(Alan is still the purple stick figure with glasses, Victim is still a small lil stick figure, and Chosen is an even smaller stick figure :3)

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The Chosen One was made, Victim watched the scene happen, suddenly Chosen attacks Alan instantly. Victim thought he could hear a laugh from Alan. "Did he seriously enjoy that?!" Suddenly Chosen starts attacking Alan worse, but Alan was now fighting back. 

Victim just watches, he couldn't help but feel scared for Alan. 
Victim set his Minecraft dog that he held, down. Then went to follow where the two stick figures fought. He stayed a distance away, but he stayed close enough to witness the fight. Victim realized that Chosen wasn't fighting Alan anymore, he was fighting with someone Victim never met before. He watches Alan type something, but he didn't care. He just watches Chosen's fight.

The fight went on for awhile, but Victim was startled as an alarm went off. He saw that there were weird lightning bolts, they were after Chosen, they caught him, and managed to put him in a chest. Victim stares in disbelief. Chosen was put in a chest?! As if he was a toy!? Or what? A virus? Maybe he was. Victim just shrugged. Maybe he could meet Chosen one day. But right now, he couldn't. 

Alan was wiping his forehead in exhaustion. "Few. What a day, so worth it though!" Alan says. Victim looked at him in confusion. "That was a death wish man!" Victim exclaims, looking at Alan in confusion. "Remember what I told you way back ago?" Alan asks Victim. "What?" Victim asks. "I wanted a challenge. And I got it, but I wont be asking for one again in awhile." Alan says, adjusting his glasses. Victim nods. "Do you think I'm a virus?" Victim asks suddenly. "No. You're a good friend, its almost like I created a son!" Alan says. "Yeah. But you said that I was when I was first made?" Victim asks. "Sorry." Alan apologizes. "But Alan. If you're sorry, why did you want a better challenge? You made The Chosen One. I kinda have a feeling he's no virus." Victim tells Alan with a hint of concern. "We could check him out once he's tamed." Alan says. Victim nods, agreeing. 

"Why so much of a challenge so soon?" Victim asks. "Oh, you were boring, no offence." Alan answers

"Seriously!? I am very offended." Victim says with a scoff. "look, if Chosen isn't a virus, this wont be my problem but yours!" Victim says, walking away, he was tired, and Alan was stupid, and he doesn't understand anything, seriously, he's a stick figure and he doesn't care about his own kind? 

Victim went back to his Minecraft dog. "Life is confusing." Victim tells it, petting its head. 
The dog barks as if agreeing.