Mustering up the courage, I sliced the fruit and entered into the game.
There was a creepy silence, it made me feel uneasy, but I pulled out my shiny, rainbow blade and ran my finger up and down it, seeing how sharp it was.
After a moment, there was a sharp cracking sound from behind me. The fruit. The game had officially begun. There was no turning back now, I had to stick it out until I reached the end. I shivered in my shoes, hoping to hell that I would be able to beat the game and make it out alive.
The first fruit, a watermelon, was rushing down towards me, I ran out of the way, swinging my blade as I did so. Rejoice, the fruit was cut perfectly and symmetrically in half, earning me the first ten points. I knew that the next thing to appear would be a bomb, so I situated myself in the far most end of the room to avoid it.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, the telltale sound of a bomb was heard from above me. It landed directly in the middle of the room, making the floor vibrate as it did so.
Each time the fruit came down, I would race across the room, slicing it perfectly each time. I was beginning to tire though, my strength was running thin. Each time I sliced through that fruit, the fatigue took over my body just that little bit more. I had to keep on going, I couldn't succumb to my body's desire to just lay down and rest. My life depended purely on my persistence and mental strength now.
A few hours later, I was still going. Pushing on. My arms, legs and body were all weary and heavy. But I had progressed beyond the human tendencies to escape pain and my mindset had turned to one of persistence. I couldn't give up now.
Each time a piece of fruit came flying down, with it came at least a dozen other pieces of fruit and usually a bomb or too as well.
This was my life now, to be or not to be, I could either live like this forever, or lay my weary head to rest and cease to exist.
Stop. I couldn't keep thinking this way. Thoughts were a distraction, and they caused emotions which could stop me from performing my best in this ultimate showdown.
Smash. Slash. Crush. Split. All the sounds of fruit being cut up. Funny how such a trivial thing could be a matter of life and death for me.
I had never known anything but the game. The slicing, the sound of juicy fruits, blades cutting and it was all the norm for me. But everything, every single game I had played before had just been practise for this one.