Wemmbu doubts whether or not the world needs him. tw: thoughts of su!cide and De@th and like blo0d ig I dont have a proof writer for this so forgive me if the grammar or spelling is wrong :D

Wemmbu felt exhaustion creep in like a creeper stalking him through the shadows, getting closer with every heartbeat, waiting to explode. He looked up. Flame was standing on a stone block, calm, deadly, unrelenting. Wemmbu knew he was outmatched... but getting caught wasn't an option. He refused. Maybe... maybe he could fake it again. Not the invisible knight this time - that mask was shattered the moment Flame and Parrot revealed it. He scanned his inventory. Calm. Calculating. Smirk creeping across his face. With a practiced flick, he opened his elytra and shot skyward. Ignoring the arrow that pierced it, he propelled himself as high as he could, counting rockets - ten. Ten chances to put the distance between him and the render limit, to vanish from sight. And then... he grabbed the fishing rod. The one relic left to him, rotting in his inventory since the Mafia days. He flicked it with precision. One pull, one perfect swing. And just like that, he was gone. Do you want me to do that next?

Uh I'm lazy Warning it's pretty violent and NOT for the faint hearted Cover art doesn't belong to me I can't find the Og version but it isn't mine :p

Hiiiii if you haven't already read Imperial fire duo my other book then I 100% recommend reading that first to make this book make more sense! Thanks!

He's trapped. He's broken. He believes the world has forgotten him. Every day in the gray, suffocating walls of his prison, Wemmbu counts the cracks in the floor, the echoes of footsteps, and the moments slipping endlessly into nothing. Hope has long abandoned him-or so he thinks. But someone is already moving through the shadows. Silent. Precise. Obsessed. FlameFrags will risk everything to reach him, to pull him from the edge before despair consumes him completely. Timing, patience, and danger intertwine in every corridor, every locked door, every careful step. One wrong move could ruin everything. One perfect move could bring freedom. Between fear and obsession, despair and hope, two lives are drawn together by invisible threads. Sometimes salvation comes in the quietest moments, the smallest gestures, and the deepest connection. Will he be saved-or will the shadows claim them both?

Wemmbu hide's his true identity from the players of the Lifesteal Smp but one day he's fighting and his crown flys off reveling the real Wemmbu the demon Wemmbu... Cover Art mine!! Don't steal without giving credits!

Wemmbu AU I'm the OG creator of this AU unless someone else made something like it idk Anyway in joy

Umm... Its a ship :3 And some of the things like they having superpower is not my idea.

Wow is this fandom even alive.. OBVIOUSLY Anyway This story is a branzy x clownpierce based off of the videos they've done together💗😝