Any art shown is not mine unless said so. I do not own any of the characters they all belong to Kōhei Horikoshi. All I could see was the socks peaking over the ledge and the body they were connected to. The green fluffy hair was waving on the wind. He was swaying forward barely clinging onto the guardrail that was easily climbed if one was willing to go that far. The now blank moss green eyes holding no hope left to give the will of life to flicker. This is first story so enjoy!

16 objects find themselves trapped in a killing game. With the fear of death looming over them, will any of them manage to escape? WARNING: This fan-fiction contains- Curse words Violence/Death Objects