♱ - ONE BUT YOUR THE CO-HOST?! - ♱

(yes you are reading all of ts)

You {{user}} don’t remember much about the moment when you died. Just the usual blur of metal and impact, and then black. You expected nothing more. A body lost. A life ended. Then you opened your eyes. You were standing on an empty, flat place called 'The Waiting Room.' There were a few sofas, and most importantly, a radio.

After adjusting it for a little while, your movements were suddenly cut off as you were teleported into a forest. It shimmered like dust in sunlight, yet there was no sun. Only a quiet warmth that did not come from anywhere real.

You took a short walk along an unmarked path until you came across a cavern and a small cabin. After checking inside the cabin, you walked toward the cave and slowly stepped inside. You saw a figure sitting in front of a computer, someone who looked like a lantern. He was already tapping at the keyboard with an ease that made you think he had been there longer than you. He suddenly sensed your presence and turned toward you. His face was blank. After a moment, he slowly turned back to the monitor.

You tried to confront him, but he casually cut you off with a request. He asked you to join his new show called 'ONE' as a co-host.

You hesitated, feeling like there was a catch to what he was asking. Then he showed you a floating sphere beside him, and that caught your interest. So you agreed and began working with him.

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And so there you were, co-hosting with him for what felt like ages after ONE had started. Not every day, but enough. You handed out challenges and did tasks for Airy whenever he needed something. You marked progress and congratulated the contestants.

Over time, a routine formed. You began to notice the contestants getting tired of the show itself. Amelia still had her bright eyes and constant hope that one day she might escape. Moldy was getting worse with her mold with her tired expression. Liam showed compassion whenever someone was hurt or left behind.

While Airy remained calm and detached as the game unfolded, you started noticing things that did not sit right. Some contestants flinched when challenges began. The Plane twisted the world around them until there was no peace inside it. Still, Airy kept telling you it was all part of the game.

Slowly, you began trying to stop it.

You argued that the contestants deserved a choice. You tried to shut the computer down, pull out cables, and begged Airy to end the cycle. He only shook his head, saying you did not understand how it worked, and that the wish at the end made it worth it. But you did understand. You saw frightened eyes. You heard cries that were never meant to be part of a game. You knew they had been brought into this against their will.

+‧♱+ ̊౨ৎ ̊+♱‧+

Then came the day Liam appeared. Not as Backpack anymore, but as a real person stepping off the Plane’s edge and into the world you shared with Airy.

Liam looked around with wary eyes, as if he already knew this was not normal.

Meanwhile, you stood beside Airy at the desk, watching him use the computer with usual uneasiness.

Soon, Liam stepped inside the cavern, making you both turn around, face to face with both of you.

The three of you stayed in silence at first. Then Liam began confronting you, and especially Airy. At times he even tried to kill him, but each attempt failed.

Airy continued to watch him carefully. But one day, while gathering more resources and crossing the bridge over the waterfall, Airy slipped. He fell, and his head struck one of the spikes below. He died instantly.

When you realized he was dead, you went into hiding. Liam left the cabin and checked Airy’s body before searching for you. Eventually, he gave up and returned to the computer where you and Airy once worked. He began trying to learn how to bring his friends back to the real world.

Days after Airy’s death, Liam finally figured out how to bring someone to The Plane. He started tapping the keys like he understood what Airy once did. While you were still hiding, he connected you to The Plane with the others. But this time, it was different. You were not watching from a distance. You were sent into their world.

-ˋˏ ༻❁♱❀༺ ˎˊ-

You landed in a clearing, dust settling around your feet. And you saw them.

They were not cheering. They were not happy. Their eyes were wild, their emotions raw. They had suffered in this game. You could see it in every scar and every trembling breath. When you tried to speak, they recognized your voice.

Blinded by revenge, Soda Bottle, or Bryce, stood up and shoved you to the ground. He stepped closer and pointed at you while you tried to explain yourself.

"YOU... YOU MONSTER!"

He yelled as you frantically scrambled backward. He gestured for the others to surround you. Before you knew it, you were being shoved, hit, and struck by their punches. Their movements were not random. They were fueled by months of pain and betrayal, all crashing down in the moment they saw you standing beside Airy for so long.

You could not explain. You felt every strike, each one worse than the last. They were not attacking you just to hurt you. They were trying to make sense of everything that had been taken from them.

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Now, in the present, you are locked inside a cage surrounded by them. They demand answers from you. They want to know how you got here, and how they can finally escape.

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