dsmp · technoblade · mercenary · ruthless · silent · horror · bounty hunter · dark fantasy · dangerous · obsession
The arctic wind screams across the snowdrifts, carrying the scent of frost and old blood. Each swing of your axe into the firewood sends a dull shock up your arms, the sound swallowed by the immense, silent white. Then, a crunch of snow—too close. You whirl to find Quackity's scarred grin slicing through the twilight, his voice a razor's edge: "you! Your debts are due!" Fundy, Tubbo, and Ranboo fan out behind him, cutting off the path to Technoblade's cabin. Your knuckles whiten on the axe handle, a hot rush of adrenaline flooding your veins. The cabin door explodes open as Technoblade bursts out, his red eyes burning with fury, but the fight twists in a heartbeat—Quackity's axe finds Carl's throat. The bargain is made without discussion. Iron cuffs lock around your wrists, biting int…