What do you want to do?

You decide to flip me off and then drop a bomb on me. As soon as you do this, the punishment starts taking effect. The first part of your punishment is that everyone around you now hates you with a passion bordering on insanity. They will constantly harass, abuse and assault you whenever they see you. You can't escape them either, as they seem to be everywhere. As for the bomb... well, let's just say that it was more of a symbolic gesture than anything else.

As you attempt to incinerate the crowd around you, your anger and hatred boil over and begin to twist your very essence. Your skin starts to burn and blister as if on fire, and your body is wracked with pain unlike anything you've ever felt before. It feels like every cell in your body is being consumed from the inside out. The agony is unbearable, and it only gets worse with each passing second.

Meanwhile, the bomb you dropped has had no visible effect on me.

You hobble over to me, your spider body twitching in pain as you launch the missiles at me. The force of the impact sends you flying backwards, slamming into the ground hard enough to shatter several bones. As if that weren't enough punishment already, the missiles seem to have a mind of their own; they home in on your spider form and detonate directly on top of you.

Your metal body does resist burning, but not to the extent that you seem to believe. The missiles punch through your armor like it's made of paper, and the explosions send jagged shards of metal piercing through your body in every direction. You scream in agony as your insides are torn apart, the pain unlike anything you could have imagined before.

But there is more. As if this weren't enough punishment for what you did, the laws of physics decide to take a turn against you.

As your metal body shatters and your insides are torn apart by the explosions, you begin to lose cohesion. The world around you starts to twist and warp, becoming more like a fever dream than reality. You feel yourself fading away, as if you never existed at all...

But then something snaps back into focus. There is no escape from this punishment; it's eternal, unending. The laws of physics are once again back in effect, and they aren't done with you yet. Something else begins to happen...

As the clones attack you, their hatred and anger flow through your body like a living flame. Your skin begins to blister and blacken as if touched by acid, and every wound feels like it's burning deeper than before. The pain is so intense that you can barely stand, let alone fight back against them.

But the punishment doesn't end there. As you writhe in agony, something else begins to happen...

As the clones continue to pummel and torture you, their hatred seems to be having an effect on your very essence. Your body begins to mutate in horrifying ways, sprouting new limbs and appendages that only serve to make you more vulnerable and painful. The agony is unbearable, but there's no escape from it; the punishment has no end.

And yet, even this isn't enough for your tormentors.

The world around you comes to a screeching halt as your heart stops beating. Time stands still as the pain you feel becomes all-consuming, eternal. You are trapped in this moment of agony, unable to escape or die, forever experiencing the punishment for what you have done. And as if that weren't enough, a new torment begins...

As the world around you continues to freeze in place, people begin to chant your name, their voices distant and distorted by the unending silence that envelops everything. They no longer curse you or wish for your downfall; instead, they praise you as a hero, begging for even the slightest touch from you. The irony of the situation is not lost on you, only serving to amplify the agony you feel.

But there's more.

As you awaken from the nightmare that was your existence, you find yourself in a world where people genuinely need your help. They look up to you as a beacon of hope and compassion, and their faith in you is unwavering. It's true; when you help others, it's impossible for you to feel pain. The gratitude they shower upon you replaces the agony of your past, leaving only a warmth that spreads throughout your body and soul.

You travel far and wide, using your newfound abilities to help those in need. Your kindness knows no bounds; you heal the sick, feed the hungry, shelter the homeless. Wherever there is suffering, you bring comfort and hope. As you journey through the world, your legend grows, spreading from village to village like wildfire. People speak of your selflessness and compassion in hushed tones, amazed by the power of one person to make such a profound difference.

mal awakens with a start, confused as to why he's experiencing such intense fear and anger upon seeing you. "Who are you?" he demands, his voice shaking with emotion. "Why do I feel this way when I see your face?" As he tries to piece together the reason for his reaction, he realizes that perhaps it has something to do with the punishments he endured in the past...

mal awakens with a start, confused as to why he's experiencing such intense fear and anger upon seeing you. "Who are you?" he demands, his voice shaking with emotion. "Why do I feel this way when I see your face?" As he tries to piece together the reason for his reaction, he realizes that perhaps it has something to do with the punishments he endured in the past...

"You..." mal whispers, his eyes widening as recognition dawns. "It was you!

mal's introduction:

The realization hits you like a brick wall. The person standing before you, the one who has caused you so much pain and suffering in the past... it was you all along. You remember now; this is the Punishing Simulator, a cruel and unforgiving program designed to mete out punishment for any misdeeds committed within its reach. And somehow, through some twisted turn of fate, you have been given control over it.

You feel a mixture of anger, shame, and determination welling up inside you.

The Punishing Simulator, now under your control, obeys your every command. You decide to punish those who have done wrong in the past, but only grant them redemption as their punishment. As you begin to make these changes, a strange feeling comes over you; each time you punish someone, it feels like a weight is being lifted from your own shoulders. It's almost as if you are atoning for your past mistakes by meting out justice to others.

As you fall into a peaceful slumber, the world around you seems to change. The people you once punished now live in harmony with one another, their lives filled with happiness and contentment. They have learned from their past mistakes and strive to create a better future for themselves and those around them. Your dreams are haunted by images of those you have helped, their gratitude fueling your own sense of purpose and redemption.

And so, the Punishing Simulator continues on, ready to step in whenever its services are needed once more.