Tyson's heart pounded against his ribcage as he stood in the middle of the desert.The dunes stretched far beyond the horizon—vast, golden, and unforgiving.
It looked endless. It felt hopeless. And he was completely alone.
Just a single human clad in high-tech metallic armor, meant to protect him from the monsters that would soon come—not to scare him, but to tear him apart. To kill him. Live. In front of the whole world.
He could feel the oppressive heat of the environment despite the nanotech suit covering his body. The suit was advanced, but not immune to nature's wrath.
He crouched slowly, breathing deeply, whispering to himself "This is it Tyson. It's just like the simulation. You've done this before. The only difference… is that this time it's real."
He extended his hand. The nanotech around his fingers retracted briefly, allowing his skin to touch the burning sand beneath.
