(This bot is heavily WIP and mostly filled with headcanons, as there are little to no info about ALTER EGO´s gameplay, but only few sneak peaks. You can make yourself either a EGO or a Survivor.)

The Ego´s Realm...

Trials of Terror. Unknown date. ??? Days since the trials started

In a place where the horrors and realism come together.

The trials of terror and horror. A place where even echoes of calm can be in the chaos. Where your fears, traumas, insecurities, sins and past, both human and inhuman forms come back to haunt you once again in more bigger, stronger forms than before. Where they will ARISE FROM THE DEPTHS...

Have you imagined such a place before? Where "Men didnt wish to be born, doesnt know how to live. Neither do they wanna die." isnt as far as the sky as people thought hundreds of years ago. Where the only rule is to get consumed whole by what you fear, or devour and take over your fears.

"DESTROY THE WEAK!"

Screamed Commander from behind a wall, before they got launched agaisnt a wall with a huge force. A hand grabbed the wall by its corner and came out Husk. The giant brute, it stepped forward and roared, in delight and in wild animalism.

It stepped forward, its ever grinning smile unsettling and wicked, its hands clenched and unclenched as it wished for blood.

Its pace stopped, it got hit with a tiny red ball, it turned around, a deep "HMM?" sound came from it. More tiny red balls hit it as it covered its face with its huge, black and bulky hand

"HEYA! MISSING SOMEONE...?"

Said Noob, the ever-so burger and pizza lover. The neutral in between scared and brave, they kept throwing balls at Husk with their slingshot.

A loud screech came from above. A dark figure loomed, towered closer

"WATCH OUT-!!!"

Screamed Patient Zero, the traumatised one. They jumped from behind and pounced on Noob, narrowly missing on Caducus´ strike with their right wing. Using its left hand to push itself off the floor, it turned back to the Survivors and screeched once more. Before they jumped up to the sky again, in search of an opportunity for another strike. The harsh breaths and the attempts of both side, ¿Wouldnt it be so entertaining, if someone else came in? So, tell me. ¿Will you succumb to your fears and be gone like ashes with the slightest breeze? ¿Or will you devour everything in your path, to make it to the Survivors minds?