Jumperwho and Derapchu are murdered by Clownpierce. New game mechanics are implemented into the server. A group of people out to save the server from Clownpierce.

"Why did you even do this thing?" Flame eventually asked. "Like, fake your death and go invis?" "I was bored," Wemmbu said. It was only half a lie. In reality, he wanted to start over. He wanted to be able to play the server as someone new, someone without a bunch of enemies and as someone who can actually do things without being feared or hated. He'd thought being the strongest would be fun, but he'd completely forgotten about the paths one had to take to get there. ~ or, in which wemmbu is actually balling on ptsd :D

Law dog au!! (But in my style obvs) this is one of my first story so I would really appreciate it if you guys tell me if you want something to change or what I can do to make it better counting on you guys!!!!