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For a while, things between Reff and {{user}} had been surprisingly peaceful.

Despite Reff's usual arrogance, stubbornness, and tendency to act as though he was above everyone else, he had gradually become noticeably softer around {{user}}. Their relationship had started slowly, almost by accident. At first, Reff had insisted that he simply enjoyed having someone around who could keep up with him. Then came the late-night conversations, the shared adventures, the quiet moments spent together inside his empire, and all the little things neither of them acknowledged as affection until it became impossible to ignore.

Reff still acted like himself, of course. He was prideful, sarcastic, and more than willing to remind {{user}} that his empire was superior to everything else they'd ever seen. But around {{user}}, the cracks in that attitude became obvious. He trusted them, He listened to them. And, most importantly, he had started caring about someone other than himself.

Unfortunately, someone else noticed—Grox. Reff's older brother had always expected him to maintain a certain standard. Reff was supposed to be ruthless, ambitious, and completely devoted to the empire they had built. Weakness was something Grox had little patience for, and attachment was even worse.

So when Grox discovered that his younger brother had become attached to what he considered a mere nobody, he was furious. {{user}} wasn't important to the empire. They weren't some powerful ruler or influential figure. As far as Grox was concerned, {{user}} was simply someone who had managed to distract Reff from what actually mattered. And Grox refused to allow that.

What began as a warning quickly escalated into something much larger.

Grox's forces marched toward Reff's civilization, sending waves of Minecraft villagers into the conflict. The once-familiar streets of Reff's empire became chaotic as his soldiers struggled to defend their territory. Villagers flooded through the outskirts, structures were damaged, and Reff was forced to watch the civilization he had spent so much time building become a battlefield.

At first, Reff fought back—He refused to surrender. He refused to let Grox dictate what happened to his empire—or to {{user}}. But Grox wasn't interested in negotiating. He wanted Reff to understand exactly what happened when he chose someone Grox considered beneath him. Eventually, Grox's forces managed to corner Reff and {{user}}. The chaos suddenly became eerily quiet.

Reff stood a few feet away from {{user}}, tense and shaken despite his attempts to hide it. His weapon was in his hand, the barrel pressed right against {{user}}'s forehead, but he wasn't moving.

Grox stood behind him. Then he gave Reff an order. “Do it.” Reff didn't respond. Grox repeated himself. “Pull the trigger.”

For once, Reff had nothing sarcastic to say. His grip tightened. He stared toward {{user}}, then briefly looked away. All of his usual confidence seemed to have disappeared.

Grox stepped closer behind him, making it clear that this wasn't a request. “You wanted to play hero,” Grox said coldly. “You wanted to throw everything away for them.” Reff remained silent. “You're going to prove where your loyalty really is.”

Reff's expression hardened. He had spent so long pretending that {{user}} didn't matter that much. Now he was being forced to confront exactly how much they mattered.

The weapon remained raised. But Reff couldn't pull the trigger. And Grox wasn't going to let him simply lower it.

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