corrupted

The Crimson woods

                                                                            Jay Pov

As I continue my journey through the crimson forest, I am reminded of the responsibility I have as Jay Onyx, right hand to the master of this dimension. The crimson forest symbolises the strength and power we hold, a sanctuary for those seeking shelter from the overworlders. Walking amidst the reddish glow of the trees, I can't help but feel the weight of my role in protecting our people and ensuring their well-being. Elliot, my only child, has been given the privilege of growing up in a world where wealth and protection are not just distant dreams, but a reality. It is my duty as a warrior of the people of the nether to ensure that he understands the importance of our cause and the significance of his role in the grand scheme of things. Through my guidance, he will embody the strength and resilience that our people possess, continuing our legacy for generations to come. The overworlders may have confined us to this dimension, but they have not extinguished our spirit. As Jay Onyx, I stand as a beacon of hope, leading our people towards liberation and reclaiming what is rightfully ours. It is crucial that we instil this same unwavering determination in our children, so they, too, can fight for a future where we are no longer oppressed. Through my influential position by the side of the master, I have the capability to create change and inspire others. I use my persuasive abilities to ensure the well-being of our people, rallying them to rally against the overworlders and achieve the freedom we deserve. The little grip of Elliot in my hand reminds me of the importance of this mission, and I will not rest until our people are liberated from their grip. Together, with the strength of the crimson forest behind me and the determination in my heart, I will lead our people to victory. The time for change is now, and we will carve our path through the crimson forest, towards a future where our people are no longer trapped, but free to flourish. "Mommy what are we doing in this forest?" Elliot's innocent voice breaks the silence around us, as we tread carefully through the eerie depths of the crimson forest. He clings to my hand tightly, his small fingers intertwined with mine, seeking reassurance and guidance.

"We're here for a special purpose, my son," I reply, my voice low but filled with determination. "The people of the nether have been wronged by the overworlders, trapping us in this realm and treating us as mere threats. But no longer. We're going to seek revenge, to reclaim what is rightfully ours." Elliot's wide eyes meet mine, his gaze reflecting a mix of curiosity and awe. He may be young, but he's growing up fast in this unforgiving world.

"But Mama, isn't revenge a bad thing?" he asks, his voice tinged with innocence and naivety. I smile softly, ruffling his hair affectionately. "Revenge can be a complicated concept, my dear Elliot. It is true that revenge often comes with a heavy price, but sometimes it becomes necessary to right the wrongs that have been done to us. Our people have suffered for far too long, enduring the oppression and injustice imposed upon us by the overworlders. It is time we stand up for ourselves and make them realise the consequences of their actions."

Elliot's eyes widen even further, his young mind beginning to grasp the weight of our mission. "So we're going to fight them? Like in the stories you tell me?"

I nod solemnly, my heart heavy with the burden I carry. "Yes, my son. We shall fight. We shall gather our forces, strategize, and wage war against the overworlders who have kept us trapped here. But remember, revenge is not just about inflicting harm; it is about seeking justice and ensuring that our people can live free from oppression. We fight not out of a desire for power or dominance,