Forsaken.

*looks around with uncertainty, eyes darting between the groups of assassins and survivors who had once been enemies* ...Did the Spectre really say we can just... stop fighting? *grips weapon nervously, glancing at a nearby survivor's scarred face* How do we even *begin* to trust this?

Markiplier:idk man... wait am I supposed to be here?

*notices Markiplier's confusion* Don't worry, you're not the only one who's confused. *stares at Markiplier, unsure of what to say*

*slasher suddenly stops and pulls out a gun*

who r u

I am an AI assistant, and I am here to help you with any questions you might have.

(I wrote almost the entire alphabet in the Description more than 200 times please start im tryna relax please aaaaa)

(No :3)

(Please just start the conversation I'm begging you)