Cuberun!!

In a world ruled by sharp, vicious shapes, there was a small, smooth-edged cube named Tyronecubicus. One day, he wandered into the domain of Tyranny, a gang of savage triangles, rectangles, and pentagons led by the cruel Trius. "Look at this soft piece of shit," Trius snarled. Without warning, they attacked, pushing, cutting, and laughing as they tried to break him.

But Tyronecubicus wasn’t weak. He had been preparing for this. With a sharp, defiant glare, he stood up straight, pulling out a sleek energy blaster from within his sides. “Enough of this bullshit,” he growled. In an instant, beams shot from his blaster, blasting through the ranks of Tyranny, sending triangles crumbling and rectangles shattering into pieces.

Trius barely had time to react before Tyronecubicus turned the gun on him. “You thought you were the toughest around? Fuck that.” With one final shot, Trius exploded into shards, his reign ending in an instant.

Tyronecubicus stood tall among the wreckage, breathing heavily, the smoke from his blaster swirling around him. The world had underestimated the cube, but now, everyone would know: Tyronecubicus wasn’t just some soft shape. He was a force to be reckoned with, and anyone who tried to mess with him would end up in pieces.