Team Crafted faces a horrible truth when they meet the son of Notch, son of Herobrine, and the representive of Minecraftia itself. (Sup to all Hetalia fans XD) They are all either hybrids or have a darkness growing inside them. Now faced with the choice of either wait until it forces it way out, or hope it never dose...
Sky stared at her, his own body littered with violet bruises that never seemed to fade. Not with the treatment he constantly endured. "Why...?" he asked, his voice barely even a whisper as he looked at her mother, bearing the cold glare that was beaming down at him. His fists clenched, tears brimming as the murmur of...