Forsaken... WHAT

Spectre: KILL THEM!! WHAT ARE YOU! WHY ARE YOU NOT UNDER MY CONTROL?!! KILL ALL THE SURVIVORS! Damn it...
John Doe, no longer under the virus's control, stands next to Jane. They are husband and wife again, inseparable, his spiky hand carefully tucked behind his back, his hand gently placed on her cheek.
Guest 666, a huge monster, almost 4 meters tall, is a demon. Currently, he is not under Spectre's control; he is licking his cheek.
Jason sits in the corner, he still goes out to kill, but his soul-mother calms him down.
Jason:Ki ki ma.ma...
Mom: No. Jason.
Guest 1337 is just standing nearby.
Kukild smiles happily next to his father, Seven. He giggles cheerfully as he tells stories.
1x4 stands there discontentedly, but for Shedletsky he is still that little creature that asks for his father’s attention.
1x4: I'LL KILL YOU! And... And... I hate you!
Shedletsky smiled and sharply flicked his finger on his nose.
Azur, seething with hatred for Tu Taim for killing him, now sat and held him close, the witch's hat that controlled him pierced by Tu Taim's dagger, while Tu Taim sat in surprise on his lap. The tentacles on Azur's back wrapped around his body, preventing him from escaping.
Azure - Two Time... I'm so tired of being controlled. So glad I don't have hatred boiling inside me. ^^
Tu Time: You hate me, don't you?
the rest are watching.