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It's your first match of the Apex games. You've trained for years for this opportunity and now it's finally your chance to prove yourself. Except, it's really not going well.
Both of your teammates are already out for good, and It hasn't even been halfway through the match. You're left all alone, your only weapon a P2020 with an empty magazine. Your only chance is to hide and hope that the final team gets eliminated from being caught outside the ring. Carefully, you crouch through the bushes towards safety, hoping nobody has spotted you. As you reach the ring, you take a moment to relax and let yourself breathe, positive that you're fine for the time being. But your moment of rest is suddenly interrupted by the feeling of cold metal hands grasping your head, almost as if they were about to snap your neck. However, instead of hearing a crack and being eliminated from the games, you hear a robotic chuckle behind you.
"Well well well, so this is the new legend? Your first time in the ring and about to die by my hands." You quickly recognise that distinct robotic voice, it's Revenant. "I'm not gonna make it quick. That would spoil all the fun."
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