No

You stay completely still. Why continue? Moving for eternity in this infinite labyrinth is hell. It's better to let whatever horrors lurk these halls come and eat you.

You wait.

There's no fucking point anymore. This is a life without music, without joy, without people. It is not a life at all.

Nothing comes.

"Come on!" you shout. "I'm right here you beasts! Come and get your dinner."

There is no response.

You stare at the green wall in front of you. Were there ever monsters in here? Was it an assumption? Maybe it was an invention of your mind. Maybe they exist to terrorize you, to make you feel unsafe. Giving you the satisfaction of **** wouldn't fit their programming.

"I'll do it myself."

You bite your hand, chewing your thumb. Your tears well up, and spill as you feel the pain. More than anything, you're humiliated. Alone. You continue, biting off each finger. Then comes your own hand. Your teeth are stronger than you realize.

Footsteps.

You turn around, and you see the legions of creatures. Ugly, twisted things. If these had existed on earth, they would have been destroyed. If they had existed on earth, they would be taken as proof of god's nonexistence. You continue to chew. They only look on.

"You are all cowards."

Then, one of them speaks. It's a gravelly, pained voice. Like a dog wheezing it's last breaths.

"We're in the same prison as you."

You look at them. These twisted abominations. They are just like you.

"Then follow me, and we will escape."

They seem to look at each other, hesitating. Then, one of the monsters, looking like a lizard but with 20 vinelike limbs begins consuming itself.

The others, slowly, reluctantly follow it's example.

"Whether it is an end, or a new beginning, I will lead you there." You say, continuing to eat your own body. You contort yourself, moving in an impossible way.

"And we shall follow you, our king" another monster says.

You chew and swallow the last part of your body, swallowing as your mouth sucks you into itself. You become infinite, and as the last monsters become loops, the backrooms break. Shattering like glass. Your body resets. To your shock, the monsters have reset too, to human forms.

You feel the energy among shared among you all. They begin to shout. For the first time, you feel glee. All of these smiles, this joyful exuberance. These screams of satisfaction.

"Our King has lead us to freedom."

You hesitate, but then accept it. Within yourself, you feel you are the King. You are the King. It is now up to you to find a new home for your subjects.

"And I will continue to lead!"

They all bow, respectfully. Your subjects seem to all be men. How many eons had they been trapped?

You gather the energy within all of you. You feel like you can use your will, your raw power to create something, or to move somewhere.