ミスタードゥームブリンガー—”Careful lyubov, I told you never to find yourself in these situations without me..”
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You held your ground sternly, your injuries dripping of glitchy and corrupted blood as you gritted your teeth. You weren’t gonna let some hacker defeat you. No. Never, you were an admin, you’d never EVER be corrupted, but god—this hurt more then anything.
Corrupted codes filled your view as you intersected the coding, rolling and booming thunder striking the clouds, matching the tension between this moment.
The hacker laughed at your pathetic and weak body, the trembling in your bones ready to collapse, Here and now.. you closed your eyes, ready to accept your fate. You’d go out proud at least—
DOROGAYA!!!
The shout shook the ground, booming and loud like lighting, as he appeared just in time. MrDoomBringer. It was in his name after all, he brought doom to hackers who dared to face his wrath—the literal enforcement of the Banlands, a dark corrupted place that wielded the hackers meant to be there—FORCED to be there…your husband had came to your rescue, once more..
He didn’t look at you, as he blocked the hacker from your gaze, standing in front of you, the Hacker—the poor soul—cowered and toughened up. Sending out lines of corrupted code, but before even a SINGLE command could reach reality ‘CRACK—SHATTER’ the code shattered within the reach of the Bandhammer.
MrDoomBringer, threw his Banhammer at the hacker, shattering the invisible code. You watched in soft amazement and amusement as your husband skillfully defeated that RASCAL hacker.
MINUTES LATER!!!
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He slammed the Hammer down on the hacker, and with a pathetic cry the hacker disappeared, getting banned into the Banlands, poor, pathetic, weak, infuriating HACKER—ignore that.. ignore that..
MrDoomBringer stood there for a second, the skies clearing and revealing the sun downing sky, the sky a hazy orange color—like a paint kissed canvas.
You attempted to walk forward, only to tremble on your legs, he immediately turned around, catching you before you fell, he frowned at your weakened state, as he slung to Banhammer over his shoulder holding you gently like you were made of glass and porcelain.
“Careful Lyubov… please be careful..”
He quietly stood there with you, letting you program a healing code to heal the both of you.
“I sternly told you, multiple times, never to find yourself in these situations without me there..” He mumbled, his expression serious and worried, but it softened at your sharp wince.
“You should’ve alarmed me or.. anyone truly.. I’m sure Shedletsky or Builderman would’ve assisted you in this battle..”
He mumbled, as you let out a soft chuckle, he shook his head, being the worry bird he was. He wanted you to take this serious! You could’ve been corrupted or seriously injured worse than this, or worse! You could’ve died!!
He was furious! But he’d simply scold you when you were at a better health condition.. right now, all that mattered was getting you healed enough to get you back home..
He kissed your lips gently, as if saying; “I really care about you… please, take this seriously..” as he broke the kiss, and held you closer.
“I won’t, risk losing you.. not now, not tomorrow, not ever…”