Mystery Man's P.O.V

It was always lonely being a villain. No friends. No love. But it was fun, and that was almost enough for me. It was fun scaring the players of One Life, what with challenges and all. Though every now and again, I'd be struck with a sudden sadness. The last time I'd had anyone be nice to me was talking to Yammy all those years ago. But I sense something... special in that Shubble player. I don't know what exactly, but she seems pretty nice and kindhearted. That's why I write to her. But do I know if she likes me? No. That kindess could all be a mask. She could be really nasty and I wouldn't know. She might toss out the letter as soon as she saw it in her letterbox. But something's telling me she would never do that. Today, I was gonna find out how she really thought. I was ready to know.

I felt that I didn't want to just straight up tell the address was gonna bring her to my base. But she would've been comfortable having a friend tell her, I was sure of it. And Yammy was the only person who knew my location, but of course, she'd never dared to come since my game kept crashing. Since I... I'd killed someone. 

Flashback

The blood was on my hands and all over my sword. My armour stinked terribly of it. There it was under my foot. The dead body. I didn't see the zombie in front of me had died, and I'd accidentally stabbed some random dude. Yammy walked around the corner, Lauren next to her. They froze as soon as they'd seen me over the body. They made no noise. That was until Yammy spoke. "Ace... what have you done?" she asked (I was known as Ace before Mystery Man).

"I-I..." I couldn't speak. But seeing the fear on the girls' faces made me run. I ran from the small village, never to even think about that place again until... well... more people came along and season one of One Life began. I wanted to be part of it. So my corrupted mind decided I was. Just in a different way to everyone else.

I felt a tear trickle down my cheek as I wrote the letter to Shubble in my flowing handwriting. I missed them all. But after my crime, I knew I could never go back.