Life was never easy for hybrids, but it's not as bad as it used to be. Hybrids are legal in more places then before, which was none in the past, and though there are some (a lot) kingdoms and people that see them as monstrous creatures from hell, there's more places for hybrids to settle. Most hybrids will stay in smaller groups and occupy a little village off the normal trade routes rather then take their chances, they always have to be wary of hunters trying to kill or sell them for their abilities.

Philza, a crow hybrid, lived in a quaint commune with plenty of other hybrids. Everyone was basically a big family, especially him, Techno, Wilbur, and Tommy. They aren't related by blood but they're more of a family than most people out there, and have vowed to stay together. Their life is peaceful and calm. Everyone in the commune looks out for one another, making the buildings so they're suitable for all hybrids, after all, how are they going to taste Niki's amazing pastries if it's too dry for fish hybrids?

Philza could honestly say he loved his life, his little commune is just perfect. Many hybrids here came from elsewhere, same as Philza. Unfortunately, because of his past, Philza never could fully relax out in the open or when he wasn't sure of his surroundings, even after being here for so long. He's pretty sure Techno, a Piglin hybrid, couldn't either, but if he couldn't, Techno was never the type to bring up his emotional issues in front of anyone, even with Philza it was limited, and Techno trusts Phil more than anything.

Philza watched as Tommy, a racoon hybrid, ran out the cafe screaming for his friends Tubbo, a goat hybrid, and Ranboo, an enderman hybrid, before running off with the two somewhere down the little dirt path off their tiny commune main road. He must have decided he got board of Wilbur, a Piglin hybrid and Techno's twin, chatting with Niki, a pink axolotl hybrid, and went out to hang with his friends.