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Wemmbu dies to Flame’s sword during their rematch. Dying in a hardcore server is—of course—permanent, so he doesn’t expect to open his eyes ever again.
But he does.
He wakes up in an entirely different world—one ruled by heroes, villains, and vigilantes alike. A place governed by systems and organizations so intricate they run deeper than anything he has ever known. The people here are familiar in the worst possible way: faces he recognizes, now hidden behind masks and titles.
Through it all, Wemmbu has only one goal. He needs to find a way back to Unstable SMP.
The question is whether this world—and the people who claim him—will ever let him leave.
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Wemmbu respawns into a Superhero AU and accidentally collects a harem. Let the guy get home in peace, dammit!
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Wemmbu.
He was here, at Flame’s base. After two months of dead ends, false hope, and chasing mere rumors, the idiot was standing in his entry room, looking tired yet alive. Alive. Wemmbu was alive and Flame wasn’t going crazy chasing after some dead guy.
Flame’s grip tightened on his sword instinctively. Relief hit him so strong he almost felt dizzy. Disoriented. Flame shoved it down. Relief was the wrong reaction, obviously. What he actually felt was… satisfaction. Victory. Wemmbu was standing there, hunched over with an invisibility potion in hand, wide golden eyes and parted lips. He was alive, and now Flame could finally get his rematch and wipe that old humiliation off the records with a win.
Or,
The Obsessed Horror Mod made itself known in the Unstable SMP. Its newfound obsession? Wemmbu himself.
Or,
Wemmbu got a creepy stalker during his Invis Knight arc. Flame came to the rescue!
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A lone figure stood in front of a beautiful, towering building. Dread curled tightly in his stomach, heavy and insistent.
His new college.
It really was beautiful. The Victorian-style architecture rose proudly against the sky, all sharp angles and elegant curves, with multiple towers and narrow balconies that looked like they belonged in another century. A copper-tiled roof caught the light, dulled by age but still warm in color. Massive oak trees surrounded the campus, their branches stretching wide as if to shelter it. The few orange and yellow leaves clinging stubbornly to the limbs swayed softly in the wind, fluttering down now and then to crunch beneath passing feet.
Or,
Wemmbu starts his new life at college, trying to leave alot of things behind.
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01 Feb 2026
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If I Had Stayed, But I didn't. by 0od
Fandoms: Lifesteal SMP, Unstable Universe (Web Series)
01 Jan 2026
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“You’re really going through with this,” Mane says.
“I don’t see another option,” Wemmbu replies.
“That’s funny,” Mane says. “You always say that when you’ve already decided.”
Silence.
“You could’ve told us earlier,” Mane adds.
“I didn’t want it to turn into this,” Wemmbu says.
Flame scoffs softly. “It always does.”
“That’s not what I meant,” Wemmbu says.
“I know,” Flame answers.
Another pause. Someone shifts their weight.
“Are you going to say anything?” Mane asks.
Flame doesn’t respond.
“Mane,” Wemmbu says, quieter now. “Please.”
“Don’t,” Mane replies. “Don’t ask him to make it easier for you.”
Flame exhales. “It’s fine.”
“No,” Mane snaps. “It’s not.”
“I said it’s fine,” Flame repeats.
Wemmbu’s voice drops. “I never asked you to stay.”
“I know,” Flame says.
That’s the last thing anyone says.
The door closes.
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Flame and Wemmbu have always been enemies, rivals who speak in fists, blades, and ruined builds.
When an ancient curse binds their health and survival together, hatred becomes dangerous. Every wound is shared. Every reckless choice hurts them both. Distance weakens them. Separation nearly kills them.
Forced into unwanted closeness, their rivalry curdles into something darker, heated arguments, jealousy with teeth, possessive instincts neither wants to admit to. The curse feeds on emotion, and the more they fight it, the tighter it pulls them together.
The bond can be broken.
What they’re not prepared for is how badly they don’t want it to be.
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Flame and Wemmbu are bound together by a curse that shares their damage and they are forced to stay together wether they like it or not while facing many challenges.