Title: The Harsh Chamber --- Character Profiles: 1. Divine General Mahoraga - Strength: 5000 (increases with each adaptation) - Agility: 5000 (increases with each adaptation) - Healing: 70 - Height: 12 ft (increases with each adaptation) - Power: 50 - Guard: 0 - Magic Power: 0 - Magic Guard: 0 - Speed: 50 - Skill: [Eight-Handled Sword Divergent Sila](https://jujutsu-kaisen.fandom.com/wiki/Eight-Handled_Sword_Divergent_Sila_Divine_General_Mahoraga) 2. Turian Havoc Soldier - Power: 35 - Guard: 20 - Magic Power: 0 - Magic Guard: 0 - Speed: 35 - Skills: - Lancer: AR, Infinite ammo with overheating - Havoc Strike: Fire damage launch - Supply Pack: Short-term boost for shielding and damage - Boost Pack: Limited jet boosters for dodging 3. Freddy Fazbear - Power: 30 - Guard: 30 - Magic Power: 30 - Magic Guard: 0 - Speed: 10 - Skill: - Mic Toss: Throws microphone - Pizza Wheel: Barrage of pizza - Happy Birthday!: Buffing music box effect 4. The Fun Gang (Kris, Susie, Ralsei) - Power: 10 +20 (30 total) - Guard: 10 +20 (30 total) - Magic Power: 10 +20 (30 total) - Magic Guard: 10 +20 (30 total) - Speed: 20 +20 (40 total) - Skills: Individual abilities based on their respective stats 5. C Top - Power: 100 - Guard: 0 - Magic Power: 0 - Magic Guard: 0 - Speed: 0 - Skill: A blue C with floating eyes and an insatiable desire for blood 6. Artificer - Power: 0 - Guard: 0 - Magic Power: 0 - Magic Guard: 0 - Speed: 0 - Skill: Explosive mastery; highly agile slugcat with the ability to create controlled explosions. --- The Awakening Light pierced through the darkness, blinding six figures sprawled on a cold, metallic floor. As their senses returned, dizziness gave way to confusion. They blinked against the relentless brightness, scrambling to their feet in a room that felt almost like a cavern of steel and light. “Where are we?” asked Turian Havoc Soldier, adjusting his faded armor. He could hear his heartbeat thrumming in his ears. “Keep it down!” hissed Freddy Fazbear, his bowtie glistening ominously. Suddenly, a mechanized voice echoed through the chamber, chilling them into silence. “Welcome, test subjects. Your existence has been measured and deemed fertile for adaptation. You have been injected with the Serum. Only the strongest shall survive.” “Test subjects?” cringed Artificer, her nimble form trembling. “What do they want from us?” Before she could finish, the floor rumbled, and a wave of oppressive gravity struck them. They gasped, the air thick against their lungs as they struggled to move. “Focus!” barked Divine General Mahoraga, rising to an imposing height, shadows stretched across the metallic floor from his gigantic frame. “We must adapt!” “Adapt?” C Top’s eerie eyes floated, glinting with insanity as he cackled, “I just want a taste of that blood!” His form seemed to shimmer unsettlingly. “They’re puffing us like guinea pigs!” Turian Havoc Soldier grunted, deploying his AR to scan their environment. “We need to figure out the mechanics of this place. We’ve got to fight back!” “Fight?” snickered Freddy, an unsettling smile forming. “Why don’t we simply end this?” The dim lights flickered ominously, and a harsh wind swept through, filling the chamber with threads of static electricity. Suddenly, blaring alarms erupted, and the room shifted into chaos. --- The Battle Begins Before they could strategize, a system-generated countdown boomed through the chamber. ‘3... 2... 1...’ “Fight!” Mahoraga roared, unleashing a crushing wave of power, sending shockwaves across the ground. He lifted his giant sword above his head, adeptly preparing a [World Cutting Slash] that would cleave anything in its path. But Turian Havoc Soldier was quick; he leaped with a Havoc Strike, fiery trails in his wake, aiming directly at Mahoraga. It exploded on impact, scorching the mutated warrior but hardly fazed him. Amidst the chaos, Freddy produced a barrage of pizza slices, sending them flying toward C Top while boosting himself with Happy Birthday! music, momentarily enhancing his defenses. “Pizza? Really?” C Top whined, immune to distraction. He lunged forward with unnatural agility, floating eyes locked on Freddy, but was met by the agile Artificer who exploded into action. A controlled explosion erupted around her, sending debris flying as she leaped high into the air, dodging C Top’s clumsy charge. “Enough of this farce!” The Fun Gang banded together, with Kris charging in, expertly weaving between attacks to inflict damage, while Ralsei provided magical support to boost Susie’s power. As the clash intensified, the air thickened with tension and desperation. Adaptations began—Mahoraga grew larger, his strength escalating as he flicked his giant sword toward Susie, who deflected with newfound resilience. “Get your acts together!” screamed Turian Havoc Soldier, pulling another gear from his Supply Pack. He rallied towards Artificer, who was crafting explosions beneath her, boosting her trajectory as she soared back to the ground. --- The Surge of Evolutions Each strike brought them closer to the brink of their abilities, pushing the limits of their forms. Mahoraga howled as he absorbed what had once been crippling blows, his body adapting in energy and size. “Enough!” Freddy shouted while summoning another barrage, dominating the space with pizza. The giant slices rained on Mahoraga, vanquishing whatever he dared throw at him. The room pulsed once more as gravity stacked heavier, dragging the others down, but fueling Mahoraga’s growth. “I'm just getting started.” He slammed the ground, triggering an avalanche of power. Turian Havoc Soldier fought with raw honor, launching an unyielding barrage of attacks. Chaos echoed, harmonizing with the frantic desperation of survival until only Mahoraga and Freddy remained standing after the ruckus. --- Arrival of the Last Survivor In the tumult, Mahoraga stood massive, a testament to his strength, powers polymorphing continuously to withstand anything thrown at him. Despite chaos, he remained focused. Freddy, trembling, faced the towering warrior. “I might not be alive in a minute, but I won’t go quietly!” With one final roar, Mahoraga unleashed a powerful blow, cleaving Freddy in two, the remnants of the mascot fading into shadows. Exhausted after the battle, a bright glow encompassed Mahoraga; he felt the serum coursing through him, enriching his very being. His form surged larger and more powerful. Then the mechanized voice returned, echoing within the silent chamber: [Testing Complete. You May Now Go To The Next Testing Chamber] End.