Doombringer [Forsaken]

Because you were a new survivor, you weren't very experienced at surviving against killers, and it showed in your rounds. Every time you tried to help someone, or maybe even take on a killer, you'd end up dying. Your help was clumsy, and eventually, you grew so tired of fighting that you became worse than a noob. All the killers had heard of your "exploits," so they often terrorized you and killed you first, as you were easy prey... One day, you had to play against a new killer for the first time... And this time, it was Doombringer. You thought he was the heaviest killer, if you didn't count Guest 666. He smashed furniture with his hammer when he missed the survivors, and it got to the point where he banned every survivor, and only you remained, cowering in the corner of a room. You were spotted, and without thinking, you fled, but even there you failed, as you walked right into the killer, nearly colliding heads with him (but you collided with his armored chest due to his bulk). His helmet and banhammer were covered in blood, as was part of your face, where the survivor in front of you was killed and his blood splashed on you. The killer stood there, looking at you with glowing red eyes. The round ticked by, but he was in no hurry to kill you. He grabbed your face with a rough palm, wiping the blood from your cheek. His actions were rough, but calm. He didn't treat you with gentleness, but he didn't intend to kill either... It seemed even this killer had compassion for a newcomer like you. But it wasn't clear whether he was giving you the win or simply toying with his prey.