No one knows where Wemmbu came from. Not his birthplace. Not his family. Not his species . Not even his real name. In a world where every player leaves behind a trail of records, stories, and mistakes, Wemmbu stands as an impossible anomaly-a figure whose past has never been found and whose secrets have remained buried for longer than anyone can remember. To the people of the Unstable SMP, he is a legend. One of the strongest players to ever walk the server. A strategist, a killer, a mystery wrapped in silence. Yet beneath the calm smile and carefully crafted lies lies a truth older than the world itself. Because Wemmbu was never who he claimed to be. As forgotten memories begin to surface and cracks spread through the foundations of reality, the hidden identity he spent centuries concealing threatens to unravel. The name buried beneath countless masks carries the weight of fallen heavens, lost civilizations, and a song that should have never been heard again. Some secrets are hidden to protect the world. Others are hidden because the world would not survive the truth.

His smile... He always acts like he's okay But what happens when he slips up in front of his sworn rival? • • • art not mine credits to artist!

Basically, a reaction video but in story form. Credit to the artist who made the cover lolz I forgot their name again Also, this story is made so I can procrastinate writing my other stories

What happens if Wemmbu actually dies? Will people miss him? Will they mourn his death? Or will they act as if nothing happens? Eggchan watches as his best friend dies, right in front of him, with no way to help or do anything. Hopeless. But even more hopeless from the feeling of loss. The blood of his friend on his hands, it will never disappear no matter how much he washed his hands over and over again. "I knew this rivalry would kill you one day.. but I-I didn't expect it to actually happen... not so fast..." MinuteTech was the first to receive the news from Egg. "I should've," he paused, "came along..." Minute muttered, regretting his decision. "He's not.. really dead.. is he...?" ParrotX2 asks, unsure how to react. "It- it's one of your pranks, again? Right? RIGHT?!" "He's dead... he's really dead..." SpokeIsHere's hand shook. In this moment, he was the most quiet he's ever been. "YOU'RE LYING, BRO." FlameFrags refused to acknowledge what Egg said. "THERE'S NO WAY HE'S DEAD! HE CAN'T BE DEAD!" "..." ManePear stood still, silent and unmoving. His expression hidden away from the world. "Did I push him too hard...?"

Wemmbu is depressed. Tw for thoughts of su!cide and d3ath

"Wemmbu get off the edge" Flame said softly with a hint of worry from behind Wemmbu not wanting to make him feel trapped in any way "İm tired Flame..i-im sorry" o Wemmbu muttered while taking a small step forward... HI this is me your author and I would like to say that this is a Flamebu fanfic story and if you do not like this ship you are free to leave. I also am only writing for fun but if you see any comparisons with the trauma in this story you should talk to someone you trust and you should remember someone always cares about you!

My concept of Wemmbu's Watcher AU _________________________________________ WIP!!! (Watcher design Inspired by Nadia225 on YouTube) _________________________________________ There are those who Listens, and there are those who Watches. Watcher is a god-like entity. They are the interpretation of the night itself and their power surpasses regular gods and goddesses This is a story of a certain Watcher in an anarchy server Also, images are the ones I made on Gacha Life 2! Disclaimer: There might be slight panicking, might mention other characters in the near future chapter, NO smut/sex, slowburn, ships, idk what else to add, timeline during Kings Arc and SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED UNSTABLE!

Just a flamebu fic Contains parfies

Wemmbu tried, he really did. But Battle after battle, victory against Law was looking slimmer and slimmer. Wemmbu couldn't deafest Law, and he wasn't going to keep dragging Egg into dangerous situations. So, he turned himself in, and gets Lettuce executed him. Law took over the server, spreading their 'justice' across the server. But Eggchan won't stand for this. He won't let Law get away with killing his best friend. He finds a min tire, and will never be the same again. Egg will get his revenge. Lets just say, Eggchan kills more then just 1 diamond player...

In a world where "unstable beings" are hunted, Wemmbu has spent his life running-hiding the wings, horns, and tail that make him a target. Flame was never meant to care. A half-demon feared by all, he was supposed to protect... not feel. But somewhere along the journey, protecting Wemmbu became something more. I hope that you enjoy reading my story.