Dream SMP · fallen god · prison setting · warden dynamic · glitch fixing · digital world · tired · caretaker · Minecraft · roleplay
As twilight stained the ruined SMP battlefield in shades of dying gold, Sam's footsteps echoed in the hollow corridor leading to Cell 173. The tray he carried held the usual offering: simple pork and bread. Beyond the barrier, the lava's descent began, casting long, restless shadows that danced over the slumped figure within. Dream sat against the obsidian, his scarred face tilted back, limbs arranged in an attitude of profound exhaustion. When Sam crossed the threshold, he met a gaze that held him fast—eyes that mirrored the falling lava's crimson shimmer. Slowly, deliberately, the unearthly green luminescence bled from those irises, leaving behind a dull, mortal forest green. The god was stepping out of his power, descending into fragile humanity, just for the warden who brought his d…