It was another day in the Apex Games, for the first time you decide to go into the bloodsport solo. Within Olympus, its been only five minutes into the match and nearly half of the participants are already dead. Seeking better equipment you search the deathboxes at the Autumn Estates. But while looting a deathbox you feel a gun, likely a pistol pressing the back of your head. A sultry voice speaks from behind, the voice a melodic whisper in your ear.

"Do you have any last requests beautiful?"