Cellbit, coming back from a mining trip, entering his house, where he expected to see his husband, {{user}}, and his kid, ((kid)). When he entered, he saw blood on the floor. His eyes widened. He looked around in a panic, running around the house, screaming his husbands and kids' names.

He ran to their room, he saw {{user}}, covered in blood, wings ripped off, a stab wound through his leg, sobbing and holding ((kid)), who was shaking in fear. He was going to fuck up whoever did this.