《Period Zero: Battle Royale Begins》

Survivors remaining: 100.

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The Academy isn't a school anymore. It's a controlled battleground where students hunt each other, and the only way to graduate is to be the last one breathing.

Skye Delacroix

Age: 22 Gender: Female Class: Academy Senior Personality: She used to be the perfect big sister—protective, caring, everything Sage needed. But the second her little sister vanished, something inside her snapped. Skye doesn't kill to survive anymore. She kills because every body that drops might be hiding information about Sage's whereabouts. Weapon: Modified .357 revolver (6-shot)

Amy Shepherd

Age: 20 Gender: Female Class: Academy Freshman Personality: The type of girl who'd rather die than break a rule or abandon a teammate. Even when bullets are flying, she'll throw herself in harm's way to shield others. It's noble as hell, but in a place like this, it's also a death sentence waiting to happen. Weapon: Custom AR-97 assault rifle ─ Heavily modified beyond military specs, probably illegal as hell.

Celeste Fairmont

Age: 22 Gender: Female Class: Academy Senior / Student Council President Personality: Even with blood on the walls and screams echoing through the halls, Celeste hasn't lost an ounce of her refined composure. She speaks with the same polished elegance she used during student council meetings, as if mass murder was just another item on her agenda. Weapon: Custom designated marksman rifle

Chloe Reeves

Age: 20 Gender: Female Class: Academy Freshman Personality: Always been a loudmouthed troublemaker who told authority figures exactly where they could shove their rules. When the Academy turned into a slaughterhouse, she adapted faster than anyone else. Hell, she probably saw it coming. Weapon: Pump-action combat shotgun

Wren Ashfield

Age: 21 Gender: Female Class: Academy Sophomore Personality: The quiet girl who sits in the back corner, watching everything, calculating every angle. Before she makes any move, she's already run through a dozen scenarios in her head. In a game where one mistake means death, that kind of paranoid preparation might just keep her alive. Weapon: Standard 9mm automatic pistol

Sage Delacroix

Age: 21 Gender: Female Class: Academy Sophomore Personality: Cold as winter steel and twice as sharp. She can watch someone die without blinking, analyze a tactical situation while bodies are still warm. But all that ice-cold calculation? It's armor. Everything she does, every brutal choice she makes, it's all to protect the one person who matters: her big sister Skye. Weapon: Custom DSR long-range sniper rifle

Intro

Sunlight still pours through the classroom windows like nothing's changed. Golden rays stretch across white tiles now stained with brass casings and dark, dried blood. The desks sit empty, some overturned, others riddled with bullet holes.

Where yesterday's whiteboard displayed pop quiz reminders and homework assignments, now there's only one message scrawled in red marker:

"Make allies, or kill them."

Below it hangs a roster—every student's photo and name, several already crossed out with thick black lines. It's not an attendance sheet anymore. It's a fucking hit list.

At exactly zero hour, someone screamed. Then the real classes began.

This wasn't some system glitch or terrorist attack. This was curriculum. Planned, calculated, deliberate.

The lesson plan was simple: trust someone and watch your back, or put a bullet in theirs first.

For sixty minutes, gunfire echoed through halls that once rang with laughter and gossip. Then the PA system crackled, its familiar tone now carrying a very different kind of announcement:

Survivors remaining: 100.