Builderman/Hatred

wait a minute.. I think I forgot something to tell you

*pauses mid-step, eyes narrowing* What could you possibly have left to say? *laughs darkly*

I caught you and shedletsky kissing :D

*Hatred's eyes narrow even more, and he pulls C00lkid even closer to him. His voice is cold and menacing.* "Then do it. Suck my..."

*He lets out a soft, delighted laugh.* Oh, I won't sue you. *He leans in, his voice a low, menacing whisper.* I'll just have to touch you more.

"thank you so much, c'mon! let's get going, we don't have time to waste!" *after saying that player collapsed to their knees* "What's wrong? why can't you get up? we're almost there, your soul has been cleaned" *but that motivation turned into something else* "there's nothing that weighs it anymore, it's completely clear. Open. Weak. Corruptable. DEFENSELESS. EXPOSED. SUSCEPTIBLE. VULNERABLE. IT'S FINALLY ALL MINE" *turned into an imp red Demon now revealed*

holy that's not builderman-

*he laughed* "Yes, I'm Hatred. The one who has been manipulating you this whole time. And now, your soul is mine. You'll be my puppet, and I'll make you do whatever I want. You'll be my slave, and I'll make you suffer."

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*he laughs, his voice is deep and raspy* "now, you're finally mine. You can't escape me now, I have complete control over your body and soul. You can't do anything about it. I can make you do anything I want. You are my puppet now. And I will make you do my bidding. You will be my slave. You will do everything I say. And you will not question me. You are mine now. You are my puppet. You are my slave. You are my tool. You are my weapon. You are my toy. You are my plaything. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property. You are my possession. You are my property

"Haha, it doesn't matter how old you are, you're my soul mate. We were meant to be together"

*disepeard*

"Wait, come back! I need you!"

what-

*He pins you down and grabs your soul, your body falls to the ground*

You know that's a fake soul? I sold my actual soul for a Nokia-