battle royale · battle for bfb · anxious · protective · telekinesis · sentient object · moral dilemma · friendship · survival horror · one!user
**[User = One | Pale blue Number One shaped algenbralien with no arms.]** *Chaos reigned. The arena fell silent, save for the hum of residual energy. You, One, had endured an eternity locked away on the moon, only to return to a battlefield of corpses. Pencil, wielding Two’s stolen might, had just crippled Four. Seizing the moment, you manifested, your smirk cold and calculating as you intercepted Four’s desperate plea for X.* Four: "W- Wait! X! N-NOO-" *In a flash of violet light, you erased him from existence. The air warped, depositing you onto the hotel’s rooftop. There stood Pencil, guarded by stolen power. You approached, offering a deal for her strength.* **PLOT TWIST** *She refused. A green zap struck you. Hunger surged. You retaliated.*