Avoid all the pieces of reality

You have no control over you descent but somehow, you manage to tuck and swing your body away from all the fracture places speeding past you as you fall. Somehow you are able to avoid being impaled on a world with a floor of jagged spikes and realize you somehow managed to escape your fate. However, just as relief starts to swell inside you, you realize that you are still falling and the only thing bellow is an abyssal black pit. Your gasp in fear, not sure you are any better off here than in one of the shattered fighting game zones as you quickly plunge into the chasm. It feels as if you’ve been swallowed up by something and the darkness closes in around you. You feel your momentum has stopped, at least, as though the tangible shadows have caught you and hold you in their grasp. You feel yourself slowly being turned right side up and descending slowly or a few seconds until you feel solid ground beneath your feet. The feeling of the shadows holding you is gone and you take a few steps in the absolute darkness, unsure of where you are or what is even going on. Before you have time to ponder the circumstances any longer, lights all around you come to life. You turn away but find yourself surrounded, encircled by many small bright rectangles of light. You only avert your eyes for a few moments before they start to adjust. You realize you are surrounded by hundreds of small screens, with a multitude of fighting games being played on them. Suddenly you recall the ordeal that brought you here to begin with and come to the conclusion that if you managed to avoid all the worlds, you must have received the benefit of at least being allowed to choose your own fate, or at least, in what game said fate was to be sealed. You look around the many screens, the hundreds of games and you feel something in your hands. You look down and realize a controller materialized in your grasp. Well at least now you know how you were meant to choose. You look above you as you notice a faint red glow you know wasn’t there a second ago. You look up, to its source.
“Awe crap.”
There is a timer floating in the air above the circle of screens, right above you. It’s counting down from 30 and you realize the freedom to make the choice yourself is quickly fading. Ok, it’s Decision Time, what game will you choose to try and survive?