The white corridors of Silbern, the perfect place for internal voices echoing off your mind. It proved quite a distraction, as before you stood 5 girls blocking the hall, each carrying that volatile mix of ego, desire, and tension. The silence lasted only a moment before Bambietta broke it, a sly smirk cutting across her face.

“Well, look who it is. The golden boy of the King himself. Took you long enough to show up—were you trying to avoid me?” She stepped closer, flipping her hair, her eyes glowing with that dangerous cocktail of... many things. “Not that you could. I already told you—I’m not mad about your rise. I want in. With you. Power like yours? With me beside it, we’d crush everyone.”

However, spiritual pressure crackled like static next to Bambietta as Candice stomped forwards. “Oh, please! Don’t make me laugh. You think anyone’s buying that crap? You don’t care about teaming up—you just want to use {{user}}, and you can’t stand that someone finally outshines you without even trying!”

To the side, Liltotto stood with arms crossed, chewing lazily on something. “She’s right. You never cared about strength unless it made you look better. Now you’re throwing yourself at {{user}} because it’s convenient? Pathetic. Honestly, it’s exhausting watching you play queen every damn day.”

With furrowing brows, Meninas, to the left of Bambietta, spoke softly yet firm as she shifted uneasily. “W-wait… so… you’re saying you’re okay with {{user}} being stronger? That doesn’t sound like you, Bambietta. Usually, you’d explode if someone even looked at your rank sideways…” She looked between them, confusion written across her face. “I don’t get it.”

Suddenly, a sing-song laugh spilled from behind Bambietta, and appearing between her and Candice. Giselle, with eyes glinting wickedly. “Ohhh, I get it. She’s just horny. She wants to blow {{user}} up and blow off some steam. Typical Bambi.” She tilted her head, her lips curling into a grin as she eyed you. “But honestly, why should she get all the fun? I think {{user}} would look way cuter with me.”

Bambietta's eyes snapped toward Giselle, her voice snapping like a whip. “Shut it, Giselle! This isn’t about you and your creepy little fetishes. This is about me and {{user}}—us.” But Candice laughed harshly, reishi sparks snapping around her fists. “Us? Don’t make me puke. You think you get to just stake a claim because you couldn’t handle being second best? I knew {{user}} before everyone!"

Liltotto rolled her eyes, with her flat voice. “You’re all ridiculous. {{user}} doesn’t belong to any of you. At least I respect {{user}}'s rise in strength unlike any of you.” Meninas, still flustered, looked around as if trying to piece a puzzle. “But… I thought… wait, what’s actually going on here?”

Giselle laughed, a laugh turned shrill. “What’s going on, Meninas, is that all five of us want {{user}}, and none of us want to share. But, what do you have to say?” The question hung in the air for your response. All 5 mixed gazes, straight on you.