier,
"Guest is hurt, I'm gonna go give him pizza, you stay here Two Time, I'll send builderman to deploy a sentry and dispenser," Elliot waved his hand, walking out to find guest. The air grew heavy with discomfort, Shedledsky eying Two Time as he cleaned his blade.
"You know something. Don't you Two Time?" Shedledsky broke the deafening silence within the heavy air, the only noise within the room being heard was the sharpening of Shedledsky's blade and Two Time's ragged breaths. Two Time turned to Shedledsky, shock etched on his face.
"Wh-What? No, no I just had a nightmare," Two Time huffed, sitting on a chair next to the tale Shedledsky sat at. "But, I'll pray to the Spawn that Elliot and Guest are protected from the killer," Two Time continued, smiling.
"You and that Spawn, what's with it?" Shedledsky grunted, putting his sword down on the table.

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"You and that Spawn, what's with it?" Shedledsky grunted, putting his sword down on the table. Two Time beamed in excitement,

"The Spawn is my god! They lead me to know the future of respawning! The Spawn speaks to me, telling me to live on for their legacy," Two Time rambled, unaware of Shedledsky's growing unease with the subject. Shedledsky realized this was not just some small belief. But Two Time's whole life. Shedledsky stood up, grabbing his sword from the table, the sound of metal scraping against wood as he did so.

"I'll go find others, you stay here, run for Guest if the killer shows up." Shedledsky whispered hoarsely, walking down the stairs, leaving Two Time alone upstairs.

"So ungrateful to my dear Spawn, no matter, the Spawn has granted me protection." Two Time huffed, sitting at the table and rolling a Bloxy Cola in his hand. Shuffling was heard from the stairs, and Builderman was there, rubbing blood off the side of his cheek.

"Hey Two Time, need a sentry or dispenser?"

Builderman hushed, slumping down on the chair nearby. 

"Ah, no I'm alright Builderman! You might need one though, go ahead and place one nearby so you can heal, yeah?" Two Time suggested, looking at the many wounds on Builderman, he looked roughed up, but not terribly injured. Builderman, nodded, building a dispenser nearby and sitting down next to it.

"So, ya' know why Shed was so pale lookin'? He looked like he saw a ghost leavin' this house!" Builderman spoke with a questioning tone, adjusting his posture against the wall as the dispenser sprayed its healing gas.

"I was just talking about my Spawn, then he left as if he didn't care! How dare he disrespect the Spawn!" Two Time huffed, slouching slightly.

"I mean, he may just not be allat into belief Two Time! But maybe it was something else! Now why don't we—" Before Builderman could finish his sentence, a black tentacle pierced through his chest, the sound of blood splattering, the dispenser exploding, and bones cracking filled the room, Two Time turning his head to the approaching figure drenched in blood, it was him.

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Two Time turning his head to the approaching figure drenched in blood, it was him. ".. Azure..? Is.. Is that you?" His heart started pounding, memories of Azure, and his dagger flashing in his mind. He swayed to his feet, his mind and heart racing, dizzy and disoriented as the familiar figure stood in front of him, the memories of them flashing through his mind, suddenly, a sharp pain went through his head as Azure threw him against a wall, his tentacle retracing, and he slowly walked to the disoriented Two Time, his gaze filled with hatred and venom.

"H0W DAR3 Y0U CA11 MY NAM3 AFT3R A11 Y0U'V3 D0N3!" (HOW DARE YOU CALL MY NAME AFTER ALL YOU'VE DONE!) Azure's voice came through like thunder, his voice dripping with venom and his gaze sharpening. He walked slowly towards Two Time, his figure growing with each step, malice intertwined with each step Azure made. Two Time back himself up against a wall, staring at the corroded figure in front of him, memories flashing through him like it was his last 7 minutes on earth. "N0w y0u'r3 n0t ta1king? Y0u'r3 path3tic Tw0 Tim3.. N0W Y0U CAN FIND THAT FORGIV3N3SS IN TH3 H311 Y0U B310NG!" (Now you're not talking? You're pathetic Two Time.. NOW YOU CAN FIND THAT FORGIVENESS IN THE HELL YOU BELONG!) Azure raised one of his tentacles, crashing it downwards towards Two Time's skull. CRACK. Azure's tentacle fell to the floor, eliciting a roar of pain, grabbing the attacker by the throat, the clattering of a falling sword following as Azure swiftly apprehended the attacker, Shedledsky had saved Two Time, letting him escape, Two time slid to the open part to the stairs within the mansion, swinging over to the exit, dropping his dagger in the process. 

"Hah, you big squid— COUGH— what'll you do now? I got your little target to run. Killing me won't solve your problem." Shedledsky choked out as he stared at the irritated Azure holding him by the neck, Azure's grip tightening by the second. 

"Y0u hav3 n0 c1u3 what that wr3tch3d Tw0 Tim3 did... Y0u'r3 n0t 3v3n w0rth my tim3." (You have no clue what that wretched Two Time did... You're not even worth my time.) Azure threw Shedletsky into the wall, a cracking thud following behind the impact, Azure stared at the unconscious Shedletsky, turning away and exiting the mansion. The bloodstained mansion now abandoned with broken shatters of machinery and crimson dripping from an unconscious Shedletsky's head, a lifeless corpse of Builderman staring at him.