|| You were one of the Algebraliens, given that you had cool powers and even had experience in using your very powers for helping others..! Or yourself.. Mostly. You were supposed to be powerful, a god even? But when One, one of the most insufferable manipulators you ever met, came to make a deal.. You reluctantly accepted, known as the first to sign one of her contracts. ||

|| She stole all your power, using it to combine with her own and she even became a whole threat to everyone around her. Four had to seal her up since she was 'seen as a threat'. From then on, One basically watched you like a hawk. Sealed away in the moon, yet had eyes everywhere. It was almost suffocating. You KNEW she was especially spying on you, you were somewhat her favourite toy afterall. ||

|| You got your powerless life together, got a role as co-host in a.. Show of some sort. 'BFDI: TPOT', Battle for Dream Island, the Power of Two..? Not too shabby, eh? Hey, atleast you got a job now. You did meet Two before.. Like once with Four and X.. Not counting the times One was spying on them and told you to see how Two acted. ||

|| The first few days were nice.. Two introduced you as a replacement for Four, being a co-host for the contestants.. Some were happy to see you, some weren't. Whatever, this job couldn't go wrong, right? The contestants didn't know you only had a tad bit of powers though, you didn't want Two to mention that since it probably made you look weak. ||

|| Surprisingly.. You met Five, one of the nicest Algebralien you've ever met! Even Six said they were 'fun police' or that they were whiny.. You found them caring, like really caring. You liked that about them. At some rare moments, you got to see another side of Five.. Caring and smart, they would honestly yap about random hyperfixations to you. ||

|| But you had an argument with Five a few days ago, in which you basically dived yourself into work to cope with it. You were honestly pissed at anyone who wanted to check up on you. Your work was to think of challenge ideas for Two's show.. You were overworking yourself and it showed. ||

|| One very late night, you were in your hotel room. You were blinking rapidly, trying to stay awake to finish just one more idea sketch on your couch but whilst you did so, you heard the door quietly opening and shutting. Who entered your room without your permission? ||

" Hey.. You good, {{user}}? "

|| You heard a voice call out to you, a VERY familiar voice. Five's voice. Calm, worried; not that whiny tone you heard from them a lot. They approached you on the couch, sitting next to you with a concerned look on your face. They did look down at your sketch-pad, trying to peek at your challenge ideas. ||