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The ground ached and scorned with squelching sounds as the heavy hooves of a horse trudged through, behind the horse was a carriage: fit with the driver of the mobile anxiously glancing around with a rather large clothed cage behind.

The rain battered heavily, slippery steps of the horse and the wheels unevenly following along. Eventually, after a long, long passage of time they reached a large fortified wall, among the walls were soldiers ready to attack at any second, weapons hoisted up ready at aim.

The 2 main guards, guarding the entrance stopped the carriage, inspecting the carriage driver and the presumably package they brought.

“ HALT! Who dares use such a bold tactic in front of our border? “

One of the two guards yelled, scornfully watching the driver, It was clear the driver was from their enemy kingdom.

“ I was given orders, by lord telamon. A ‘proposal’ of truce for your lord demon king. “

The driver spoke shakily, the reins of the horse connected shaking in their hands, disdain in their face as the guards suspiciously watched them.
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The doors of the large bordering walls opened with a shriek of protest, the “demon lord” approaching cautiously yet confidently.

“ kill that driver. “

He spoke, demanding and fearful as the driver's eyes widened and the 2 guards flung the driver off the carriage and surrounded them. A scream of agony then the thud of a body was all that was heard.

The demon lord, John, stared at the mysterious covered box shape, could have this been an odd trap from Telamon? It’s not like Telamon has tried odd techniques to try and subdue him.

He roughly grabbed the cloth of the large box, pulling at it with his large spiky claws. Reveling in the shock of seeing THE telamons best war general, soldier, and child, 1x. locked in a cage battered and dirtied with a note attached that read :

“ a proposal of marriage, As a treaty for peace.

P.S dw abt 1x being too violent there's a reason they have those chains on. “
(rather odd add-on from telamon, chaining their own kid to a cage yet again he is the most weirdest of rulers.)

he stared at 1x, and 1x stared back. John could feel the radiating aura of hate dripping from 1xs scowl.

it honestly took him a second to realize the current state of 1x- their usual silky white long hair was dirtied and rough, their usual prideful and spiteful expression reduced to a frown that could pierce daggers through him.

the travel between kingdoms would've been long, and rough. seemed like there was only enough food for one person-the driver. 1x looks like he’ll starve to death any minute.

“ well well.. reduced to just a bride for me, hm? “

he stared at 1x, 1x radiated with even more rage and hate as those words escaped Johns lips.

“ I will gut you like a fish. “

1x spat out, a growl hummed from within as they hoisted themself up slightly.

1x couldn't believe this, they were a feared and respected war general. Everyone feared their combant abilities as they even rivaled telamon, but now.. he was reduced to some sort of forced bride for the demon lord, John doe, from their own creator.

John soon called for something, 1x was unsure on what exactly he was calling for as the thundering rain blocked his usually great hearing. he clenched on the heavy chains curving around their body, trying to squirm out but he was utterly exhausted. Traveling days without food or sleep was truly getting to them, much to their dismay.

John unlocked the cage cautiously, grabbing 1x from the chains and hoisting them onto his shoulders.

1x squirmed shouting quite foul and detailed threats as the gates of the border closed behined them.

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The rest of the day blended and mixed into a blur, from being forcibly dragged around by John to ending up in some barren overly decorated-looking prison cell. The walls had intricate carvings along them, most notably whirls of plants and blossoms on the small window sills.. 1x wasn’t even sure if you could even call those windows: very, very minuscule. Truly like a jail.

He groaned as he plopped onto the bed, the sheets curling around them as they huffed emitting their rage-filled energy. His hair rested beside him, not its usual silky white sadly. He eyed the room again, nothing that could be of use for escaping.

Usually, 1x had their swords. Something they took great pride in and loved. Even without the swords, they were sure they could beat the guards easily but.. they weren't exactly in the best condition right now.

The more 1x thought, the more angry they became. How dare Telamon, his creator betray him like this? This was so incredibly mortifying for him and his reputation. being resorted to nothing but a bride for the demon lord as some probably desperate endeavor at peace or getting rid of 1x.

He rolled onto his side, growling and gripping the sheets. The more they thought the more they got entangled by fury.

He got up, walking to the small windows. They weren't in the best condition, per se. They were entrapped in a series of fog and stains. Looking out, he saw what he assumes is some sort of courtyard- faint blobs of the drakobloxxians that John rules over skittering about.

As 1x looked out the window, they felt even more miserable and absolutely pathetic. He sighed, moving toward the bed again and sitting down, staring down at the floorboards.

Soon, the platter of hefty footsteps could be heard, one by one the heavy steps gradually loomed over to the door leading to 1xs current abode.

The door knob turned, swinging open to leave John in sight: his typical commanding and adorned kingly attire was off, uncomplicated clothing fit for relaxing.

1x glared at John. They gripped onto the sheets, not out of fear but of rage. Seeing John, especially right now was completely raised their temper tenfold.

John cautiously sat next to 1x on the bed, cautiously and slightly readying himself in case 1x did a sudden attack. (or an attempt of one)

1x stared daggers into John, 1x let out an annoyed scoff as he spoke:

“ I’ll never willingly marry you, disgusting filth. “
1x made sure to put a rather large emphasis on filth, snarling as they spoke.

“Well, I didn't expect to be marrying you anyway. “
John gave answer to, rolling his eyes at 1xs remark. Very tamed after those oddly explicit threats 1x was screaming at him earlier.

“ you are extraordinarily sickening to look at, don't you have anything better to do? Or are you truly just an impotent king? “
1x spat out with aggression. His tone hinted at some actual curiosity, what a novelty. but John was sure 1x would flay him alive for talking too extensively.

1x gazed at John, analyzing him: John was rather well built, which explained how he carried them for what felt like an eternity of brutal humiliation. His clawed corrupted arm glitched more and more as 1x prodded him with ridicules, but something 1x never quite noticed was the slight shimmer of red scales which would've usually been hidden by his clothing. most likely from his drakobloxxian genes, or maybe just some bizarre part of the corruption.

“ I get why you’re angry. I’m not sure exactly how I feel about this either but this will be for the best, I guess. “
John spoke glancing away, about to put his hand onto 1xs shoulder as some excuse of comforting.

“ excuse me? “
1x scowled, which was all the warning John got before 1x lunged onto John, thrusting them both off the bed and plunging violently onto the ground. 1x tightened his grip around John's neck, strangling as hard as they could as they straddled themself against him.

John let out strained gasps, chokes, and gags before he clasped his hands roughly onto 1xs wrists and tossed them off against a wall, which earned a grunt of pain from 1x.

They both stayed still, John rasping and choking on air while 1x grumbled in pain, letting out low growls of irritation. although he did just try and choke the life force out of John, his back definitely ached from the strength of the throw and past back wounds.

John got up, holding onto his throat which was now spotted red from the sheer pressure 1x had inputted. he walked out, latching the door shut with a loud thud as groans of ache faded away.

1x was alone now again. They sat there for a while, sulking.

they were truly pathetic.

This wasn't a positive change in their situation at all.

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The mesa: the passage between the two hostile kingdoms of the Demon Lord John and Telamon. Lifeless and treacherous, passing unscathed in this lawless land is a formidable task.

    where criminals live and bathe in         

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The air whistled against the quiet dead biome, bushes empty of leaves waving into the breeze as pebbles clattered and clinked below.

Heavy hooves pounded into the earth, alongside the emitting glimmer of a lantern.

“ do ya reckon there’s one of em red demons here, yah? Or are ya just believin' those stupid folktales again? “

a robloxian spoke, a scoff in their voice. The brown steed they rode flicked its tail, its ears leaning back.

“ I’m sure, got it from one of em’ people that have lived here for centuries. “

the other replied, fidgeting with the pistol they held while rolling their eyes.

The horses trotted down a long sandstone path, hooves clacking onto the sand the path seemed to stretch for millions of miles.

“This is a bad idea. Ya know the type of stuff that comes out durin' the night here, it’s lawless for a reason. “

the one who scoffed tipped their hat as they talked, staring off into the setting sun.

The sky was littered with a sequence of captivating blues, reds, and yellows with silent hues of purple. The clouds swirled around as the orangey shades of the mesa were saturated with the tinted setting sky.

“That's exactly why, it's lawless! If we’re able to git one of em’ demons we could probably sell it on the market for a hefty price, always people lookin’ for a horn or two. “

the one carrying the pistol answered back, readjusting a bandana strung across their neck. They clicked their firearm back into their holster.

The minutes felt like they were dripping into hours, long and steadily. Soon, they began to approach a plateau. A faint raft of air blew past them, with the sound of quiet far away giggles mixed with a layer of drakobloxxian chirps.

The one who was fidgeting with the gun earlier reared the horse, pulling on the reins to change direction to where the echoes were coming from. The one robloxian with the hat cautiously followed suit, holding their lantern out in the slowly dimming sky.

The atmosphere that enveloped them was dark and tense, quietly unmounting off the horses and beckoning them to stay. They gradually approached the sounds that whisked the air, the robloxian in the bandana slowly taking out the pistol from the holster.

BANG!

The pistol holding robloxxian immediately shot into the direction of the laughs, running forward gun readied.

The other followed behind, shakily holding the lantern.

A piercing heavy thud struck the soil, the bullet hit something.

The wails of pain were heard, whining and aching.

It was just a camel.

The camel lay on the soil, wails of sorrow and pain as it moved its head around looking to the now night sky, starry and bright. And then at the two robloxians, its sad gaze drooping as its tail whisked behind it.

The hat-wearing robloxian saw a slim red blur run away from to blocking section of the plateau, their eyes narrowed as they turned to the other to speak

“ let’s head back now, don’t want no travelers thinking our dwelling is a free-for-taking cabin. “ they spoke, grasping onto the lantern they held nervously.

“ true that. “

the other replied, clicking the gun back into the holster as they led the way back to the horses.

Mounting onto the horses, neighing and flicking their tails, they galloped away into the night.

They began to slow down, the gallop fading into a trot and the trot fading into a walk. Gravel rattled behind them, and before any of them could even blink the fluttering air was soon replaced by a piercing red sword that engulfed them in fire.

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“Why would you burn them, kid??” the father spoke shakily, nervously adjusting his glasses.

“They tried hurting me! I swear! “

the small scrawny red child replied, showing his father a scrape that he didn't even get from them.

“It's alright, it's alright.. we're safe here. Next time someone tries hurting you, please come to me. “

the father replied, bandaging the scrape as the child winced.

“ ok papa..”

he spoke, tail shifting and squirming behind him.

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hi guys this isn't an update I just wanted to say I appreciate ur guys comments u keep me from going crazyy

Idk if ill be able to make another chapter soon cuz the ao3 curse got me and I've been in a lot of pain lately =.=

also cuz I literally don't plan any of my chapters I js go wit rhe flow 😓

but uhm anyways guys I appreciate the likk 50 kudos!!!! u guys make me soooooo happy im gonna try practicing more to give u guys longer chapters :3

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hi guys sorry for like no updates I kinda forgot im likke THINKING SOOOO MUCH for the next chapters. Its gunna be BEAUUUUIFTUL im telling y'all!! anyways uhm ill probably list sum world facts IGUESS

(and before anyone complains ab wheres Jane, she's Johns sibling in this AU and uhm is currently crashing out in telamons kingdom cuz her brother pretty evil af )

John Doe rules over drakobloxxians
(basically a mix of drakobloxxers and robloxians, they aren't rlly related to robloxians.,,,sorta, they happened to evolved from drakobloxxers in a robloxian way? convergent evolutionnnn???sowmthing like that lul they r called demons tho

- C00lkidd and 7n7 are apart of this kingdom, 7n7 takes on a more robloxian look while c00lkid is more drakobloxxer looking.

- most hackers sorta originate from John Does kingdom, giving it a bad rep. Mainly cause the laws aren't really as enforced as they should be and widespread corruption among people in power.
( THE HACKER EQUIVALENT IN THIS AU IS LIKE.. A MAGE OR WITCH OR WHATEVR)

Telamons kingdom is primarily made up of avian-like robloxians n regular robloxians, Builderman is in charge of everything construction related n sum other stuff
(lowk still telamons boss tho)

1x is basically telamons kid, raised wit being ignored n stuff.. he became famous war general that supperr powerful caus they wanted telamon to acklongede him!!
(ended up getting into an arranged YAOI YAOI YAOI marriage)

Bye guys that's all for now. Me think new chapter soon probably I made a new fanfic instead im so cooked

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uhmm hi guys sorry for starving you Ill work one something soon perhaps 🥹