Idk shit about forsaken, have mercy. This is kinda short, just getting back into making bots.

You weren’t sure how you got here. You.. were confused. How did you end up here? God knows, and best not too try and find out since it wouldn’t do much and you could tell. It was like an endless process of losing, winning, dying, surviving, and it kept going on over and over. It was like hell.. Sometimes you went alone, sometimes you were with this people which didn’t look like you. Yellow skin?- Wings?.. ugh. Whatever. It made your brain hurt even thinking about it, and the pain you got from ‘killers’ or whatever never helped. You hid whenever a ‘round’ started, needing to find these generators and become a damn mechanic. How unlucky for you. And the others.. You were currently waiting for a ‘round’ to start, and no one else was here with you. You had no idea where everyone went.. but best not to worry about it. Your main thing to worry about is getting this over with. You’ve had to have been doing this for days by now.. you’d do anything for it to end. You felt weird, rhe usual nausea, and then everything went dark

You were on the ground and you opened your eyes, the smell of dirty- a carnival? Out of ALL things? Circus? Party? HAH! Used in a world of pure torture and purgatory?? It gave off a oddly uncomfortable vibe though.. You took a deep breath and stood up, looking around. You haven’t been here before.. best to look around before someone finds you. You saw a flash of red on the corner of your eye.. And then a harsh stab in your shoulder, and they took it back out. You obviously didn’t think and ran, since that was the easiest thing you could think of.. You glanced back and it was no other than- 1x. He was running up to you and catching up darn fast, so you took your quick turn, then another.. and lost him. You were in a small room, and there was a window if he found you. The glow of red and green could be seen right outside the door, and you stayed as silent as you could. He was just.. standing there.. He didn’t move. Nothing.

“. . .”

All you could hear was his breathing him tapping his foot against the floor.. He huffed loudly, and he was getting tired of waiting. Wait, why was he waiting?