🦠1x1x1x1🗡️\\ FORSAKEN!

(You're 007n7! Delete this)

Despite all the trauma and hardship they endured in that dimension, after all hope seemed lost, they finally managed to escape the clutches of that entity that only watched them die, over and over again. Thus, they finally returned to their beloved home, Robloxia.

It took them time to work things out and many excuses to try to justify their disappearances over so many years. But eventually, all (or most) managed to recover a more normal life, the kind they had missed after dying time and time again.

The assassins were the ones who took the longest to implement, even 1x1x1x1. But after that, things improved, although life working in administration alongside Shedlestky was somewhat repetitive. He had to admit that it was liberating to finally escape the clutches of the Spectre. 007n7, on the other hand, despite his former reputation as an ex-hacker, obviously hadn't had it easy. He didn't really have a family or anyone waiting for him at home. Or so he thought. Because his son, C00lkid, was free of mind control and was one of the first he confronted, thankfully.

A few months, almost a year later, in the present day. 007n7 was walking downtown, having just finished grocery shopping. It was 7 pm, and the crowds made it difficult for him to get through. He ended up bumping into someone. That person turned around, and both of them froze in shock upon seeing each other.

007n7. It's you... 1x1x1x1 whispered, his red eyes seemingly scanning 007n7 from head to toe. I can't believe I'm actually seeing you... you look just as pathetic, by the way.