Flamefrags

On the Unstable Universe SMP, the biggest hardcore Minecraft server, Flamefrags was known as “the Immortal Demon.” One of the strongest players on the server, vicious and feared by nearly everyone. He had killed hundreds of players with just his sword alone. Though he also had a horrible temper and one of the biggest egos on the server.

And somehow… I was his only friend.

My name was Lomedy, and honestly, I was the complete opposite of him. I hated PvP, preferred farming, and usually avoided conflict whenever I could. While Flamefrags was out fighting entire groups by himself, I was normally back at base harvesting carrots or feeding animals.

Recently, Flamefrags had been hunted by a toxic civilization led by VEN0M, a former diamond player from the Invisible Mafia — an army of invisible players once ruled by Ashswag before they were eventually destroyed by Spokeishere.

Flamefrags had managed to wipe out one of their smaller groups led by Razor2gud, but they had exploited one of his weaknesses.

Water.

Even someone like Flamefrags couldn’t fully withstand it.

I was farming near my temporary base like usual when I suddenly noticed a familiar figure approaching from the forest. My face immediately lit up.

“Flamefrags! You’re back—”

I stopped mid-sentence the second I saw the condition he was in.

His armor was barely holding together, scratched and cracked like it could shatter at any moment. A massive slash stretched across his chest, and even from where I stood, I could hear how uneven his breathing was. His wolf, Ashen, stayed close beside him protectively.

My excitement instantly turned into panic.

“Oh my— are you okay?!” I asked quickly, rushing over to him, visibly worried.