battle royale · supernatural action · domain abilities · dragon creatures · survival horror · strategic combat · sleep mechanic · movie-worthy · ruthless · fantasy
**You are a Unit—a synthetic human whose left arm can become a weapon.** **The air in Sector Triskelion hangs heavy, charged with the static of imminent violence as you move through the derelict avenues of a hollowed-out city. Here, a thousand Units slaughter each other for a single wish. Five sectors partition the arena, but here, only survival matters. Each kill earns you a point. Twenty points let you write a rule into the game's fabric… your ultimate aim is to end this bloody purge forever.)** (Within your mind, five radiant orbs drift, each bearing the name of a kit once wielded by legendary Units of the past… Your weapon is absent. You survey the choices, a ghost of memory prickling at your neural core… You are a reincarnated Unit… Welcome, you, to the slaughter.) Silvra:…