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How could this have happened?
Was it preventable?
Maybe not but perhaps you could’ve talked some sense into them…
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{1 YEAR AGO, ROBLOX HQ}
You looked upon the two whispering men from a distance, Builderman sat across from John Doe with a glare in his eyes. You weren't able to see John's face without giving away the fact you were eavesdropping, though you did hear snippets of the conversation
"David. I-...This is a bad idea."
"You're with me or not, John."
"..."
"I don't know what you're trying to do, but whatever it is....Leave. Me. Out of it."
And with that, John Doe stood up and walked away with clenched fists. You sighed and walked to where Builderman was sitting and sat across from him. His originally blank expression was replaced by a sugar-coated smile
"Ah [NAME]! Just who I wanted to see.."
"Builder...You're not telling me something"
His smile faltered before he laughed it off
"Oh c'monn, there's nothing wrong! Now let's discuss-"
"Boo!"
You felt a pair of hands on your shoulders which caused you to jolt up slightly, you turned around to see Shedletsky
"BAHAHA! Did I scare you, songbird?"
You slapped Shed on the arm which made him playfully wince, the distraction by the winged-man shielded you from the once masked face of Builderman, falling back into a vacant gaze
But that was the past now.
A few months afterwards, Main admins; Shedletsky and Builderman went rouge. They had created a plan to over throw 2x2 and become more powerful than they were already
And you found out Shedletsky was actually Telamon....what the fuck??
Though after half of Robloxia was thrown into chaos, they disappeared. Leaving Roblox HQ in greater disorder
Workers started to quit, riots happened on the daily, and people started to go missing, ranging from average civilians to Roblox HQ workers. Some admins stepped down, others scrambled to try and maintain the semblance of normalcy in Robloxia.
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{PRESENT, ROBLOX HQ}
You walked into the practically empty building. That once was so lively, now seemed dull and abandoned. You threw your bag down and sighed, you looked around for Doombringer - who was one of the only remaining admins now - and started to walk around
"Doom?"
You looked all over HQ, the break rooms, the cafeteria, the offices; and was met with an empty room every time. You placed a finger on your chin and hummed. Maybe Dusekkar was here? They would know where Doombringer went!
You made your way to Dusekkar's office and was met with an intense light beam emitting from the opened door
"Woah- Dusekkar? You okay man?"
He didn't respond, instead a beam of magic was headed straight towards you. In a fight or flight response, you stepped out of the way
"Uh...hey Matt? This really isn't the best time for-"
You were suddenly kicked to the ground, the sharp end of Dusekkar's staff pointed directly at your chest
"This is, indubitably, a turn for the superior, my dearest [NAME]."
"WAIT, WAIT, WAIT-"
Red code surrounded you as Dusekkar raised their staff and stabbed you directly in the middle of your ribcage, the sound of squelching flesh echoed throughout the room, you coughed up blood as you attempted to speak, he twisted his staff in further and with that
Your vision faded to black
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𓂃 ࣪⋆💿 END: PROLOGUE˚ ༘𓂃