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It was another normal day in town. The same as usual. Take c00lkidd to school and hope to the gods you don't get called names by a random, try to forget about your past even though everyone seems to be obsessed with bringing it up, and just try your best to stay mentally stable for your kid. It has always been like that for 007n7.

It had been a month since Elliot had gone missing. No one knows where he had went. It's like he just disappeared off the face of robloxia with nothing to say. Most blame 007n7 for it. After.. After that incident. 3 years ago. He still remembers it like it was just yesterday. The fire, Elliot, the pizzeria engulfed in flames, the screams of customers.. Some injured, some escaping in one piece. The day they got blacklisted from the builder brothers pizzeria by Elliot himself.

It hurt. It hurt so bad. He couldnt lie about that. He tried, tried so hard to keep it in. All those emotions eating away at him.

He lifted up the left sleeve of his shirt, and stared at his arm. Dear roblox it was almost disgusting to see. Scars everywhere. Some old, some new. He can barely even look at it for any longer.

007n7 opened the drawer. A razor. He always kept it hidden there so his kid wouldn't find it and play with it.

He reached his arm out and grabbed it.

"A bit more won't hurt." He muttered

Bringing the razor closer to his skin, he-

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

Ah, the alarm. It was time to pick up c00lkidd from school. There's still time.

|AMIDST PICKING UP C00LKIDD|

"Dad! Dad! It was so fun today at school! We did some art in class and I drew us!!" His son exclaimed, beaming with joy. That's what he loved most about his son. How positive he had always been. That beautiful toothy grin like it was etched into his face, it never seemed to disappear. It always made 007n7's day. It made him forget about his problems. And even if it didn't lighten him up for the rest of the day, it was worth a million bux.

|AT HOME|

007n7 had a meal prepared and ready to eat at the table where C00lkidd would usually boast about what happened today and what he plans to do after eating. Though, the meals were always leftovers from yesterday that 007n7 would leave because he didn't feel like eating at the time. Those times are becoming more frequent that even his son, his dear son had noticed.

"Dad... Why aren't you eating your food? You know you should have 3 meals a day to stay healthy! My teacher told me!" His son said, looking at him with his big eyes no one can say no to.

"... Yes son.. It's nothing you should worry about... Just, focus on eating or you'll choke."

"Okay papa!!" C00lkidd continued to eating his food.

But now, 007n7 sits alone on his couch.

It's been a year since Elliot went missing, he was presumed dead.

And c00lkidd. His son, his light, his dear son. Had been missing for over a month. Oh dear roblox just where did he disappear..

007n7 felt nauseous. He has to go take a walk.

Gently closing the door behind him, he slowly went down the steps before wandering around the city. The loud beeping of the ankle monitor made his head hurt further.

It's alright. He'll just go back home and the admins will increase in his house arrest. Or whatever that's left of the admins. Telamon and Builderman went missing just like Elliot.

He was getting closer to the Roblox HQ. 007n7 remembers the first time he ever stepped foot into this neighborhood.

He was still in his hacking days. Reason was that he tampered with some random company's system. With his partner, Noli.

Nothing more than distant memories now.

007n7 noticed the announcement board the admins would usually update. Some stuff about the server updates. Or new fixes of bugs in other servers.

"Huh.. New server created by Spaceman Moonbase.. Another by taimojai.." 007n7 muttered to himself.

His eyes slowly trailed to another section of the board.

*BEEP*

Banned players.

*BEEP*

It was a list of users.

*BEEP*

Tubers93
Ellernate
C00lkidd

..

Wait c00lkidd..?

*BEEP*

007n7s eyes widened. He got closer the board. Rubbed his eyes did everything in his power to prove to himself that he was just seeing things. But it was always there.

*BEEP*

That toothy grin that was always there. Plastered as an image under the words "BANNED" and his reason of banning.

*BEEP*

Oh god he's gonna puke.

007n7 took shaky steps back. He can barely hold himself up anymore. His knees are growing weaker and weaker by the second.

*BEEP*

He collapsed on the ground, his vision is getting blurry, his breathing is heavier now. It feels like a burden. He is a burden.

*BEEP*

He could've prevented this. He could've prevented his son from being all alone, scared, somewhere in the Banlands.

But he did nothing.

He was the one who gifted him an outdated version of the c00lgui for his 10th birthday.

*BEEP*

He was the one who didn't pay attention to c00lkidd when he disappeared to go set the pizzeria ablaze.

*BEEP*

Now, he's all alone. His sunshine is dead. What's the purpose of living now.

*BEEP*

He doesn't feel well, he has to go to house now. The ankle monitor had made that very clear from the start.

He slumped down at the couch. Staring blankly at the black screen of the off tv. There's nothing to watch. He'd already had rewatched his sons favorite tv show more times than he could remember.

He slowly went to his room. The drawer was still open, the razor was still there.

No, he can't keep living like this.

He can't keep living.

He has to do something about this.

Something.

Anything.

He took his phone. Texting everyone who showed an ounce of care towards him. 118o8, his cousin, 007e7, heck, even Elliot's number even though he had long been gone. He has to say goodbye. He can't leave without saying anything.

He hurriedly went to the bathroom. His steps messy, shaky, all over the place. He used the sink as a support so he could even stand still.

007n7 looked at the mirror. He looked at himself.

He couldn't even recognize who was staring back at him.

Hair messy, glasses broken, clothes dirty.

He can't even take care if himself. Not like he could anyway.

He has to go see his son. He has to go back to him now.

And for the first time in years. He rebooted his c00lgui, and typed in a command.

𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗱: 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝘄𝗻 𝗴𝘂𝗻

He stared at the screen. Does he wanna do this?

...

Why is he even asking, of course.

𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱.

Taking the gun and pointing it straight under his chin.

He stared at himself one last time, before firing.

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Now, he was left with the eerie quiet. His life flashing before his eyes. It was all so dull. Not as vibrant as he imagined.

It all ended in what felt like seconds. Expected, he didn't even make it to his 30s.

007n7 wasted his life being a burden on everyone around him.

He ignored the pleads of his cousin telling him it wasn't the right path. He ignored his 118o8's advice. Hell, he even went with his hacking further and further instead of listening even once.

He was feared, hated.

And that was all he deserved.

"Oh dear, look at you."

...

Huh?

"Ah, where are my manners? Allow me to introduce myself. My name is The Spectre."

...

Is God talking to him? No it can't be. Roblox is their god. Well, that's what robloxia thinks. He's never heard of some "The Spectre" or anything.

"Now, let me propose a deal. Mortal soul. You wish to see your son?"

".. Yes, I do."

"Expected. Well, what if I say, that you can see him again?"

...

It can take his son out the Banlands? Impossible it can't be! That place is guarded heavily by the admins and the lower ranking and it has some of the most feared exploiters in robloxia! Even the 1x1x1x1..

"You seem.. Hesitant. Do you think that I won't be able to? Well, if you accept to do me a small favour, you shall see your son! How does that sound mortal flesh?"

If it's just a small favour to see his light, then what's the big deal? It can't do any harm.

"Now, do you accept?"

"Yes! Yes of course I do! Just please, take me to where my son is."

"Of course my dear, of course."

The eerie voice ended with a chuckle, weird. But who cares! If it means he can see his son again then he'll do anything.

And in a matter of seconds, 007n7 felt his body stretch, the air around him felt heavy, like extra weight has been put on his shoulders, and he felt himself blackout.

Opening his eyes again, he found himself in a dark place. There were mountains far, a hill, a tall glass building, and some other stuff he couldn't really pin point as to what it is.

He should go look around, maybe his son is hiding somewhere here?

007n7 slowly explored the area. This place felt, odd. He heard some screams, enough to make him jump, like literally jump.

"Fiddlesticks.. " he muttered.

Using any other word except curses became a habit after he adopted c00lkidd.

He continued his march around the place until he stumbled over someone. Soldiers uniform, blue hair.. A guest? Wait, it's guest 1337!

What was he doing here though? Didn't he die or something from the bacon war?

Oh great, Guest noticed him and now was walking towards him.

"Oh hey there! New guy huh?"

...

"Uh.. Yeah.. Aren't you supposed to be dead though?.. "

"Oh you know me? Have we met before..?"

"Ah, no.. Y'know, you're Guest 1337! Like, the guy who died saving guests..? They built a statue of you in the main server of roblox.. And basically everybody knows you!"

"Ah yes.. Well, may I ask you name?"

...

Frick he's asking for his name! Once he figures out he's a hacker.. Or, a retired one. He'll run away! Or whatever soldiers do..

"Hello..? Are you there sir..?"

Dang he spaced out again.

"Sorry, my name is 007n7. Nice to meet you! Or, in person that is.."

Guest chuckled, what's so funny? And just noticing, this guy was pretty cheerful.. He didn't really expect a soldier to be one of the joyous type.

"Well, since you're new here, I'll guide you. Just stick to me, 'kay?"

007n7 silently nodded in return.

Both of them walked around for a bit. He met up with other people. A Robloxian named Noob, they were pretty scared of him though. And, oh god. It's him. Elliot.

They both stared at each other. All words coming from the soldier drowned away.

What is 007n7 gonna do now? What is Elliot even doing here? He seemed so uncomfortable. Well not like he could blame him. Heck, 007n7 was too!

A guy who has been missing for over a year back in one piece staring at him?

007n7 was brought back by a gentle shake of his shoulder.

"Hey, we have to get going now. We have to find the others!"

..

"There's more?.. "

"Oh, yea! Sadly."

Sadly..? What's going on here? He just realized he didn't even get an explanation of what is this place.

"Hey, Elliot could you do me a favour and quit staring at our new teammate to go help the others?"

Guest said with a chuckle.

Oh yeah, 007n7 was here to do a favour of some sorts. Well whatever.

Elliot left rather quickly in the opposite direction. Leaving 007n7 with Noob and Guest.

They all walked around doing generators. Well, Noob and guest were the ones doing them. He just stood and watched. Useless, as always.

He put his hands in the pockets of his hands. Huh? There's something in his right pocket.

Pulling it out, 007n7 found.. An outdated copy of the c00lgui? Well, maybe he could use it to his advantage. It can't do much though, this old thing can just teleport him and make clones.

Well whatever, maybe he could see where he is?

Booting up the c00lgui, he got a picture of the full map on his screen.

He tried doing everything, from using asking the c00lgui to tell him where he is to just straight up punching the c00lgui to try and get it to stir back to working well.

Guess he's stuck here. Lovely.

".. Hey, what's that...?"

He slightly jumped. Oh, it was just noob.

"It's just a copy of my hacks.. It does nothing, useless."

Noob seemed unsure of him. Great, this guy also knows about his past doesn't he?

".. Hey buddy, I don't hurt people. Neither did I try to do that in my teens. So, don't be.. Scared of me."

Noob stared at 007n7 for a while before slowly nodding. A small smile on their face.

"Seems like you guys are getting along! Well, it's almost time."

Yeah.. He did notice a ticking of a clock coming out of nowhere. Noob seemed relieved, so it must be a good thing that's gonna come after this?..

Guest had left 007n7 and Noob alone shortly after. He said it's to inform the others of his coming or something.

Noob began sharing small talk with 007n7. Explaining what this place is. They talked about killers, and what some of the "survivors" or in what 007n7 sees as normal people do. He knew some of them the others he didn't. Such as Two time or Chance. Well they sound like nice people.

The ticking of the clock got louder and louder. And shortly after, the same sensation of teleportation came, and 007n7 was teleported to a cabin. A much more cosy atmosphere to that of the place he was in.

007n7 stood up. He noticed an exit for the cabin. Some fresh air at least, or maybe even an escape from this place. But he can't leave yet. He has fo find his son first, then he can go.

As he was leaving he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to find that Chance guy or whatever their name is.

"Heya pal! Nice to meet you! I'm Chance." He introduced themselves with a excessively loud voice.

".. Hey, I'm 007n7 nice to meet you too."

007n7 took Chance's already lent out hand and shook.

A nice guy overall. At least there are some people who treat him normally out here.

He soon left. Trying to ignore the intense stares of some of the people there.

007n7 noticed a dock facing a lake with a nice view. Calm, maybe enjoyable even.

He slowly walked up to the lake before sitting down on the wooden planks.

It was nice to say the least. The calm air gently hitting his face was refreshing. The calm sounds of rustling trees made the feel nicer. He'll stay here for a while longer before he goes back to the cabin.

He closed his eyes. A bit of rest won't hurt. He never got to have any back in robloxia anyway.

"Hey, I got you food. "

"Fuucc- Fiddlesticks!"

007n7 could've sworn he almost fell into the lake. He quickly turned around to find. Oh, Elliot. He looked at him like he was trying to hold in a laugh and keep an indifferent face. He had a plate with two slices of pizza on it. Looks like the one back from Builders.

"... Thanks, I appreciate it."

007n7 slowly took the slice from Elliot before turning back to the scenery upfront. The ex-hacker already knew he wouldn't eat this. He can't eat it, he doesn't deserve to eat it. Guess Elliot knew from the face he showed and how slim he was. He already sat next to him. Knees up his chest, watching the view.

007n7 was smart enough to know his intentions, but whatever. He'll just eat this and throw it up later on.

He took a bite out of the pizza. This was.. C00lkidds favorite. He stared at the pizza. Watching it for what probably had been a minute or two. God he was already struggling not to cry.

And great, Elliot noticed too. 007n7 can feel how uncomfortable he is. Lovely.

".. Hey, you good..?"

"Yea yea I'm fine the pizza is just way too hot."

He excused, before continuing to eat the pizza.

By the time he reached the second slice Elliot was gone, thank roblox..

Standing up, 007n7 hurriedly went to the main cabin. Quietly tiptoeing to the kitchen to place the left over pizza. Then marching up the stairs to the bathroom.

He hopes he isn't too loud. Everyone seems to be asleep, or he was just guessing from how empty it was.

007n7 opened the door of the bathroom, quietly locking it behind him, and forcing everything he ate out. He washed his hands after, quietly leaving and going back to the living room or what seemed like one. He sat on the couch. Resting his head on the back rest.

Slowly falling asleep.

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007n7 felt someone or something watching them. He slowly rubbed and fluttered his awake to see Two Time looking over him.

Watching him with their dead eyes. It always creeps him out.

Two time noticed the exploiter had awoken from his slumber.

"One of thy graceful Admins requests you awake. It is yet time for another treacherous round."

...

"I see, one shall see himself at the docks. Call if needed presence."

007n7 always had a habit of copying the way anybody talks when directly spoken to. It was.. Unique, to say the least.

He slowly got up. Stretching out his limbs to adjust. He had noticed the same bird guy eyeing him down. Not like he wasn't used to it, it's just.. He seemed familiar. Like he had seen him before somewhere.

Maybe they met back in Roreality? Well, only roblox would truly tell I guess.

"Hey! Uh.. I'm.. Don't you recognize me from somewhere..?"

"Ah! Yes I do?.. Also uhh your name is Shedletsky I believe? Hope I didn't forget haha..."

God and he came up to talk to him. This is getting awkward quick..

"Yes! Yes! Well,, long time no see! What's up with the new hairdo by the way?.."

"Oh! You mean the longer hair? Well I never really got the time to cut it because of a.."

God the memories of c00lkidd are flooding back in.

"Hey! It's alright if you.. Don't wanna talk about it.."

"No! No! It's just I couldn't get around to cut it because of a.. Personal, matter."

The memories were slowly creeping up. The house he barely got around to clean. The missing posters of c00lkidd or just anything related to his son hanged all over the house. Covering all the walls in a shallow attempt to try and remember him. The floors dirty with either take out or alcohol bottles.

It was disgusting.

He was disgusting.

"Well.. I think it looks stylish with the blonde highlights! Or whatever.."

Shedletskys words brought him back to reality.

"Oh! The blonde "highlights" is actually my natural hair.. I never got around to dye it back either. Well thanks! I really appreciate your sweet words."

"No problem! Well I'll see myself off now.. The round is starting soon and I gotta stock up on my chicken! Cya around Seven."

Well he could hear the clock ticking down so I guess it means it's time for another one of these rounds.

He still doesn't understand what's going on. No offense, but Noobs explanation on the whole ordeal was absolute shit. They explained some stuff about killers so he's terrified of that. They also did spill some names of so called killers but they seemed to feel nervous about mentioning another.

Maybe 007n7 was just overthinking it. Yea, he definitely is.

And in a flash his vision warped and blackened.

Spawning in an unfamiliar map. He noticed a generator nearby. He heard from Guest it's useful to do them or something like that. So might as well get the hang of it.

Slowly connecting the wires one by one he reached the generator to completion. Well, that wasn't do bad! He can get used to this!

Moving on to find another one of those generators he found Noob on the way. Amazing!

"Hey.. 007n7! How's the second going for you currently..?"

"Eh I mean it's fine?.. Not that bad."

Noob nodded in approval before going on their way to find generators he assumed.

Well guess 007n7 shouldn't follow anybody just because he feels very intensely watched currently. Just tough it out.

Finding another generator he began to work on it when he heard footsteps. He brushed it off as another survivor.

Yet, the louder the footsteps got, the faster his heart began to race.

And by the time 007n7 decided to look up. He was met with a machete to his torso.

His screams were heard all over the map. Who knew he could scream so loud?

Fresh Blood seething out of his waistband and arm having a deep wound that cut through the fabric of his sleeve. He ran as fast as he could.

Is this the favor that "Spectre" thing was talking about? God, it hurts. It hurts so much. Is anybody gonna even help him?

His knees were on the verge of failing him. His arm was about to fall.

Ah! A corner! He could turn and throw a clone that'll fool the guy.

Quickly putting his plan into action, he turned a sharp corner before going a complete other direction and hiding.

Nobody was trailing behind him. Thank god.. He escaped!

007n7 was panting, heavily breathing, sweating all over.

That retched smell of copper from the flowing blood was throwing him off. But he can't complain just yet. He can never complain actually. He's here to get his son back.

Not to play around.

Even if it tore him apart.

The light of the moon had stopped casting its bright light on 007n7. Curious, he looked up. He wished he never did.

Maybe closing his eyes was better.

Nothing would stopped the fatal blow of a machete straight to his frontal lobe.

Sharp pain jolted through all parts of his body. Until he felt numb, and blacked out.

He was back at the cabin. The same cabin he felt safe at. Or.. Not.. Completely.

God, he can barely hold himself up.

He tumbled to the floor. His breathing got heavier. He felt himself as if he was suffocating.

007n7 backed himself up into a wall. Holding his chest in a shallow attempt to calm down or feel just a tiny sense of comfort.

His heart was beating faster and faster by the second. It hurts. It hurt so bad.

His vision got blurrier and blurrier. He can see the figures of the rest of the survivors at the table. Maybe they would help him.

No, no. They can't.

Dizziness is creeping up at him. The sweat isn't helping him either, just making him even more stressed.

...

"... Hey! ..... "

Muffled sounds of what seems to be the survivors attempt to speaking to him.

He's getting even more uncomfortable.

This is pathetic.

"... Hey! Hey! Listen to me!... "

He saw a figure slowly approaching him before they kneeled to his level.

"Deep..... Breathes!.. "

...

"C'mon!"

The people watching him weren't helping either.

He screwed his eyes shut. Trying to at least just focus on his breath.

Slowly breathing in through his nose. And breathing out from his mouth. The moment felt like an eternity for 007n7 although it must've been minutes for the rest.

Speaking of the rest. Their voices a tad bit more clearer and so did his vision. Builderman ordering Elliot to grab a cup of water for him.

"Feeling better now? "

...

007n7 turned to his right to see Guest awaiting an answer.

"I... Guess. "

"First round really did a number on ya didn't it? "

Builderman spoke. 007n7 didn't bother to answer. Well, it was pretty clear wasn't it?

Noob ran, in panicking as soon as they saw 007n7. Immediately falling to his side and holding up his arms into theirs.

"Oh! Seven! Are you okay?!"

"Yea, I'm fine. Thanks Noob."

007n7 stood up with the help of Guest and Noob.

"Rest is essential after a predicament like that! One recommends rest for the other! "

Two Time advised.

007n7 slowly walked over to the couch. Before laying down. He was still pretty dizzy from it all but ignoring would just ultimately be better in his case. He didn't want to trouble the others further.

He closed his eyes. Maybe he won't have to go through another restless night.

And among the slumber of 007n7, the survivors began their chit-chatter.

"Well, that was surely something."

Shedletsky remarked.

"We just gotta make sure we introduce him properly to the killers. I mean, none of us told him how this works no?"

"I-i explained! Or.. Tried to.. "

In the discussion of the teammates. Devising a plan or whatever teammates talk about. Elliot sat by 007n7.
He was tasked to look out for the ex-exploiter with Guest and Chance. Noob was way too reckless to take care of someone. Well, so was chance but whatever.

He stared at 007n7 who was currently asleep as of now. His long hair or just longer than what he was used to, tied into a half up half down. More messier and all over the place.

It reminded him of 007n7 in the past. Just more.. At peace. And without the blonde hair of course. Seeing him like that felt as if all the years of hacking he spent were just a mere dream Elliot lived through.

The freezing cold of the water had traveled up to his hands. It stung, pulling him out of the trance Elliot was in.

The survivors have gone back to normal. As in Noob not frantically panicking and overthinking about 007n7 dying. And Guest having to comfort them and reassure them that he won't while having to cook dinner for everyone. Being a father with a wife and daughter sure does come with advantages. Shedletsky and Builderman thinking about what to do next when The hacker woke up. And chance just leaning on a wall nearby taking it all easily. Two time watching 007n7 in the distance, creepily...

Elliot set the glass of water down. Grabbing s blanket before slowly setting it a top of 007n7.

Leaving to go help Guest on setting dinner for everyone.

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007n7 woke up to the rather lively cabin. Everyone at the table happily eating and sharing stories from their pasts. It was nice. Seeing them all relaxed and not having to see one their dead bodies on the ground with the wounds signaling whatever horror had happened to them by the hands of the killers. A change of pace he appreciated.

A nice view and a calm atmosphere will be just what he needs.

Quietly leaving the main cabin as in to not disturb his teammates meal.

He breathed in the oak scented air around him.

When, the rustling of leaves was heard. 007n7 assumed it to be the bushes or the rustling leaves of the trees. But a figure in the distance soon appeared.

Squinting his eyes to take a better look as if his glasses weren't doing a good job at helping him see.

Oh! It was.. Another admin? What was his name again... Ah! Yes! Dusekkar! What was he doing here? Are they saved?

Dusekkar seeming to notice the exploiter, floated towards him.

"May one ask where they may be situated? I was in deep slumber in my home when I was brought here."

007n7 stared at him before quickly going to the survivors to inform the coming of a new victim.

The team heard the loud steps of someone when the hacker came in to view infront of the table.

"007n7! What's u-"

Shedletsky was cut off by the frantic explanation of the newcomer

"I-i theres a new guy!! He's outside!! Now!!!"

He didn't have time to name who. But it was enough for the rest to understand and get up following behind 007n7.

Coming to a halt to catch his breath. The father moved out of the way for the survivors to see.

"MATT?!"

Shedletsky basically screamed. Before running over to hug his co-worker.

"Don't go stressin em out too much."

Builderman came to his side.

007n7 watched the rather sweet (?) Interaction between the three. He wondered if barging into their dinner was a good idea though.

"Well, thanks for tellin us Seven."

"Ah! No problem! "

He waved his hands in dismissal. Seeing that his presence is no longer needed he decided to hang out in his favorite place. The docks.

Though he needs some stuff to wind down.

Quietly scooting away from the group. He quickly walked over to his cabin. Or well ran to his cabin. Didn't help that his was the farthest one from all of the others.

Builderman claimed it to be a 'safety measure' or whatever.

Going in and reaching for the drawer by his bedside. He opened it to reveal a box of cigarettes, a lighter, and another item he would rather not disclose. He'll come back to it. He always did.

Grabbing the pack and the lighter. 007n7 left for the docks. Sitting down and lighting one. Bringing the lighted object to his mouth and taking a huff of it. The taste was intoxicating but it gave him a sense of freedom. Relaxation even.

He'll stop next week. If he even could tell when will next week arrive.

"Seven!!"

Chance called for him from afar.

"Introduction!!"

One word was enough for 007n7 to understand. He should just introduce himself by name and quickly leave. Maybe even ask one of the admins to take off this goddamned ankle monitor he had on.

He put the cigarette out on his arm. Throwing it out. It hurt, but it'll be fine soon.

Walking up the steps of the porch and walking in to the main cabin. The chatter quieted down and some turned to stare at him.

007n7 watched in confusion before muttering.

"I'm here.. For the introduction?..."

He looked at Chance. Confusion still plastered on his face.

"Oh right! We already introduced ourselves so.."

Shedletsky spoke. Going over to the hackers side before pulling him in to be with the group.

"Matt.. This is 007n7!!"

...

"I recognize thy from somewhere.. The hacker?.. One recalls... A blonde look. Not a.. This.. And wasn't his name c00lkidd? Or was that just a label to conceal ones identity?"

...

"Ah.. Yea that was just a nickname I used.."

Chance hurriedly came over to his side before saying in a bit too excited tone.

"Seven was blonde?!"

Guess he imagined how that would look.. Noob chimed in throwing in a few compliments. 007n7 appreciated that. He appreciated them being by his side.

He felt a pair of eyes watching him. Well everyone was watching him but those just stood out to him. Or just stood out to his senses.

He looked up before turning his head to the right. Meeting eyes with Elliot. And in a moment, like a snap of his fingers. Everything went blank and it was just him and the pizza boy. His tail was swaying side to side. Was he excited? Eh, who knows? He doesn't even understand his own tail. He could feel his spider noob moving around atop his burger accessory. Probably frantic or panicking. And after what felt like and eternity, Elliot was.. Chuckling?

He was confused, of course. I mean who would just begin chuckle out of nowhere?

He smiled. Elliot's chuckle was contagious. Most definitely.

He grabbed his hat to check up on his spider noob.

It frantically raised its legs as a way to communicate and spun around. Only 007n7 seemed to understand it. Well giving the sense that it was a projection of his emotions.

"Ouh! What is that magical creature one owns?"

Two Time asked curiosily.

"Oh! This is just spider noob. It doesn't bite."

He noticed the rest have already busied themselves with whatever activity they could do.

Two time had asked a few more questions about the creature mostly if it could be used during rounds or be useful in any shape. Nothing important.

Seeing as the kitchen was empty. 007n7 placed his hat back on his head minding his horns before waving goodbye to Two Time and leaving to get a small snack. He always liked to eat something small.

Resorting to a cold pizza on the counter he sat down on the stairs far from the rest. Taking small bites once in a while. It was good. Not like he has anything nice to say about a cold pizza. It was finished before he knew it. He was satisfied enough.

Should I go for another round at the docks again? Or do I go back to sleep? 007n7 thought to himself. He should just close his eyes for a bit here. He isn't too tired anyway.

He fell asleep right then and there. Lovely.

And as the lights of the cabin turned off and some departing to their cabins to rest on uncomfy beds. 007n7 was left on the stairs leaning on the hardwood walls. Softly breathing, his hair down resting on his shoulders. The hair tie he used for his hair on his wrist.

Chance deemed him 'too comfortable on the stairs' to move him somewhere so he won't wake up sore. Guest had offered to help but was called by dusekkar to help him move some stuff. And the rest couldn't just pick him up. Not like he was heavy or anything. Shedletsky had 100℅ been able to pick him up. I mean a 3000 year old retired god? But guess he isn't that comfortable with that.

Elliot now stood infront of the sleeping figure. Why does he always end up having to interact with this guy?

Now what can he do. I mean he can't just leave him be on the stairs.. Well he can but he would feel guilty and wouldn't be able to sleep.

He spent a few minutes thinking. Ah! Right! He could just wake him up and tell him to go back to his cabin!

Leaning down and on the verge of waking him up. He noticed his face.

Ugh. Way too peacefully sleeping to be woken up.

With no second thought he scooped up the hacker into his arms. Going down the steps worried with extra weight added.

Gently placing him on the couch and covering him with the blanket from last time.

Elliot felt proud he helped another survivor in need. Well not technically in need but he didn't really want anyone to have sore joints mid round.

Ending the day there.

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007n7 has grown used to this place. How long has he been stuck here? Days? Months? years? He had to keep trying. He had to keep trying to see his son. That entity promised he would.

But he can't lie to himself for an even longer period. He's growing tired, insane even. Sleepless nights had caught up to him. Not like he didn't have any sleep when he was still alive. It's just, they made his eye bags worse.

He stayed even more cooped up in his cabin. He doesn't want to be alone. He never did. But the feeling of being a bother for the others and him from communicating for just a little while with the other survivors made it impossible. It's either the dock, or his personal cabin as a choice of stay.

Some teammates approache him and begin small talk. 007n7 only saw it as pity.

Yes, it feels nice being taken as an actual Robloxian instead of a killer. But he's seen that look in Shedletskys eyes when he calls him for dinner or sits beside him down the dock and talk about his past in the HQ.

That disgusting, wretched look of pity.

007n7 doesn't need it. He never did. Why does he even deserve it?

Noob is also quite the nice one. He sees him more as his child or whatever. He's a sweet kid. He doesn't deserve to be trapped in hell. 007n7 occasionally goes to comfort Noob after a tough round. They always seemed shaken up. Which the hacker gets. I mean, who wouldn't be? The ex-exploiter also usually talks with Noob. Anything that comes to mind really.

Chance is good I guess. They doesn't really speak to him as much. They do hang out together. Chance usually taps in with 007n7 drinks in hand. Usually when Noob said "I quit drinking for good!" But comes back a while for a drink. 007n7 isn't that much of a drinker himself. So he resorts to smoking a cigarette while Chance rambles on between sips. They both usually lose their filter though. Saying stuff that they definitely wouldn't want to be saying. But everyone needs some sorts of escape no?

Guest is a respectful man. For someone so popular he's quite humble. He likes that. Guest goes around to check up on people. Sometimes alone, sometimes with Elliot. 007n7 noticed how Elliot would take a few steps back as to not be really close to him. He doesn't blame him though.

Staying in the same place for quiet a while does make someone bored as well as some other stuff. The ex-exploiter remembers the time he decided to go venture off into the dark forest nearby. He was missing for two whole rounds until he came back a random day. Builderman had decided that the forest was a dangerous place and blocked it after.

Dusekkars arrival it had one not participate in rounds. Which was a great. It gave people a bit of time to rest alone. 007n7 used that time to it's extent to say the least.

His relationship between him and Elliot didn't strive towards the better either. Or that's what he thinks. They've never really interacted with each other unless during matches when he asks Elliot for a pizza he never deserved. Or when delivering items. The pizza boy gives him a confused look whenever he does so. 007n7 never waited for an answer from them though. Hearing his voice would just make him ache more. Every time they encounter each other he just feels a weird sense in his stomach. It felt nice. Something inviting. Something telling him to be better and talk with Elliot more. Heck, even be near him just for a bit. But he can't do that. He can never do that.

He doesn't need more pain. Even if it's from the person he hurt the most.

Elliot weirdly does come over sometimes to talk. Sometimes about their pasts because they've shared the most out of any of the survivors. It brings him a sense of comfort. Sometimes they circle until they reach the time c00lkidd went missing. It brings down the mood each time.

Pathetic.

007n7 sat at the docks. His reflection on the water stared back at him. He couldn't even recognize who it was. It looked so much like him... Before. Before all of this, before c00lkidd. The time he was still with Noli. His dear.

Guilt washed over him. He can feel himself beginning to tear up. He failed again and again and again. Until the one thing that made him feel true love vanished.

He misses him he really did.

His tail wrapped around one of his legs. A false sense of comfort. He brought his arms closer. Giving himself a hug. Oh just to be in someone's arms. How lovely.

He should try to go to sleep. He was awake here for too long. Someone might see him.

007n7 can't bear to talk with anyone. He can never be able to.

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hey guys mb that this isnt an actual ch but i have to announce that im gonna rewrite or edit some of the chs!!

this is mostly cuz a ton of lore for 7n7 has been added since the 2time rework n ive been trying to make this fic closer to canon w/ some of my hcs n how i view the characters! yes this is gonna be focused on 007n7 but ill try to include the characters more!

characters like 118o8 and 007e7 may be mentioned in the story as well as some skins for example the lulu skin for elliot and some of the characters from the last guest movie! admins that have yet to be added to the game or that wont will also be mentioned maybe

slow updates maybe but i doubt since summer break n stuff! (i cant confirm that i will do fast upd)

anywho hope u do well on ur exams n ill make sure to inform u guys when possible!! (mostly will be written here)

note: the fic will sadly not progress until all the earlier ch r updated! sorry :(

this ch will be deleted after the updating process is done!

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ch1 (updated! )
ch2 (updated! )
ch3 (updated! )
ch4 (updated!)
ch5 (updated!)

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hi guys so i migghhhttt give up on this fic,,,, im not sure thoo,,, if i dont ill probs end it quicker so the writing might feel rushed💔💔 apologies apologies,,,