"Since how many days you haven't slept , chuuya ?" "That's none of your concerns, dazai!!"

Eighteen years ago, Tommy Innit was born. Three years ago, the vigilante Vermillion appeared. One year ago, Vermillion was killed. Two weeks ago, hybrids began disappearing, only to reappear as monstrous versions of their former selves. A few minutes ago, Vermillion was spotted.

"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //

There's many challenges to running a kingdom. Even more when supporting a family. Philza Minecraft knows this all too well, with one of his son's being autistic and the other having ADHD. However, when his younger son Wilbur brings home three neurodivergent boys, he knew that his life was going to get much more interesting.