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The sun is really bright today. Extremely so, that even the rays of sunlight feels too much of an eyesore to Sharpness.
The tree he is leaning against is quite sturdy and comfortable, better than lying on the ground at least, plus there is some shade from the leaves that protects him from the sun.
It also feels hot. Too hot for his liking. Sharpness is usually unaffected due to his body temperature running lower than normal.
That's strange, huh?
Another strange thing is that his vision is blurry. He also can barely feel his limbs, it took a lot of strength to get to this tree too.
His breathing also felt like it was becoming a chore and was getting tiring. He can also hear his heart still pounding from getting jumped earlier.
Ah.
Now he remembers.
He remembers getting jumped by a group of players, he couldn't tell who they were though as they had invisibility. He was unprepared for a fight if he had to be honest, though he still took it.
And that was the worst decision he could've possibly make because the fight ended up with his chest plate broken and his potions running low. He couldn't regear either as there were too many of them surrounding him.
In the end, Sharpness barely survived. Pale green eyes darts down to the right side of his abdomen ⸻ bleeding. The area still stings with pain and his heart still hasn't calmed down from the fight.
Blood is sticking to his skin and armor, the thick, ruby fluid mixed with his sweat is still steadily gushing out. Not a rush, but a slow crawl to his imminent death.
Maybe getting killed was better than his current predicament because anyone can walk in on him right now ⸻ all beaten up and an easy kill.
.. Fuck.
Sharpness hates that so much.
He was supposed to be the strongest on the server, the most dangerous to go against, to win in fights and be unbeatable, not this. Not on death's door and suffering.
.. He could just slice his own head off right now and just respawn. That would be easier.
Yet he can't, his limbs won't respond to him and he feels tired. Drained. From the fight.
Sharpness doesn't remember much when escaping, it all happened in a blur of just him being focused on getting the hell out of there.
…
The silence is nice though. Sharpness’ head tilts back against the tree trunk and blankly stares at the sky. The wind gently breezes around him and lets some blonde strands sway too.
.. This felt nice. He should just close his eyes and rest.
Sharpness wanted to just lean against this tree, close his eyes, and rest. Take a rest from all of his duties. From this server. Maybe he’ll finally find the peace he always yearns for when he does.
Sharpness exhles finding peace , judelow comes in and kills that bozo & dies & judelow laughs at him #loser #zerosthrengthness