"Wilbur, you're a bit of a poet yourself, aren't you? You like a bit of irony? How does it feel to fall so far?" Etho says and Wilbur replies to him with silence. "President, brother, father, lover. To the groveling man we see before us. Desperate to show you have no purpose so we let you go," Etho says, bending down and roughly grabbing Wilbur's chin to force him to make eye contact with him. Wilbur's chest squeezes and his heart races. How the hell did Etho know about him? "Tell me Wilbur Soot, What's the purpose of a flightless bird, if not to die?" ------- Aka: C!Wilbur leaves DreamSMP and accidently ends up in Limited Life. At first, everyone seems nice and but he soon figures out what this world is all about in the first place. The game of hunting or be hunted. The game of kill or be killed. The game of Last Man Standing.
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