Choso's last round of SoW

The Siege of Winterfell season had already reached its 6th round, the end of the season was here for Choso and FuK, something that he felt had come by too quickly. FuK is an alliance which aspired for great heights in all events, they were not the best, but they were highly competitive and they were content with just that. Their aim for this season was to finish in the top 16, a goal that seemed to be highly attainable with their strength and determined minds.

Choso who is a passionate warrior of the alliance, had grown through every challenge the season and pursued that even further with Ultimate Siege around the corner, he was ready for anything the Old Gods threw at him. This mindset made him into something more than just a fighter, Choso represented hope within FuK, that with enough effort and unity, they belonged among the best that Westeros had to offer. In every round he fought not just with strength but with belief in his alliance.

The event was more than just a contest of strength, it was not always the alliance with most power that won, but instead, this even was where strategy and teamwork came first, unless the strength difference was just too overwhelming. 

Behind FuK's strategy in every round thus far, as well for last season, stood Leviathan, a mind that had time and time again created incredible plans that saw FuK winning even against impossible odds in others' minds. And before the 6th round, he had another great strategic idea, when the fifth round was around the corner, he made a sudden and controversial decision, but it was all in hopes of qualifying for Ultimate Siege. He had decided that FuK should not register for it and instead skip the round and lose a few points to meet an easier opponent in the last and final round. This avoidance of registration was not out of fear but as a calculated risk. The point loss was less than losing a match directly, meaning that FuK’s chances of qualifying for Ultimate Siege could remain intact, if they won the sixth round.

For Choso, this approach felt a bit too risky, kind of like a gamble. He understood the logic, but the idea of putting everything on the line in a final do-or-die match filled him with fear and put a lot of pressure on everyone. There would be no room for second chances if they lost, just a battle against a titan of an alliance.

And then the worst outcome was confirmed: their opponents would be FFS, in Choso's opinion, they were the fourth strongest alliance in the entire event.

The moment the name was revealed, the mood shifted as everyone in FuK knew what it meant. FFS were known across Westeros not only for their overwhelming strength but also teamwork and coordination. FuK wasn’t expected to win now, they had no chance, not in Choso's eyes, nor Leviathan's, nor anyone's. But still, Leviathan refused to go down without a fight, or at the very least, attempting one.

With time running out before the battle begins, a strategy was shared by Leviathan: “We focus everything we have on Armory, we have to let Hot Springs go as well as the right side of the map, if we don't focus our strength on one side, we are done for.”. It was a bold plan, based not on hope of victory, but on the refusal to surrender without resistance.

As the match began, FFS split evenly despite seeing FuK's approach, they chose to divide their forces across both sides of the battlefield. Hot Springs fell to them uncontested, but at Armory, FuK clashed with everything they had, refusing to let the dream slip away quietly.

Choso was a part of the charge, fueled not by confidence but by desperation, just like everyone else on the FuK side. The desperate need to rise up to a level no one had, but despite it, FFS pushed harder and harder, their strength felt like an unstoppable force. FuK was trying to hold their ground as long as they could, but slowly they began to crack. One building after another fell, and with it, so did their dream.

The strategy had given FuK a very brief chance, but it wasn’t enough to last, at least not against this kind of power. FFS now had conquered every building, leaving nothing for FuK and Choso.

After the match, Choso sat quietly looking at the map one last time. They had failed to reach Ultimate Siege, the place they had fought so hard to return to, the weight of that reality crushed his heart. And yet, deep within that sadness, Choso still believed in the future. He looked back at how far they had come and the unity they had built. They had more to give, more to prove, this wasn’t the end of their story but just another step in their journey.