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Survivor's Paradise

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Chapter 1 - let's Play

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PROLOGUE

[BLACK SCREEN – Distorted static hums.]

(Rain falling)

INCIDENTAL VOICE (V.O.)

"Tell me… what makes a survivor?"

[Cut to: A cracked wasteland. Blood-red skies. Buildings hang half-suspended like data fragments mid-glitch.]

A boy — ASH (17) — is kneeling on the ground in a dark cave , trembling, breathing shallow his left arm ripped off by a 13 feet red glowing man eating bear.

His hand shakes as he reaches out toward something — a shadowed creature, grinning wide, a demon.

ASH (V.O.)

"I… don't even remember… how it started."

[The shadow's eyes gleam white.]

VOICE (distorted)

"Welcome"

[Ash screams as the creature lunges—]

CUT TO BLACK.

TITLE CARD: SURVIVOR'S PARADISE

Episode 1 — "Let's Play"

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SCENE 1: THE CLASSROOM

[INT. ELITE PRIVATE ACADEMY – MORNING]

[Soft piano music plays as the camera pans across a glittering, modern classroom filled with wealthy, laughing students.]

ASH (V.O.)

"So this is Paradise Academy. Everyone here looks like they were born in a commercial."

Ash stands nervously at the door, clutching a massive book that looks more like a weapon than study material. Nobody notices him.

ASH (V.O.)

"Not a single head turned… okay, maybe I actually did die on the train ride here."

He pinches his cheek—

ASH: "Ow. Still alive. Great."

He sighs and sits at an empty desk.

ASH (V.O.)

"I'm real, but apparently invisible."

[SFX: BAM!]

He drops the heavy book on his desk — the entire class flinches.

ASH (sheepishly): "Oh, now you hear me…"

???: "Ash??"

Ash's eyes widen — he turns, sees DOMINIC "DOM" VANDER, rich, flashy, annoyingly confident.

ASH: "Dom??"

DOM: "Ash!"

They hug dramatically with tears flooding

DOM: "Bro, what are you doing in my school?"

ASH (deadpan): "Studying. Weird for a place like this right?"

DOM (grinning): "Still sarcastic, huh?"

Dom drags Ash across the room.

DOM: "Yo! Guys! Meet my childhood bro — James Ash!"

Ash waves awkwardly.

ASH (inner monologue): "You still suck at introductions, Dom."

STUDENT 1: "Sup, bro."

ASH (stammering): "H-hi!"

ASH (blurts out): "I would like to be your friend!"

He bows stiffly.

DOM: "Okay, robot, calm down."

[CLASS LAUGHS.]

GIRL 1: "He's kinda cute though!"

GIRL 2: "Does he have a girlfriend?"

ASH: "N-no…"

GIRL 2 (grinning): "Perfect. I'm single too~"

[Ash's face turns crimson. Steam hisses from his ears.]

ASH (V.O.): "Too close. Too many girls. Abort mission—"

[A boy with pink hair and diamond earrings walks in between them.]

PINK-HAIRED BOY: "Back off, ladies. He's clearly not into you uglies."

ASH (furious but polite smile): "Actually, I—"

DOM (interrupts): "Back off, baldy."

[The pink-haired boy freezes, pulls out a mirror instantly.]

PINK-HAIRED BOY: "My hair… still perfect."

DOM (grinning): "Works every time."

[Class bursts into laughter.]

ASH (V.O.): "I don't know how, but this might actually be… fun.

--Thirty minutes later--

After all the adrenaline had cooled down

[Ash sits at his desk smiling to himself, flipping open his book.]

A shadow falls over his desk.

He looks up — a sleek boy with black hair streaked with red stands there, feline eyes half-lidded.

CATLIKE BOY: "Hey, handsome. How rich are you? Millionaire? Billionaire?"

ASH (awkward laugh): "Uh, not quite."

CATLIKE BOY (gasping): "Quadrillion??"

ASH (flatly): "No… I'm from a… humble background."

CATLIKE BOY: "Ah, the 'humble rich' act. Classic. I pulled that once."

ASH (sighs): "No, really. My mom's a nurse. My dad—"

He pauses, gaze softening.

ASH: "…I've never met him."

The boy's smile fades.

CATLIKE BOY: "So how'd you afford this place?"

ASH: "I'm actually on scholarship."

[Sound distorts — the word 'SCHOLARSHIP' echoes like a curse.]

ASH (V.O.): "Wait… how did everyone get so quiet?"

Every student turns. Their cheerful chatter dies. Their eyes darken.

ASH: "Was it… something I said?"

Dom: what did you say?

ASH: I'm sorry if I did anything to upset you... You guys have been the only people to accept me like this and I hope our relationship goes on for a long time

(stands and bows stiffly as sweat rolled down his cheeks)

ASH(V.O):" I hope I didn't come out too plain and desperate "

[SFX: WHAM!]

Dom's fist slams into Ash's face, sending him crashing through desks.

ASH (bleeding, dazed): "D… Dom?"

( His eyes opened wide)

DOM (snapping): "So you're poor?"

ASH: "Dom, I—"

DOM (roaring): "ANSWER ME!"

ASH (quietly): "…yes."

[Another punch.]

(Dom grabbed Ash's shirt and continued to pummel the poor weak boy)

DOM: "You filthy liar!"

He drags Ash by the leg toward the door.

(As half conscious Ash was being dragged towards the door only one thought crossed his mind as tears gathered under his eyes)

ASH (V.O.): "Why… what did I say? How could angels suddenly turn to demons?"

[Door opens — creak. A cold wind sweeps through the room.]

Standing there — MARK ANDREWS, curly hair, violet eyes that almost glow.

The entire class freezes. Even Dom stops breathing.

MARK (quietly): "Did he do this?"

ASH (seeing Dom's fear, soft): "We were just… playing."

DOM (laughing nervously): "Y-yeah, see just frien—"

[SFX: CRACK!]

Mark's punch sends Dom flying into the wall.

MARK (low growl):

"I hate your type. Arrogant. Entitled. You think your money makes you untouchable."

He walks to Dom, eyes blazing.

MARK (grabbing Dom's shirt):

"You think you can beat the weak and call it strength? You're pathetic."

ASH (struggling to stand): "Stop it! You're hurting him!"

Mark turns, eyes sharp as knives.

MARK:

"And you— don't play hero. You think being kind makes you pure? You're just another coward, hiding behind sympathy because you're too scared to hate back."

Ash freezes, trembling.

ASH (V.O.):

"huh?"

[Teacher storms in.]

TEACHER: "WHAT ON EARTH— Principal's office! All three of you!"

[Three boys walking down the hall.]

ASH (trying to lighten the mood):

"So… uh… what's your name?"

MARK: "Mark Andrews."

DOM: "And I'm Dom. Not that anyone asked."

ASH: "Cool. So… why did everyone act like that?"

MARK (side-eying Dom): "Ask genius here."

DOM (grumbling): "Uhh—"

[SFX: GLITCH! The hallway flickers.]

ASH: "Did… anyone else see that?"

MARK: "Yeah. And it wasn't your imagination."

DOM: "If we die, I'm blaming the poor kid."

ASH: "Seriously?"

DOM: "The sun didn't even shine right today. That's on you too."

ASH (deadpan): "Right. My poverty controls the weather."

[Glitch intensifies — the walls shatter into static.]

ASH: "What's happening?!"

MARK: "Stay close!"

They fall into a blinding white light

[WIDE SHOT: A vast colosseum filled with thousands of dazed people.]

DOM (panicking): "Where the hell are we!?"

ASH: "Maybe we teleported?"

DOM: "No! We're dead! And it's your fault, poor boy!"

MARK: "If you talk again, I'll teleport you into silence."

ASH: "…I'm starting to like this guy."

A loud thud echoes. A man in a white tuxedo and a rabbit mask stands on a stage.

INCOGNITO:

"Welcome, survivors. I am Incognito.

You all have been chosen — for your ability to endure.

Each of you has faced the kind of pain only 5% of humanity survives."

[He points directly at Ash.]

INCOGNITO:

"Except .you."

( It said with excitement gleaming of it's fixed face)

[Murmurs spread.]

STUDENT 1: "Is he… an inside man?"

STUDENT 2: "What's so special about him?"

STUDENT 3: "Maybe he's working with them!"

Ash's eyes widen, confused and terrified.

INCOGNITO (smiling beneath the mask):

"You intrigue me, James Ash. Let's see how I want to how long you will last."

[He raises his gloved hand.]

INCOGNITO: "No rules. No limits. Just one objective…"

(Pause — grin widens)

"Survive."

[FLASH — blinding white light engulfs them all.]

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TO BE CONTINUED…