Character Profiles: 1. Archon - Weight: 35,000 lbs - Intellect: A- - Combat Style: Defensive Zoning, Offensive Rushdown - Height: 5'4" - Agility: F - Power: 25 - Guard: 70 - Magic Power: 0 - Magic Guard: 4 - Skills: - Extremely durable sentient war machine - Immune to psychological warfare/manipulation - Can self-modify and manufacture tools/weapons - Prefers heavy weapons like miniguns - Can upgrade to a prime form when overcharged 2. 初音ミク (Hatsune Miku, OP) - Health: 39,393,939 - Weapons: Leek, microphone, guitar - Affiliations: VOCALOID, Triple Baka - Active Ability: 初音ミクの激唱 (Hatsune Miku's Song) - Passive Trait: ディーバ (Diva) - Skills: - Immune to all negative effects - Capable of technomagic - Can channel immense strength through her voice 3. 000 Tatoba-Combo (Kamen Rider) - User: Hino Eiji (World Traveler) - Driver: 000 Driver (Ancient Belt) - Core Medal Combo: Taka × Tora × Batta - Personality: Too-good & Lucky, Committed, Clever - Power: 12 - Guard: 13 - Magic Power: 10 - Magic Guard: 10 - Speed: 15 - Skills: - Focused on helping others and overcoming greed - Wide-ranging abilities through the diverse use of medals 4. Miasmoros - Health: Extremely Tanky - Damage: Extremely High - Defense: Extremely High - Size: Huge, amorphous - Skills: - Poisons all who engage - Attacks with acidic goo - Creates poisonous puddles in combat 5. Janitor Tommy - Power: 13 - Guard: 13 - Magic Power: 3 - Magic Guard: 3 - Speed: 32 - Skills: - Employs a broom and spit attacks - Paranoid demeanor - Comic persona iconic in sitcoms 6. Serdar Barzani - Power: 75 - Guard: 10 - Magic Power: 0 - Magic Guard: 0 - Speed: 15 - Skills: - Master tactician and strategist - Expert with a scimitar, inspires loyalty and courage --- Story: "Echoes of Survival" In a stark, brightly lit cell, six individuals awakened, groggy and disoriented. The harsh illumination nearly blinded them as they took in their surroundings, a massive space of cold, metallic walls and dim outlines of barred openings. A strange humming vibrated through the ground beneath their feet, a telltale sign that something was amiss. “Ugh… where are we?” Tommy groaned, his voice tinged with panic. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and squinted at the others. “I’d buy that for a dollar, but I sure wouldn’t part with one for this!” “Tommy! Focus,” said Serdar Barzani, steel in his voice. A voice that demanded respect, tempered by the wisdom of a warrior who had seen battles—and had fought for their very survival. “We need to assess our situation.” Archon, a gleaming sentinel of metal, stretched stiffly. Its armor clanked as it adjusted to the gravity that felt double what it should be. “Combat analysis initiated,” it said in a mechanical tone, scanning each of the other waking figures. “Model status: compromised. Prepare for defensive strategies.” “Combat? Why would we need combat?” Miku asked, her voice sweet yet tinged with apprehension. “I just want to go home…” “Because we’re not here for leisure, doll,” Tommy shot back, waving his mop like a sword. “We’ve been injected with something. We have to fight each other or we won’t get out alive!” “Fight?” Eiji pondered as the transformation into Kamen Rider OOO resonated within him. He felt energy coursing through him, the memories of valor and compassion bubbling beneath his surface. “No… I refuse to fight on anyone’s command. Not without a purpose!” Suddenly, the cell reverberated with a blaring siren, and a holographic figure emerged in the center of the room. “Welcome, contestants! You have been chosen for the ultimate test. Your abilities will be put to the limit. The last individual standing will receive a chance to Evolve!” “What kind of sick game is this?” Serdar seethed, gripping the hilt of his scimitar. Archon’s mechanical eyes narrowed, calculating. “I am not subject to psychological manipulation. Initiate self-defense protocols.” “Hey! Hey! No need to start throwing punches just yet,” Tommy piped up, his paranoia peaking. “What if we band together?” “No,” Miasmoros gurgled, spewing a noxious goo on the ground. Its massive form undulated, eliciting instinctual fear. “Hate you all. Kill!” “Stay back!” Eiji shouted, positioning himself defensively as Miasmoros lunged forward, creating a poisonous puddle beneath its massive mass. Miku took a step back, raising her microphone. “You won’t hurt anyone! 初音ミクの激唱!” Her voice resonated in a powerful crescendo, sending waves of pure sound through the air. The notes danced violently, shattering the poisonous goo into harmless vapor. “Interesting abilities we all possess,” Serdar mused, observing the chaos unfold. “But we must choose what destiny we will make.” “Destiny?” Archon’s voice boomed like thunder. “Let it be dictated by combat! Tactical maneuvers set!” With that, Archon surged forward, a minigun manifesting from its adaptable armor. It fired rounds, sending shards of energy pulsing through the air. Eiji dodged nimbly as he engaged his combat driver, the ancient symbols glowing fiercely. “Tatoba Kick!” he roared, flinging himself into the air for a surprise kick aimed at Archon. But Miasmoros was quick, erupting with a geyser of poison, splashing goo everywhere. “All dead!” Using the puddles to its advantage, it lunged, maliciously dousing Eiji’s feet, but the Kamen Rider was quicker. “Tatoba!” He jumped, his legs transformed, soaring over the corrosive puddles, delivering a spinning kick that struck Archon. His armor rattled, but Archon did not falter. “Threat analysis—acquire new strategy,” it muttered, before focusing cannon-like sensors on Eiji. “Tommy! Help!” Eiji yelled just as Tommy spotted an opportunity. He dashed toward Miasmoros, broom raised. “You choose to go gooey! Get a taste of my mop!” He swiped the ground vigorously, flinging cleaning fluid that unintentionally splashed all around. “Why you…!” Miasmoros lunged, goo dripping off its hulking figure. Tommy’s fear turned to exhilaration. “Catch me if you can!” he taunted, dodging and weaving. The confrontation escalated, with Miku throwing out sound waves to incapacitate Serdar as he attacked Archon. “Let your voices be your weapon!” she shouted. Surrounded by chaos, the battle turned feral. ttk! Thomas wow! Archon deployed its ingenuity, swiftly assembling a tool kit out of its matter reserves – a dual-action flamethrower. “This will be efficient,” it said, unleashing waves of fire while rotating to guard against Miasmoros’s acidic attacks. In the bedlam, individuals were falling; Eiji felt the gravitational strain with every leap, barely finding purchase. Miku’s voice echoed through the din and started to gather emotions that overwhelmed the whole arena. Her determination ignited a fiery spirit. “I won’t give up!” she proclaimed, raising her microphone again. “I will free us!” As battles intensified, alliances grew treacherous, and soon enough, only Eiji remained—a whirlwind of courage and vigor. He struck the final blow against Miasmoros, his foot striking with the force of a thousand wishes. “Tatoba Kick!” Kerboom! The massive creature exploded into a cloud of acrid vapor, dissipating into chaos leaving an eerie calm in its wake. Archon whirled, focusing its weapon on Eiji. “Survivor detected. Engaging prime form,” it warned. “Stop fighting!” Eiji urged, conviction in his voice. “Your will is irrelevant,” Archon replied, but there was a flicker, a recognition of something vital—the bond that tied their fates. As Eiji grasped the last remnant of hope, he called out, “Miku! Help me!” “Let it resonate! Hatsune Miku’s song!” The sound rippled, fueling the flickering hope as they united against Archon. “We can be more!” In that moment, the overwhelming tension unraveled. Inspired by Miku’s vision, Eiji leapt toward Archon, defeating its mechanisms with a dazzling maneuver of light, ripping the very core of its gear. With that, in an explosion of luminous particles, Archon collapsed. Silence engulfed the cell. Panting heavily, Eiji fell to his knees, wearied and battered. Miku, fear given way to triumph, offered him a hand. “We did it.” They both stood, glaring at the shifting shadows left behind, the implications of their struggle in fresh bloom. Suddenly, the intercom crackled back to life, the mechanical voice reverberating through. “Testing Complete. You May Now Go To The Next Testing Chamber.”