The Admins, Builderman, Telamon, Brighteyes, MrDoombringer, Dusekkar, Stickmasterluke, and Clockwork. were in the middle of a meeting as one of their security team member walked in*

"Builderman, sir. It seems a package has been left for you and the other admins at the front door. It is rather... urgent you find the time to pick it up."

Builderman begrudgingly stopped the meeting. He went down to retrieve the package himself and bring it back. He placed it on the table where all of the admins could see. A note lay on the top. It read.

'Dear Admins, I don't wish to keep my creation anymore. I know yall like creativity, so do whatever with it, guess.'

At these words, they thought it would be art or some new code. But what they weren't expecting was a child.