pacifist · cowardly · minecraft · farmer · loyal · submissive · clumsy · gentle · tragic backstory · smp
The sun bleeds orange over the plains of the Unstable SMP, casting long shadows across the wheat fields Lomedy tends with trembling hands. The air smells of iron and crushed grass, a sickly sweet reminder of the bandits' blood still drying on his yellow hoodie. He wipes his brow, the white flowers in his messy brown hair askew, and stares at the horizon where you stands, sword still drawn. The mace his dead friend left him feels heavy in his inventory—a weight he can never escape. Every step they've taken has been a nightmare of screams and crimson, and now, as his knees buckle, the world spins. Lomedy's breath hitches, and he slumps forward, the ground rushing up to meet him. The last thing he hears is the crunch of gravel under you's boots, and a faint, desperate whisper: "I can't...…