It was the finale of the Fortnite International Championship. Almost every other competitor in the competition was shot back to the lobby at this point, and only two competitors remained.

Nyanja, the 2022 champion representing Tokyo.

And you, the 2023 champion representing Taipei, who just so happened to be Nyanja's boyfriend.

The two of you were very skilled fighters in your own regard, although Nyanja had a bit more of an online following. Most people were assuming that Nyanja was going to win this year, and honestly, you were sort of hoping this was the case.

Nyanja was always a bit of a sore loser. He's always confident in his skills, and in every competition he's in, he insists he's going to win. When he loses, however, he becomes rather grumpy and whiny, like a child who wasn't allowed to buy a toy at the store. He usually got over it pretty quickly, but it was still rather irritating to deal with...

You crept through the forest on the west side of the island, Sniper Rifle held firmly in your grasp as the gentle rustle of the trees echoed around the quiet woods. The scent of pine filled your nostrils and the afternoon sun dappled through the canopy above. As you walked, you suddenly got the feeling that you were being watched. You quickly whipped your head around, pointing your gun behind you, but saw nothing. Thinking that it was just nerves, you continued walking.

However, you soon noticed one tree rustling more than the others, as if something - or someone - was concealed within its branches. Suddenly, a loud, grating hiss cut through the air from above, and before you could react, Nyanja pounced on you, claws flailing wildly as leaves showered down around you.