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In the fields where shadows creep,
Survivors wake from restless sleep.
Battlegrounds of fire and might,
Fierce warriors clash, day turns to night.
With every drop, a new chance to rise,
Loot and conquer, under open skies.
From distant hills to cities grand,
Only the brave will make their stand.
Chicken dinners waiting, a taste of the thrill,
In PUBG's world, it’s skill meets will.
So gear up, aim true, let the fire ignite,
For victory whispers in the heart of the fight.
Since Fortnite is incredibly bad, I turn it off and get real sad. As I sit there, a thought comes to me,
There's a better game, but it isn't free. With a forceful tone and a loud holler, I demand my mom to pay 30 dollars. She buys the game, it's called PUBG,
The price of this game was worth the fee. I fight my way to a Chicken Dinner, I killed 6 men but I'm still a winner. My mom barged in and yelled at me,
"How dare you game this late," said she. I said "Sorry Mom," and gave her a shove, She said "Game, game, game, my love.".........................
In the world of PUBG, where chaos reigns, a group descends with all its gear. Parachutes flap before descending to the ground in search of spoils and a dose of excitement.
They choose to land in a village, but soon realize it is a trap, where a hungry group is waiting for them. They prepare for an ambush, and with weapons in hand, they utter a quick cry, and the battle begins with a loud roar.