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In admins teeth

Summary:

Admins aren't like other deities.

With gods they care too little, just enough to toy with their worshipers.

Watchers didn't care at all void of any emotion as they Watch there worshipers suffer.

But Admins? They cared Far too much like a child to dolls, like a wolf to prey, they felt so Much emotion for there "players" that they'd torture ones soul and body to make them "Behave"

Some can control there emotions while Others don't even try. Then there are those who hold back for soo long.

They snap.

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Blood seeped into his claws as he scratched and clawed at his "skin" false code made to cover his true form so non could see the monster he really was.
Meny have fallen to the void and even with his small almost insignificant fake skin he's slaughtered thousands of Netherlings over hope and blood lust.
He's called by meny names Monster' demon' nightmare' void child' world ender' and meny others but one title he claws too hoping for it not to slip away was
"Friend".

 

Doc paced the floor as worry structured his features. Shashwami hasn't left his skeleton in Days and sure there hermits but he hasn't even gone out for a supply run and that's what worries him. He stills as he feels his pocket buss, looking down he sees a message in chat.

# 𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙂𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙧

Docs heart sank to his paws as he galloped threw the woods, Sticks and leaves being smashed as metal hoof and thick paws dashed threw the trees. Finally after a few minutes a large skull pierced the canopy as he neared. But then a new feeling filled his heart as with hope there was dread like a sinking feeling of a parent who called your name angrily, Or a beast stalking you, Watching your every move.

As he grew close it became overwhelming obvious of the destruction inside as clawmarks ther where at Least two feet Wide shredded the bone as if the skull where made of butter. A hesitant hiss slipped pass his teeth as he passed the mouth. Inside was So so much worse it was dark yet a devine glow illuminated the blood and strewn corpses of mushroom cattle most of which where ether heifers or calf's, small bones shattered and ripped in half till they where nothing but structure with puddles.

Doc took a deep breath "you've seen worse common man he's Just a lil more ... Hungry. You've got this"
With reassuring words he pushes forward to the neck as it plummets to a glowing ribcage some how shrouded in a darkness deeper then the void.
He blinks as 6 stars pop into vision but this wasn't the Actual void. No they where way above bedrock.

That's when it struck.
Those weren't stars, They where eyes.