Day One: Morning

[Warako]

The speakers that littered the island of Dante chimed on, signaling another announcement was about to begin. The broadcast was one that Warako was willing to welcome; after all, he was unaware as to what exactly was going on outside of his building complex. However, that didn’t stop the young Participant from believing that Karl Jak was doing this announcement out of spite to respond to the Namekians threat.

With the speakers buzzing, the words spoken from the proclaimed greatest Television Host rang out through Dante’s Abyss as if he was the God overlooking his children down below.

"Rise and shine houseguests, it's 6 AM and the sun is starting to peek out! I'm sorry to report that we only had two encounters for the start of the game and nobody has died yet! But, on the plus side, ratings are at all time high!

“Nobody has died yet,” repeated the unhappy Contestant as he was slightly relieved that no one had died. Though deep down inside, so long as he was still alive, it didn’t matter what happened to the other people.

However when the announcement rang out about television ratings, it rubbed Warako the wrong way, a way he never thought was possible, “Tch, this really was just a game, but since when was killing a game?”

I have some announcements. The first announcement is that I will be placing the very first Easter Egg weapon down. At exactly noon today, a sniper rifle will be teleported onto the largest rock on E-8. Until then, E-8 is a danger zone, effective immediately.

Now, for the danger zones set to active at noon:

C-7
E-10
F-2
F-10
G-9
H-2

That's it warriors! Do me proud, and happy killing!"

The Easter Egg concerning the weapon meant nothing to Warako as he had no plans leaving this building anytime soon. In fact, if the Easter Egg had been placed right beside him, he would have grabbed his belongings and ran away for fear of being killed was one he didn’t wish to test.

Though when the danger zones were being announced, the Namekian grabbed his map and placed it on the desk before him to manage it. Grabbing a pen from the nearby coffee mug, he checked them off as the Emotionless Host read them off.

“Phew,” breathed a sigh of relief from the Dante Rookie who believed he was safe for now. He was never one to manage maps; in all honesty, he had no idea where he was. All he could do was hope it wasn’t an area he was on and wait to see if Noon would be his death call.