Rody goes back to working for Vince after Manon never answered him, he still needed the job after all. He slowly forms a friendship with Vince, and eventually tells him his favorite food. Which gives Vince the perfect idea for what he can cook for Rody. (Past chapter 31 is all bonus chapters.) [Dead Plate Fanfic Post-Ending One. This has a lot of angst, and does not have a happy ending. However, I plan to make another fanfic of these two later, that does end happily. I also plan to make a fanfic of Cold Front, a game made by the same creator as Dead Plate]

Rody looked up at Vince. His eyes were wide and crazed, but his smile still reached them. A genuine smile. It creeped Vince out how genuine it was. Like- like he'd been wanting to do this. Like he didn't regret it at all. No remorse was in his eyes. Just pure satisfaction. "There's nothing that tastes this sweet." He tilted his head. It was chilling. Even as he's quite literally going crazy in front of his eyes, he could still just tilt his head and Vince would see a smiling, innocent golden retriever. "You know nothings as sweet as revenge, right, Vince?" --- Tw // Mentions of murder, very mild description of murder, Sorta crazy Rody Sorta sane Vince HELLA OUT OF CHARACTER RODY --- cover art credit: 7starssovereign on twt/x

First came the heavens, the glistening white abyss of clouds that overlooked the barren land. Then came the six primaries: Life, Death, Earth, Ocean, Weather, and Chaos. Happy ascension day! This is a story of my creation using the Hermitcraft characters! To be clear, I am using their HC personas, not the actual people. You do not need any background with HC to understand or enjoy the story however. This story does contain shipping (#Grumbo) but no explicit smut. Slight warning: this story does contain some violence Cover art was drawn by my amazing brother!