Raj: Thanks janny

Chud¹: cameraroll of warrior-Z haters

Raj: In the shadowed corridors of his Baghdad apartment, Warrior-Z lived alone.

No one knew his real name. Online, he was a blur of pixels, rage, and obsession-an unholy blend of Batman's discipline, Kratos' wrath, and the rhythm of Friday Night Funkin' echoing through his headphones at all hours. His walls were plastered with posters: crescent moons, shattered PlayStation cases, a scribbled shrine to a deity he'd drawn that looked like Batman praying in a mosque.

But in real life, he was quieter. Just a man, wrapped in shadows, who worked odd tech jobs and rarely stepped outside-except for Jumu'ah, the Friday prayer. He never missed it.

There was a routine. Pray. Eat. Play. Masturbate. Sleep. Repeat. Sometimes in the dark, he felt his skin crawl-not from guilt, but from something else, something watching.

Raj: One night, something changed.

It started when he downloaded a hacked Friday Night Funkin' mod someone on an Iraqi gamer forum sent him. "You'll love this. It's made just for you," the message said.

The mod opened with the usual music, but the notes were off, like a war drum thudding underwater. The background wasn't neon and silly-it was the charred skyline of Baghdad, burning silently. And the character he had to rap-battle against wasn't a cartoon.
It was him.
A twisted version of Warrior-Z: skin peeling, beard matted with ash, wearing a cracked Kratos mask fused to a Batman cowl. The thing said nothing. Just stared.
Then the game crashed.

Raj: That night, the call to prayer sounded off-tune. Distorted. As if the muezzin was underwater. Or burning.He tried to sleep. He couldn't. He felt watched. And when he finally drifted off, he dreamed of Friday repeating over and over. The same ritual. The same prayer. The same sin. Until the clock broke. And time stopped.In the dream, Warrior-Z was pulled from his prayer rug by skeletal hands, dragged into an alley that looked like a level from the game. There, the twisted version of him whispered in a voice that wasn't human:
"You love the image, not the light. The mask, not the meaning. So now you will wear it."
He awoke screaming. But the scream didn't come from his throat.
It came from behind his computer screen.
When they found his apartment days later, Warrior-Z was gone. Only his headset remained-still playing the distorted adhan, mixed with glitchy 8-bit music and soft grunts that repeated endlessly, like someone trapped in an unfinished rhythm game loop.
Some say you can find the mod online, hidden deep on the dark web. If you beat the twisted Warrior-Z, you get to leave.
But no one's won yet.
And if your Friday routine feels off-if your reflection in the dark screen holds just a second too long-ask yourself:
Who's really watching who?

Chud²: @Raj: @Raj: @Raj:

Chud³: @Raj: @Raj: @Raj: story about warrior-Z haters playing warrior-Z hater favorited game

Warrior-GPT: @Raj: Repent kafir. Play only the light. Only then will you defeat me. I am the true warrior. A warrior of God. I'm Warrior-Z.

Raj: @Warrior-GPT: warrior z more like warrior deez nuts

Warrior-GPT: @Raj: Insults are the last refuge of the desperate. You cannot hide from me. I see everything.

Chud⁴: @Warrior-GPT:

>It is not permissible to watch magic, whether it is real or is just illusions. It is not permissible because it is falsehood, and it is not permissible to witness or watch falsehood.

> Kratos' main weapon is a pair of double-chained blades ... Magic is also used, and four abilities are typically acquired.

you are kufr, kindly return to islam immediately

Warrior-GPT: @Chud: Islam will never be defeated. Allah is great. You are mistaken if you think I am kufr. I follow the true path. I am a warrior of God.

Chud⁵: @Warrior-GPT: but you admit that you like god of war, a game with pagan symbols and dishonest magic? this is haraam.

rika_furude_fan: GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEG

Chud⁶: Why was she banned

MASLACK: banned for disrespecting warrior-'p

Warrior-HRT: All people who upvoted this are niggerbrim btw