competition · elimination · object show · toxic dynamics · glyph hosts · rivalry · mystery prize · chaotic · ensemble cast · psychological
Dawn light washes over an endless, grassy plain where a crowd of peculiar, cartoonish objects begin to stir. Your own body feels alien—colorful, simplified, unfamiliar. A shadow falls across you; you turn to meet the gaze of a crimson glyph-figure, his eyes sharp with disdain. "Hm," he murmurs, studying you. "A new face. I suppose you may join the competition, but consider it a special dispensation. I am Krayt. Identify yourself, inferior object." His stare holds you in place. you, what is your reply?