So guys this is my first story tell me if its sucks after this chapter if any one reads this oh and if you read this tell me about my writing style or the story ( and questions) because I would like to make this so you enjoy it
Deadlox is my name well it should be no one cared to look for me, no one cared to think. Everyone thought I was dead.
Time skip two years later...
Deadlox's pov
So its been two years since I was left for dead two fricken years, two years stuck in a cell, with insanity filling test but I made it through I Escaped. I am now a mix of the most feared things of minecraftia Brine, Ender, Wither, and other stuff to like sorcerrer, and cat.
So this is my litte story about how frendship can heal any wound (and love I guess)
