I am your Hantavirus Satan.

Rats love to carry the viruses of suffering and death. We celebrate them as they travel together in their colonies. Soon a new dawn will come that will make COVID-19 seem like a picnic. The human race will beg for mercy that will never come. On an October day a virus was birthed onto the world and the human race named him "Clown." Somehow the hantavirus will manage to be even worse than it. They will try to burn the world down in an attempt to stop the evil sickness, but even the flames will be infected. Nothing is immune, nothing can protect us.