Apples of the Earth

In a far-off land, there exists a world where impossible can happen, dreams can come true, and magic is real. A place where chunks of cement can float in the sky and where an endless waterfall can be put in a bucket. A place that calls itself the Overworld. So many things never possible before are possible. There's golden idols that can prevent death when held, teloportation, and so much more. There's creatures you couldn't imagine and hybrids of them as well.

This mystical land has some of the most incredible people. A man who can not die. A girl who can summon terrifying beings. A boy who can create infinite cake. Children who are as efficient with many weapons as assassins in our world are. Ghosts who roam the world they once walked.

This world has it all. And nearly all illnesses can be healed simply from a fruity melon drink and an apple of gold. Everyone can die 3 times, too. Some even more, for a boy with other worldly abilities has the ability to bring them back. And yet, not everything can be healed. Some people die and stay dead.

This is a younger DSMP fanfic. It's also my first, so please go easy on me. SBI but mainly for early plot. Much of it will align with canon to some extent, but not all will. THIS IS ANGST. My goal is tears.

Trigger warnings may or may not include the following:

Sickness
Fever dreams and vivid nightmares
Blood
Major character death (little to no gore in the death)
Voices in someone's head
Helplessness
Fear
General sadness

Tell me if I need to add more, but if you're easily triggered, proceed with caution. Rember, this is ANGST. There will be no cutting or suicide. PM me triggers if you're concerned