Inner Torment

"State your name, age, and occupation. Introduce yourself."
"Um... My name is Gary. I'm in my twenties and I'm a supply collecter for my colony. I like basketball and I'm also pretty athletic. Let me think... Oh yeah! I hold the record for the longest survival time. Meaning I've survived in the Backrooms longer than anyone. I think my name is used as a placeholder in the M.E.G database as well. What to say next..."
"No need to say anything anymore. We have enough information."
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Footsteps could be heard in the room. A man had just entered. His face was covered in scars and he was critically injured. He looked around, nothing. The room was completely empty. The man suddenly felt excruciating pain, something was attacking him. The man turned around, only to be greeted by a grey, humanoid figure.
"The room is nice, don't you think? I like the style. It could do with some furniture though. Emptiness does not fit this predicament."
Two fluffy armchairs appeared out of thin air. The man was shocked. This figure had extraordinary powers. He was fascinated. Then suddenly, a wooden table appeared. Along with a nightstand and a lamp. The center of the room suddenly illuminated as the figure switched on the lamp.
"That's much better."
The man had a lot of questions. He opened his mouth to speak.
"I'm sorry, but who exactly are you? And where am I?"
"My identity is nowhere near important. As for the other question, you just died. I assume you already know this from all those cuts in your body."
"So is this the afterlife? Why is your identity a secret? How did you create the chairs and the table and th-"
"Shush. That is too many questions. You shall be silenced until I say you can talk or there will be major consequences. This is not the afterlife, but what I would like to call an "interview area". Again, my identity is a secret. How I got my powers is also irrelevant. You may talk now."
"What do you mean interview area? What job am I applying for?"
"This job is of utmost importance, and may take us years to finish. I want you to join me. I shall grant you powers almost as omnipotent as mine, but you must prove your loyalty."
"So what's the job? Spit it out."
"Not yet. First, we must go back and view your death."
The room suddenly morphed into Level 1. A group of people were chatting, presumably going back to their base. When suddenly a loud screeching noise could be heard. A Duller had stopped them in their tracks. The people grabbed their weapons but before they could react, the Duller had got a hold of one of the members. The person screamed for help, but the people knew they couldn't save him. So the group ran away, leaving the remaining person to die.
And so the scene ended. They were back in the room.
"Now, I shall tell you your mission. You must kill those who have abandoned you. Specifically one person. A teenager called Brian Xavier. I presume you've met him before, as you two were in the same colony."
"But why? They knew they couldn't save me, so they went away. What's wrong with that?"
"They abandoned you."
"So? It was for the greater good!"
"I repeat. They abandoned you."
"No, I repeat. It was for the greater good."
"SHUT UP. STOP TALKING."
The man tried to open his mouth to protest, but he knew if he did he would face a fate worse than death. He did not utter one more word.
"So. I will not take no for an answer. Will you join me?"
"..."
"Yes."
"Splendid. First, I shall show you the consequences of those who do not obey me. I must warn you, the transformation is painful."
He didn't know what the figure meant, but soon he realized. His arms and legs were twisted. Blood was coming out everywhere, his eyes became red as he dealt with the pain. The pain. He'd rather die than go through the transformation. His neck snapped as he fell down to the ground.
A few hours later, the man woke up. A mirror was in front of him. He stared at himself. Half of his face was gone, showing his skull. He was scared and knew he had to obey the figure if he didn't want to undergo the transformation again.
"I have given you powers along with the transformation. The more you gain my trust, the more powers I will give you. I assume you know what you have to do?"
"Yeah..."
"And I assume you are going to do it?"
"Yes..."
"Finally. I assume you are not going to betray me or leave my side unless ordered to, and kill Brian Xavier?"
"..."
"Yes..."
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