Character: Lynxzz

* Default Skin
* S5 - Arc III

> "msg oatmeru, want to kiss again"
>
> -Lynxzz

## History

Lynxzz joined Apeiron on October 22 2021, starting off as a phantom, their early days began with exploring the land, and starting a small base in a cavern near spawn. On his first couple of days, he was interested in founding an Empire, however he ended up joining Desidera, owned by a veteran player at the time. A few days later, the empire was on the brink of disbandment, after it was left to Veecells, who did not want the position, and Lynxzz offered to take the reins.

After becoming the head of the second oldest empire still standing, Lynxzz invited several members from previous SMPs to Apeiron, including Oatmeru, Kusota, and Sovereignity. Lynxzz used his newfound standing to establish an authoritarian rule, which caused mass dissent and imbalance within Apeiron at the time, and ultimately, his downfall some time later, during an event known as *Blazing Meteor.*

Lynxzz led Desidera for about a month, before the meteor struck.

As a phantom, Lynxzz manipulated any fight he could, through potions of slow falling, end crystals, phasing, and pure damage output. He enjoyed large scale projects that Desidera would take on, such as *The Arena*, a huge structure of obsidian, upon the ruins of a bastion, that contained several cages where anyone and everyone could engage in PvP, and the World Border Project, which led to the establishment of Desidera's Citadel, a place where members could enjoy an open and isolated environment to do as they wished.

## Lore

### Pre-Desidera Arc

"He's in the walls" *- Oatmeru, meeting Lynxzz for the first time*

Lynxzz journey began in a distant realm, far from the borders of the Apeiron world he came to love, in a place known to few, called *Excalion*. Lynxzz, a phantom by nature, was known to fell any adversary that should wrong him, or his friends.

He was unique, in that he was able to overcome obstacles with relative ease, regardless of the odds, even changing his very physiology to do so. Lynxzz fought many alongside Oatmeru and Sovereignity, the most memorable being their first encounter. Lynxzz had a mission: to destroy the largest group known at the time, and he needed help.

He sought out two of the best fighters he knew, in Sovereignity and Oatmeru, teaching them how to morph into his kind, and giving them to supplies to take what they wished from the base, and erase the rest of it. Immediately they got to work, and a 3v7 fight ensued, which they ultimately won, decimating the morale and main base of operations for their opponents, and from there, they became known as *Wikipedia*. If there was injustice, they were there to stop it, and they would use every tool at their disposal to ensure that the weak didn't fear the strong.

One day however, it all came to an end, and the server was at peace, and that was when they found themselves in a new world, one unfamiliar and unlike their home. Immediately, they sought to understand what had happened, and their quest led them to *The Black Spire,* a monolithic structure at the border of the realm. There, they found an alternate Sovereignity, one who had been experimenting with interdimensional travel, and brought them here. Lynxzz decided that this place was to become a safe haven for others seeking shelter and fresh starts, and began to develop the area into Wikipedia's, now Desidera's, new home.

### Post-Apeiron

After the storm had settled within Lynxzz' emotions, many days after he was again judged and found guilty, he gained a clarity that allowed him to comprehend his actions and their reactions in a much more significantly empathetic way. He lay there, unsure of how to proceed with this knowledge, with these ideas of how he had ignored not his enemies or opponents, but his fellow members' right to be free, to truly experience fun and joy and the limitless potential of the world around them. He realised that now that he was gone, and now that he saw the error in his ways, that to stay away is to further guarantee that his comrades, some friends, some not, and some enemies due to solely his actions and decisions, to be able to enjoy everything Apeiron was at it's core. He finally saw that over and over, each and every time he sought to be the strongest, the best, the leader in every manner he could, that he failed to live up to what *Desidera*, no, *Wikipedia, stood for,* in an age before it all, in an age where there was no longer a need for him to live that way, to remain vigilant, he was free to be at rest, he thought, and rest he could. Lynxzz saw in his harsh judgements and unjust killings and torturous trappings that the age old saying rang true again, he had become the very thing he once swore to destroy. He became the unjust tyrant, the unfair and unyielding killer who never stopped, never listened. Who never **learned**.

After stewing on these revelations he had, uprooting his entire system of beliefs and escalation of actions and retaliations, he finally knew, both himself, and Apeiron, could finally rest. The sun had set on the times where he had lost his way, becoming laser focussed on multiplying any perceived wrongdoing a thousand fold and sending straight back at those who committed the smallest of what he believed to be crimes, and with that sunset, came a new dawn, one where everyone, no matter where or what they came from, who or what they were, could finally breathe easy, and could at last live as they wished, do as they pleased, and truly enjoy the experience of being another traveller in the world of Apeiron, never needing to remain ever vigilant of an attack with each step they took.

Lynxzz' time reflecting on Apeiron had many a pleasant memory, but he found they were never memories of killing those he believed wrongdoers, or hunting or torturing players, he found it to be that all of them were of a time where it was quiet, and he was surrounded by friends, laughing, joking, and goofing about, without a worry in the world, just... living. He reflected on his time during Season 3, where he levelled a Bastion at spawn to make way for an arena for the community to use, Howard flying around and making those building and breaking laugh, staff members' visits breaking the monotony of the task before them. He saw the quest to build a base under the nether spawn, with Oatmeru, the early days of their hours of base building and discussion, trying to decide where to place what, and finding creative uses for the most unsuspecting blocks, such as the obsidian slab, at a glance, it may have been obsidian, but Oatmeru and Lynxzz found it to be an un-phantomproofed relative to the sturdy crystalline block. He remembered with a sense of joy, a feeling he thought was lost on him, the days on end spent at the corner of the world, tens on millions of blocks from the nearest civilisation, where his friends came together to build something, something with meaning to them, that they cherished and founded a deep sense of personal contentedness in, each day each member contributing and making their sanctuary, that little bit more like a home.

He reflected on his favourite season, Season 4, where he let the armor of days past fall heavy at his feet, instead focussing on something he found enjoyment in previously, and yet also wished to improve and hone his skills within, building an expansive base within a new modded mineshaft that generated, only 15000 blocks from spawn. He allowed his mind to roam, prioritising gathering axolotls and tropical fish over netherite and the ideal enchantments. He wandered the halls of the cavernous home he found himself in, wearing nothing but iron armor, a full set on a good day, carving out spaces and planning out how to best utilise what the world had provided him with. He invested his valuables not into the items he once used for battle, but for defences and new items for his base, he realised. He even collected and displayed a collection of Halloween mobs he gathered, and named all his axolotls. In that memory of naming his axolotls, he found the memory he was truly the most fond of. He was in the Apeiron discord, open to talking to anyone and everyone, unlike weeks earlier, where he was tucked away in the aptly named "cave" only talking to the limited few he invited there. He was discussing ideas for the expansion of the base with his closest friend, Oatmeru, when Dra came a'knockin' before the usual base tour ensued. It was during which Dra came across some rather poorly named axolotls, and upon (very loudly) requesting to know who named the axolotls in question, of which there was two, was drowned out by the laughter of the two boys who eventually told the convincing lie of "i dunno". He again noticed the lack of conflict, the simplicity of his actions in each of these recollections of his days, and wondered why he had to revert, to relapse, back into his old ways, even after being stricken down by the meteor.

Lynxzz' final season was short lived, and the thing that stuck out the most was how little he recalled enjoying how he spent his time. He hardly built up a base, nor spent time with those around him, electing to shut himself in the caverns below the vast expanse of plains near spawn, and just... exist. He didn't do much outside of that, except for pop out to repeatedly stun-lock those that did no harm to himself nor anyone else, he realised his motivation was at an all time low, and his desire to find new and creative ways to beat whatever was thrown at him had been squandered. He bent the knee, doing what he knew he shouldn't, and against the all seeing laws of the world he was in, modified his client. Lynxzz relived every moment of his time during this season, finding almost no joy anywhere within it, only the pain that came when he was tried for his crimes, he watched himself plead himself to bear no guilt, despite knowing the truth, he used every possible innovation he knew of the weasel out of what he deserved, what Apeiron deserved, and with that, it was curtains. To understate the obvious, Lynxzz did not keep his emotions in check for the time that followed, and after he had calmed, after he had taken a look back at all he had done, coming to this very moment, he saw he needed to be better, not in the world of Apeiron, but in the world of life, become a role model for the younger members of the server, strive to improve as a person, and while he is yet to achieve this, he knows he is trying his best, every day that he can manage, and every day he is here is an achievement to him, he looks back 3 months, 6 months, 3 years, and knows that he is heading in the right direction, and knows that one day, all those he once walked alongside will overcome each trial and tribulation that they face, and reach heights they never dreamt of.

To all members of Apeiron, past, present and future,

I am Lynxzz, I accept my wrongdoings, my punishment is far from just, too light for all that I did.

To all the members of Apeiron, all I ask of each of you, is that you strive to be better, to lift those around you up, rather than put them down, whether in judgement or in spite. May each one of you both have and bring more enjoyment to the experience of Apeiron than I.\

To all the staff of Apeiron, that watched and repeatedly were impacted by my actions, I apologise, it isn't enough, but I believe it's a start. I will always appreciate the patience of Dani, Will and Dra, as well as the irrefutable consistency of Alcremia and somehow again, Dra, in how you treated me every time I stepped out of line, with limited exceptions, the patience and innumerable chances you all gave me have given me the chance to reevaluate my actions on a block game in a somewhat meaningful way, and inevitably, the ban had to come, I am truly grateful for you all, and enjoy watching the community you continue to cultivate and grow to this day, Dra, so here's to you, boss.

All the best,

Zac :)