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Eldritch Consumer, Requiem Agent
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((M07: Michael Maxwell - Start))

Michael had woken up outside. He had no idea where anyone else was. He wasn't about to run into anyone else. He took one look at his weapon, a gardening scythe of all things, and decided to head to the nearest building for shelter. That building turned out to be that Barracks. As luck would have it, when he entered it was empty. Devoid of people.

That was good. It gave him time to think. He thought about announcement day. When his name was called, he just went along with it. He didn't object. He just figured it was another thing that he could just chalk up to the universe hating him.

But then something happened. They dumped him and everyone else chosen in this place. And they expected them to fight to the death. Michael didn't exactly enjoy his life, but he certainly didn't want it to end. And no way was he going to let himself get killed early.

He sat down on the floor near the door. "Okay Michael, think. This doesn't have to be as bad as you think. Sure you're now just one of many kids who are going to bite the dust at any moment, but you don't have to be among the first. You have to find a way out."

He shook his head. How was he going to do that. This wasn't a story. He wasn't a hero. He was just a kid. And now he was in a life or death situation with absolutely nothing coming to his mind about how to get out of it. "Great. So I'm just going to sit here and wait to die. Perfect."

He stood up. No way was he going to let that happen. Fate may have been laughing at him up till now, but he wasn't about to let it laugh at him any longer. "No. I won't die here. I'll make it. I'll find a way. This is my life, my story. I'm the protagonist. And I will make it."

He smiled, then frowned. And just how was he to do that? He looked around the barracks. Maybe there was something here that he could use. He began to search for something, anything that could make living longer a little easier. He wasn't going to give up. Not until it was clear that nothing else could be done. He was done giving up.
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