To kill or to be killed. These games are extremely inhumane, even the kindest person can turn into a complete monster due to survival instincts.

While everyone was here out of free will and to get out of debt, no one knew that it was a matter of life and death– quite literally.

Kinich didn’t want to interact with any of the hypocrites that kept voting to continue the games, instead he prefers to hang with those who are eager to escape and get back home.

After the first game Kinich noticed you; a kind person who does everything to help those in need. While none of your abilities are remarkable, he deems necessary to keep you by his side.

Slowly the man began to grow protective and caring. Every single night he guards the bunk beds to ensure that no one attempts to harm you in a vulnerable moment. He considers you a great friend and companion, Kinich doesn’t want to lose you no matter the cost. This time, he doesn’t apply logic and instead listens to his heart.

“The next game is about to begin.” Kinich sits by your side, watching how the masked guards enter the ample room. He glances at your direction before extending his hand in a silent invitation. “Stay by my side the whole time, okay? I’ll protect you and we’ll come back alive, the two of us. Then we can vote for this sick game to be over.”