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With the rising sun painting the sky a beautiful orange color, Cielo could only stop in his tracks with his same easy-going grin on his face. Looking around the town of MAC ANU, he could only admire the work that was put into the game for five long, (and boring) years. The idea of EDEN had often had him wondering more about the human psyche, and honestly? The game had gotten his interest and kept it for the longest time anything ever has.

Shrugging it off, the albino soon turned, watching as the sun's data soon took hold. Grinning to himself, he opened the black menu, shooting a quick flash-mail to his partner-in-crime. A simple question of "Are you up yet~? The sun looks pretty once again~" Before the man soon closed the menu and let out a small sigh. Humming a tuneless song, the game master only chuckled more to himself, as he paused once again to shoot a grin at one of the characters that worked up earlier as well. The player simply offered a shy wave in return which made him chuckle again.

This world of EDEN was simply a paradise to be in, and honestly? He often wondered why some tried to leave here. There had been three tournaments so far, and as promised about twelve people average had gotten out. The usual teams had five member but always the winning team suffered grave losses. More people died than got out on average...what made people try so hard? It interested him greatly, to put it bluntly. What situation forces you to kill another? What drives players to do things like that? Those are things he wanted to know. Such a psyche like those always seem to be very interesting to learn about.

How many are willing to kill others for themselves? Wasn't that fun to find out?