"Your Trust."

"Your trust."

Since the beginning, Evbo strived to be something more, to figure out his purpose in a system so unforgiving.

To become more.

Nowhere was safe, always a few hits away from death. But then he came to realize the importance of the armour stand, progress as he pleased, give his eternal trust into the hands of all who cared.

Taking a breather on the Iron sword level, come to believe that peace blooms unlike every other corner of this civilization.

Was it too foolish of him to learn that there is more to life than PvP? Nobody should have to die to live.

Tabi had stuck by him since the beginning, changing all he knew about this place, granting him mercy in the Market Place. Could it be that when Evbo kept showing up was the moment she realised that he could be useful for the grand plan?

And if it meant suffering through his monologues, it was a price to pay to live forever.

Was she never even captured? Was it just a coy to stuff Evbo into that cell that is painted red by his blood as decoration? Sitting on the cold stone as it drips down on the side.

Did Tabi seriously not gain any sympathy, hearing the tireless screams die down along with him? Slashed by the piercing blade, a tool like he's become.

Even if the Guard wasn't exactly the most kind to him, he was somewhat patient, merciful, and always stuck to his word. He waited long for Evbo to come back to his own slaughter, lending a helping hand, even if it just meant five more minutes of ease.

And of course, Evbo's first thought was to bring Tabi with him to the next layer. Evbo died and died and suffered and learnt and died and learnt and died and marched forward, just to figure out how to get past the Golden level. Tabi just followed after him.

She never did bring up the hurt, only using it as an example to keep Evbo from discovering the truth.

She never did bring up hearing Evbo plead for his useless life, only for it to turn into 'just get on with it' or nothing at all.

At least the Diamond swords had some compassion, not blaming Evbo for the success of his 'friend'. Who knows what Tabi might do with that sword, Evbo probably won't be around to see.

But when it came down to it, he had hope. He had hope that under all that training, reckless words, was the Tabi he began to know, the mask slipping.

Standing in her way, he couldn't just let her pass by him, not saying a word.

She killed him quick enough, when all Evbo wanted to hear were what she truly had to say, after a long journey, that she did infact care.

In that moment, he didn't care for the lick of freedom, standing infront of the open gate that would grant him his only goal, escaping PvP Civilization. He just wanted to hear Tabi out, an explanation would have been nice.

Did he truly mean nothing to her?

When he was back to where it all started, he was only met with bloodthirst, they all wanted him dead, they all wanted his sword, they all wanted his head.

The arrow stuck in the tree reassured him of change.

There is a lot to more to come, but for now he's just the guy with the shopping addiction. The guy that talks too much. The guy that trusts people too much. The guy that isn't half bad at PvP, and the guy that believes there is more to this world than fighting to live longer.

But for now he's just Evbo.