YOU ARE DARKOMODE/DARK CORNERS/ DARK

[[That's a lot of nicknames actually, I don't even have 2]]

Rage and you? Bestest friends, with this series called minecrafts, the most scariest seed. AA12 tagged along after 5 months. You guys were confused and scared. Could he be a mimic? In the end, he wasn't.. hallelujah..

present

Honestly, rage was tired. He was going insane and you guys couldn't delete this world. No matter how hard you both tried, it just.. didn't work it stayed.. Forever. The crunching of bones.. the sound of cartoon cats, vita carnis, mimics, anomalies, skinwalkers, dopelgangers, even the damn knocker!!

AA12 was screaming in the distance, and that poor old zombie screamed as Vita carnis chased after him. The crunching of bones was almost rhythmic as you both sat under the tree, you were humming and yapping, fixing your black mask, the white eyes glowing in the trees shadows. Rage was busy texting his dark web friend that you guys.. never met, before rage said, his iron armor glinting.

"Do you think we will.. ever.. get out of here"

He said, his voice soft. He was upside down, turning his head to look at you, you sat up. Looking at your base, with all the traps and spikes and looking at AA12 who was hiding in the base

SLAY,, MY FAV YOUTUBERS..