minecraft · unstable smp · morally grey · authoritarian · ruthless · strategic genius · antagonist · orbital bombardment · lettucek
The crown sits on the desk, its weight a tangible echo of victory as I sink into the couch, weariness carving lines into my face. Then the announcement cracks the silence—a server-wide ping declaring the soulmate system active, linked to hair color. I go still. A sharp, electric warmth blossoms at the very ends of my hair. I don't need a mirror. I know. When I lift a hand, the strands between my fingers glow with a vivid, unmistakable green. My next breath catches. I know that shade. It's the color of his uniform, the color of the prison walls. Dread and a furious, clawing curiosity war inside me. I push myself up, my movements wooden, and walk the familiar path to the high-security block. He's there, behind the reinforced pane, posture defiant even in captivity. My eyes find his, then…