MCYT One shots and AUs

Update! (+ Very Mini Oneshot)

Wow, hey guys! It's been a hot minute hasn't it! Time has REALLY flown! Seriously, can someone tell me where it goes? Oh well, It's probably as existent and controllable as my sleep schedule.Anyway, I have two things to discuss!

Firstly, I apologise for the lack of content lately! I've been very busy, and Time has really flown. The small amount of time I do have is being used on a very large animation project that should hopefully be done in 2 to 3 weeks! (Its about Hermitcraft~)After that is completed, I'll hopefully be able to get back to you guys with some more one shots!

Secondly, another important notice;1K READS!?!??!?!? EXCUSE ME WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT? THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! Seriously though, thank you all for the support you give me, I really appreciate it, and I love to hear that you guys enjoy my work! Thank you all again!

And now as a small apology and an "Have this until I can give you something good" note in the form of this mini one-shot kind of thing. There isn't any specific backstory or anything, just something I came up with on the spot. It doesnt make much sense even to me, But hopefully it's enough for you guys! (Interpret it as you wish)

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Once beautiful, the server Evo burns to the ground, building by building, sheltering the few survivors of a brutal, unceasing war. A war less of swords and weapons, than of Magic and Manipulation. Only one building remains beautiful to the bare eye, but even that is a facade, put up to hide the shattered Windows, and crumbling brown brick below. Originally built by the first evolutionists a very long time ago, somehow it still stands strong and tall, able to accommodate the New Evolutionists; normal, everyday players who fight to protect their friends and family from the web of manipulation and lies their foe spin. The beauty the fake front provides hope and faith to the survivors. A hope that one day, the server can be restored to its former glory. A faith that if the players work together, they can defeat even their worst enemies and restore peace to Evo.Relentlessly the attackers send blow after blow towards Evo, barely giving the citizens a chance to breathe, let alone a chance to prepare for the next blow, and even less of a chance to fight back. To think that to gain independence and peace, you must fight and face the destruction that guards it, the whole situation is kind of sorely ironic. Many, many years ago there was an admin. In fact he was the first admin of evo, and one of the original players. He was a brave, cheerful, and optimistic prankster, despite the Watchers apparent dislike for him. He broke their rules and disobeyed them, and therefore he was punished for it. But every time, he laughed it off and went straight back to ignoring the watchers and disobeying them. This admin was the first player to ever truly stand up and fight back against the watchers. Despite being an admin, he had barely any power to his name, only his determination, friends, and his dislike for the watchers. They terrorised him for years, their anger fueled by his hatred and ignorance of their rules. He wanted freedom, and they wanted control. Despite the differing wishes between Watcher and Player he still fought back, until one fateful day, the original Evolutionists had finally fought and defeated the ender dragon. The admin was taken soon after. Surprisingly though, neither by the Watchers or players. Nobody truly knows what happened to him, but they do know that his passion for freedom from the watchers had spread to the other players. This admin. This newfound spark of rebellion in the evolutionists. This fighting spirit, started a war. A war for freedom.