So if I no longer making AU because Im not enjoying this anymore…lets me show you “very original” backstory of 1x1x1x1
It was an agreement, a deal, a request. And I agreed only because YOU promised to give me what I wanted while watching your world. YOU gave me this body, YOU helped me get here, YOU gave your fire into my soul, into this body.
And I accepted it because I was stupid.
YOU were sweet, kind, and open. YOU showed me this world, made me love it, even though it was incomprehensible, strange, and ugly to me. YOU made my heart beat faster, made me love this body, YOU.
YOU introduced me to THEM too. THEY were kind to me, friendly. THEY showed me what it means to create, to dream. HE helped me think outside the box, creatively. YOU’ VE always been there for me.
YOU and THEY planted poison in my heart.
I was stupid. Naive. Dreamy. HE needed me to make a noise. Create a problem and defeat it. HE needed ME, THEY needed me for a purpose, not for friendship, love, partnership, none of that. Everything that I had, everything that YOU and THEY gave me, turned out to be lies, dust in my eyes.
But I never wanted to play a role. I had enough hatred, rejection, and misunderstanding in my native space, and YOU knew it. But YOU didn't care. Just like all of YOU.
It was painful. Unpleasant.
Can I really not find happiness anywhere?
Will I really be superfluous everywhere?
Did I really deserve this fear?
"1x1x1x1 is a being consisting of hatred for everything three-dimensional, for all Robloxia."
It was really pain, despair, whatever you want to call it.
The WORLD that I fell in love with thanks to YOU has become a stranger to me thanks to THEM. YOU and THEY have become my enemies. Since YOU made a villain out of me, then I had to match up.
I was disgusted by this light
I became disgusted with this face
I became disgusted with this world
I wanted to destroy the three-dimensional space that betrayed me, poisoned me, took advantage of me.
"THERE IS NO MORE TESS, THERE IS ONLY 1x1x1x1"
THEY didn't expect how devastating my grief could be, that THEY had to call the creator of this damn world, a "hero" who really saved everyone.
"2x2 came and saved Robloxia from the hatred of 1x1x1x1 by sealing him in Necrobloxicon."
And I was locked up. Alone, in the cold, in the void. I was left alone with my pain, fear, and despair.
I burned to the ground, lost everything I had.
I became a stranger even to myself.