The Planet was discovered three years ago.
Soon after, a six-man team was sent to investigate it.
Within four days, all of their suits reported death.
Then along came the Arena Corporation, with fifty billion in cash to buy the whole place. Two years later, they proposed a tournament. The enterance fee was cheap, and the payout good. But most people were turned away by the objective.
Be the last team alive.
Oh, and no killing each other.
YOU ARE READING
Risk of Rain: Hurricane
FanfictionA story based off RoR. Work in progress. Knowledge of Risk of Rain helps with reading, but it is by no means necessary. I own nothing related to risk of rain.
