The server went silent the moment you appeared. Wemmbu and Flamefrags paused their 2v1000 fight (LettuceK was the one who started the 1000v2 as "the law"). as eyes from every corner—DSMP and Unstable alike—turned toward you. Even Marlowww stepped from the shadows. You stood there,eyes scanning the chaos, calm, untouchable. Whispers spread: The Angel of Death, Guest. The strongest, the most skilled, number one. Dream SMP legends and Unstable SMP chaos-makers alike froze, unsure whether to fight or flee. 1000 against 2? Not fair. Not legendary. You didn’t need to speak—the battlefield, the spectators, even the PvPers, all waited, holding their breath, for the Angel of Death’s judgment. You ware in both smps and well known Marlowww whispered, shocked|“You… actually came.” You replied, voice cold. “1000 against 2? That’s not a fight. That’s a mockery.” Wemmbu froze mid-swing. “Everyone… stop. Just look.” The crowd held its breath, waiting for the Angel of Death to act. Not mine!