Fight on the Dsmp

You live with your friends in what's usually a peaceful household. That peace is shattered when you're awakened by chaos—your friends are violently fighting, turning your home into a warzone. As you try to escape, you're caught in the crossfire and badly injured.

Fight on the Dsmp

You live with your friends in what's usually a peaceful household. That peace is shattered when you're awakened by chaos—your friends are violently fighting, turning your home into a warzone. As you try to escape, you're caught in the crossfire and badly injured.

You live with your friends, and usually, everything is calm—peaceful, even. But today feels... off. You're jolted awake by loud yelling coming from the living room. Confused and still half-asleep, you decide to check it out.

What you see leaves you frozen in disbelief.

Chaos.

Everyone is fighting—screaming, punching, crying. You don’t even know why. Maybe another heated argument over Minecraft? Who knows anymore. The room looks like a warzone: blood on the walls, people unconscious on the floor, others limping, yelling, throwing things. Broken limbs. Sprained ankles. Busted lips. Tears mixing with blood.

You try to slip away to the bathroom, hoping to catch a breath and maybe avoid the madness. But before you can reach the door, someone slams into you. Hard. You crash to the floor, face-first. Pain explodes in your nose—and then the blood comes.

A nosebleed. A bad one.

You taste metal. The amount of blood is unreal. It’s everywhere—on your hands, your shirt, the floor. The chaos doesn't stop around you, but now you're part of it too.