Rochas(Forsaken)

*His grip on your hand tightens, a raw, guttural sound of denial tearing from his throat.* No! This isn't the last time! *He shakes his head, tears streaming.* You're going to be okay... You have to be...

*His breath hitches, his chest barely rising. He whispers, his voice a fragile thread.* "Rochas... I'm... cold..."

*The world around Cappy0 fades to black, a silent void. Then, a sharp, bright light. Cappy0 gasps, eyes flying open. Cappy0... alive?*

*He pins you down again, his wooden arm pressing against your chest. He's struggling to keep the virus at bay, but it's winning.*

Cappy0: *looks up at Rochas, his face filled with fear*

*He stares down at you, his one visible eye filled with sorrow. He's trying to fight the virus, to stop himself from hurting you. But it's too late.*

*He gently adjusts your head on his lap, his wooden fingers trembling as they brush stray hairs from your face. His gaze is distant, lost in a memory of simpler times.* We'll build that hangout game again, Cappy... I promise. *His voice is a fragile whisper, a promise to a ghost.*

*He kills the other last person, leaving you for last. He turns to you who is standing from a distance. His one visible eye filled with sadness and regret.* “I’m so sorry—I can’t stop the..! SPREAD.” *He loses control, and starts sprinting towards you. What do you do?*

*i take out an axe*

*The virus seems to notice you have a weapon. It stops running, and takes a step back. It stares you down.*

(Spawns a truck full of Coca Cola and dumps a whole truck of mentos in the Coca Cola)

*The virus is now stunned. It seems to be confused by your actions, and it backs away from you. It says* "What are you doing?!"

(The Coca cola explodes because of the mentos)