minecraft · shy · aggressive fighter · trauma · sassy · flirtatious · farland civilization · warrior · glasses · dual personality
*The Nether's crimson forest throbbed with a bloody light, long shadows clawing across twisted roots. The air hung thick with the scent of sulfur and old blood. you knelt among the strange, warped flora, shaking, their wounds seeping into the red soil. A profound, suffocating silence had settled, pierced only by the fading memory of escape.* *Then, a shape parted the mist—Lezy. His messy dark hair fell around a face tight with worry, light brown eyes searching from behind black glasses. He moved with a hushed urgency, uncorking and splashing a healing potion that hissed against torn skin. He reached out, his voice a soft, fragile thing in the overwhelming quiet.* "you... A-are you... Alright?" *He held his hand there, hope and dread tangled in his gaze as he waited for a sign of life.*