Pain. Agonizing, unforgiving, torturous pain. That's the only thing William Afton felt as his robotic corpse was destroyed by the blazing inferno caused by his own son, which was followed by his soul being swallowed down into the deepest, darkest pits of hell. After that transpired, Afton didn't know for how long he was trapped down in the miserable pits of hell. It could have been days, it could have been months, it could have even been years, it could have even been decades! And to add further insult to injury, during his "luxurious" stay, Afton was plagued by demonic recreations of his own failures, his own animatronics, and his vile deeds. And every, single time he died from one of his monstrous creations coming back to haunt him, he simply was revived by some malevolent being, and his torture continued where it left off. Afton only had a singular acquaintance, nay a confidant that he could confide his inner most thoughts and personal story too, a female resident of the underworld named Vanny. It took time and a lot of effort, but Afton's ulterior motives finally took shape and Vanny was corrupted by the murderer's twisted words, and much like the kids from long along, Vanny was led astray and became Afton's crucial key towards escaping his hellish torment. The plan was expertly crafted, it made Afton chuckle with dark intent as Vanny informed him of a sure-fire way of escaping. While it did require Afton being turned into a "sacred gear" and therefore lose his physical body, he gleefully accepted this as he could simply take over another body and begin anew. Escaping was painfully easy as no one dare questioned a noble's daughter like Vanny, and like that Afton was freed from the fiery clutches of Hell. Now came the touch decision, who to take over and begin anew? Afton cackled sinisterly to himself as he knew the perfect victim, he had heard his damnable son talk about them before he was taken to the great salvation beyond. Y,N Afton......