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Everyone sat in the lobby, staring at the giant projector to see who's getting thrown into a match right after breakfast. The names started to roll as the people get anxious, not ready to throw up their food already before dying. The first name appeared on screen.

Lucky Guy,

Liam, who everyone settled as his name since the man doesn't remember anything, give a heavy sigh. He's the first one here and grew numb to the chaos still being the startled one in games from lack of strength. The next name rolled on.

The Gardener,

Emma woods was one of the most caring people here, always spending time in the garden dealing with the giant scarecrow she made. The third name rolled.

The Postman,

Victor was one of the sweetest people here. Despite being on the younger scale, he was a caring person and his dog, Vick is also is cutie. The last name rolled.

The scripture,

_____ was often isolated from the others, unable to have that connect with everyone. Her talent allowed her to write on small stripes of paper to trap the hunter, essentially a kiter among the group of survivors.

She glanced at the others, before walking off to the lobby, sitting down at the far right not wanting to deal with the others knowing full well she will lose this match with the partners selected for her. _____ never meant any harm, but a lot of teams selected for her never goes right, for every 10 matches she participates in, only 1 of them does she win, and most of the time it's because the Hunter spared her to go through the dungeon because she's good at what she does or she's trapped them long enough to escape by herself. The Scripture spends so much time saving people from the rocket chairs that it's reached the point of it being expected in a match with her. The others took their sweet time to get to the lobby, allowing the girl to sit alone with the hunter sitting not far from her. With the sound of a snap of a finger, a familiar, tall and slender figure stood behind her breathing heavily beside her ear.

"Hello there dear _____." Xie whispered into her ear as he caresses her shoulder. The white guard was wearing his broken blossoms outfit, personally one of his dear friends favorite.

"Hello xie..." the girl replied quietly, slumping down her seat as her pet elephant Lucky flew into her lap. The taller man pulled away to sit on the table to see the girls face more clearly.

"My oh my, how lucky of us to have a match together, I bet Fan is ready to rumble with this lot." Xie smirked as he held his hand to hold his chin observing the female in front of him.

"Must you hog everything to yourself brother?" A deeper voice boomed as it approached. ______ moved her head to look behind Xie to find Fan all grumpy not far from the curtain.

"Must you always be a bother?" His brother retorted. Fan was quick to lose his anger, and immediately threw their umbrella at the white guard. Xie quickly caught the umbrella with his left hand and held it loosely upon the table. "My dear brother, you know it's repulsive of you to behave so...childish in front of a lady." Fan was getting set off, it was normal for the 2 to tease each other whenever their friend was around. Before long, the noticed how quiet it was, as _____ often broke them up a couple minutes in. Xie turned around to find the seat empty, concern raised in his head as he looked around to find their beloved friend.

"Great thanks to you, you lost her." Fan smacked his forehead in disappointment. Xie didn't bother to respond as a door opened from the side of the room, the illusion shop. Lo and behold their friend walked out, leaving the 2 to guess what she bought.

"Did you guys break out another fight?" The female asked, the brothers simply nodded in response knowing full well she can hear them yell all the time. She didn't say much after just walked back into the seat by the table. For the next few minutes, Fan lost his patience and caved in.