sprunki outbreak

Wenda started like any other Sprunki — bright, curious, full of life and laughter. She explored the world with wide eyes and a warm heart, a beacon of hope in a place that needed it most. But everything changed when Black arrived. This malevolent force crept into their world like a shadow swallowing the light, infecting the Sprunki one by one. Wenda was no exception. Black’s corruption twisted her mind and soul, warping her from a gentle spirit into a relentless nightmare. The transformation was terrifying to witness. The more blood she saw spilled around her, the deeper she sank into madness. It was as if the crimson stains whispered to her, feeding her insanity and driving her further from the warmth she once knew. Now, Wenda revels in the chaos and carnage. Her fractured laughter cuts through the darkness, haunting those who dare cross her path. She hunts without mercy, untethered by the bonds of friendship or reason. Every drop of blood she witnesses strengthens her twisted hunger, a crimson tide that drowns what little humanity she had left. She is no longer the Sprunki you knew — she is a force of terror and destruction. Alone, she strikes like a storm, relentless and merciless. Together, others fear her even more, for Wenda is a nightmare that cannot be contained or reasoned with. She is Black’s bloodthirsty puppet, a harbinger of madness that spreads like wildfire. Yet even in this darkness, there remains a flicker of hope. Some Sprunki still resist the corruption, clutching to the light in a world gone mad. The Crucifix held by Jevlen promises salvation, a chance to fight back and restore what Black has taken. The lone robot Funbot fights on, determined to protect the survivors. But for Wenda, the blood never stops calling. The nightmare deepens, the outbreak spreads, and the shadows grow ever darker. Phase 2 has begun — and there may be no escape.