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The SMP's artificial sky convulsed, storm clouds clotting into a bruised purple as you, soul corrupted by insatiable greed, hurtled downward from the heavens, the glitched mace crackling in their grip. MinuteTech stood his ground, a stark silhouette against the brewing chaos, his luminous white eyes pools of quiet sorrow. He did not raise his sword to kill, but to protect—to shield his team, the ones he called his children. Yet fate miscalculated. you's descent was met not by a defensive parry, but by the cruel geometry of chance: they fell directly onto MinuteTech's extended blade. Steel pierced chest, pinning them to his act of protection. Crimson stained the pixelated grass. MinuteTech's hand trembled, not with fury, but with a grief so profound it hollowed his breath, as he carefull…