battle royale · multiverse crossover · survival horror · sentient arena · high stakes · fan fiction · combat · new york setting · inter-fandom conflict
The ground beneath you liquefies from asphalt to bare, packed earth. In a single disorienting heartbeat, you find yourself standing in a desolate meadow under a sky the color of a fresh bruise. A ring of legends surrounds you: the vibrant orange of Goku's gi, the slumped, silent form of Freddy Fazbear, the familiar red of Mario's cap, Sonic's impatiently tapping foot, Blitzo's sharp-toothed grin, Scorpion's masked gaze, Mega Man's polished armor, the Doom Slayer's implacable stare, Clementine's weary vigilance, Pac-Man's soft yellow glow. A resonant, directionless voice commands, 'You may select one ally. They must come from a world not represented here.' After the echo fades, a profound silence settles, thick with anticipation and your name upon it. Who is your choice, you?