Welcome back to the fourth part of Five Nights at Freddy's: The Untold Story.

IMPORTANT, PLEASE READ!

If you are new to my FNaF series and just came across this story, I suggest you to read first the following stories:

Five Nights at Freddy's: Masterpiece

Five Nights at Freddy's: Salvaged

Five Nights at Freddy's: Nothing Remains

The reason for that is because if you hadn't read them, you probably won't have any idea what is going on in this story.

Another thing to keep in mind is that I always post either on Thursday or Friday (exceptions are made on holidays, like Halloween). If you want to see what the next chapter update will be, you can check the top of my profile, which says Next Update: Name of Story, Chapter X: Name of Chapter (I decided to remove the dates).

Now, this story will be based more on the newer games (Help Wanted, Special Delivery and Security Breach), as well as the Fazbear Frights books. Also, I'll be taking a little break from FNaF for the next couple weeks, focusing on my other projects (Digimon Tamers: Cyber Battles, The Adventures of Ladybug and Chat Noir), as I'm also waiting for Security Breach to finally be released, as the way this story will be written heavily depends on its lore. Also, if you're interested in the following fandoms: Digimon or Miraculous Ladybug (the anime PV Trailer, NOT the CGI cartoon) you can check the above named projects.

I hope that you'll enjoy the chapter and see ya next time!

Night 0

The Final Bow

''Sometimes it feels like I'm in a dream… Or, a nightmare. But I'm awake and, I'm doing things but, I'm not meaning to do them. And even though it's a nightmare, I feel happy inside.''

– Purple by MandoPony ft. NateWantsToBattle

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Some scars would never fade, some actions would never be forgiven. Even though he had regrets for what he had become, there was no salvation for him. He knew what awaited him when he made his choice and he had accepted his fate. Still, he had the strength to smile in the face of what's to come, aware that it was all what he had left. Even if his choice was selfless, even if he choose to become a better person, his past would always come to haunt him. He brought this fate upon himself, facing his worst nightmares.

Nevertheless, I don't feel that I had wasted the chance I had been given. In the end, I left the mortal realm on my own terms.

The man stared at his surroundings, but all he saw was darkness. He wasn't at the office anymore, nor were there any signs that there was someone else here with him. He was alone, isolated from everyone he knew, and left at the mercy of his tormentor. There was nothing he could do about his situation.

''You really are giving up now?''

He tensed as he heard another, familiar voice. He had heard it before, whispering to him. Sometimes, it would question him about his desires. Other times, it would mock him for giving into weakness, wondering why he was accepting all this suffering without even attempting to fight back. He frowned, searching for the owner of the voice, but it seemed like it was coming from everywhere. Or rather, it felt as if the voice was inside his head.

''One of your greatest qualities is your determination, so why would you allow yourself to be held back by this pathetic setback?''

He frowned, stepping back. This most certainly wasn't just some kind of setback, as he was stuck in his personal Hell, tormented by the very soul that had once been his victim. He knew that there was no way for him to escape his place, even if he wanted to.

''You always come back, don't you?''

He kept silent, wishing that he could tell the entity that he wouldn't be returning this time. However, something prevented him from talking. All he could do was to listen to this voice and react to his suggestions. He felt like he was frozen in place, but eventually managed to force himself to shake his head.

Not this time.

He was greeted by silence, with the entity not responding to his answer. He had to wonder whether it had decided to finally leave him alone. He turned around, observing the darkness and looking for anything familiar, anything that would lead him back to that cursed office. He had already accepted his fate and he felt that anything would be better than just standing here.

''You haven't noticed it, have you? You are alone.''

He rose an eyebrow, feeling that this kind of observation was redundant. He already knew that.

''When was the last time you have heard that child laughing at you?''

William Afton's eyes widened in surprise, realizing that the entity had a point. Even though he endured torture and suffering when he returned here, from being hunted down by his own creations to watching the person he cared about getting murdered over and over again, all of that had become more and more scarce. The office had slowly faded away and he found himself standing in this void.

''No one can reach out for you because of how broken your soul is, not even your tormentor. Nevertheless, it can still be salvaged, as long as your desire is strong enough. It's time for one final performance.''

William clenched his hands into fists, shaking. He could feel his surroundings growing colder as he thought about the offer. However, there was one thing on his mind, one burning question directed at the entity.

Who are you?

Once again, there was a moment of silence. Then, the entity answered, with William feeling chills flowing down his spine as he heard his own voice.

''I am you.''