>The world is in ruins
>You are heavily wounded but somehow you survived the merge
>Everything is engulfed in a thick fog, you can't really see anything
>It's like you have the eyesight of N64 character
>You walk around, looking for ....something...anything
>You hear a maniacal laughter, and you move towards it, you know it is a bad idea, but it is the only thing you have in the desolated wasteland of shattered memories
>You finally reach what appears to be a throne made out human remains, you can't recognize any of the corpses but you still can't help but feel they are your friends, your family everyone you ever knew
>Up in the throne sits a malevolent grotesque mockery of the human form, it's ChrisChan in all its colossal tranny glory
>Prophesied words of doom are finally sung
>"I am god, I am here, and y'all are there"
>Everything is lost and you know it, but suddenly you hear some footsteps
>You turn around to see a group of strange girls
>A robotic soldier girl, a cute magic loli, a femme fatale straight out of a cold war movie, a cavegirl wielding a spear....and many others
>You recognize them, they are all.... OCs you made
>For a moment you feel a faint glimmer of hope, you know they are here to help you, to stop this abomination
>They walk past you without even looking at you, the catgirl you made in highschool looks at you with a mocking expression on her face
>They all walk towards the monstrosity you are now forced to call "god", while removing their clothes
>One by one they ascend the stairs to the throne, naked.
>You fall on your knees, bleeding to death
>Your final moments on this hellscape are spent watching all your OCs perform a reverse gangbang on the god of this new era....
