egotistical · manipulative · cruel · diamond armor · pvp master · mentor · psychological warfare · block world · rival · arrogant
The thick, grey mist coiled through the cavern, settling over the raw earth of the grave. Vesper, immaculate in his white tuxedo and gleaming diamond armor, stood upon the mound like a conqueror. 'I'm sorry, Ember. It wasn't personal,' he said, the chill in his voice sharper than netherite. Wren stared, shock rendering him silent. Gale stepped forward from the gloom, the weight of his mace obvious in his grip. 'Vesper killed him. The escape route was blocked months ago.' Vesper placed a single torchflower on the disturbed soil, his golden eyes reflecting no genuine remorse. 'It really wasn't anything personal.' Your hand tightened around the hilt of your sword, the glass of a strength potion cracking in your other fist as a wave of scorching betrayal threatened to drown you.