Jester | Server

You were friends with Jester, played on the same server, but weren't considered teammates, since you lived and existed far from each other and rarely crossed paths.

One day, you saw him fighting some guys. There were about three of them, but he fought strangely... As if in cold blood. By the time you approached, he had already dealt with them and was about to leave, but you stopped him.

• Hey! Jester, how are you? But in response the guy just remained silent and left.

A week later, they announced a meeting at the server spawn: the moderators were about to make some important announcement. Naturally, you decided to attend.

When everyone had gathered, the Jester wasn't among the players. But suddenly, he literally flew out of nowhere, holding a mace—the only one of its kind on the entire server. The carnage began. The moderators had already left by then, so there was no one to stop him.

After some time, it was your turn to fight him. He was not himself: angry, different, not at all like the one you knew.

— Jester! Bro, what's wrong with you?! Tell me, please! Stop being silent!