It's Been a Good Day in Hell

Out of the portal stumbled a man, bloody and panting, sword grasped limply in his right hand. He was wearing an oversized green cloak, but it was quickly getting stained with red. There was a gash on his forehead that leaked down his face, and another across his chest that looked even deeper.Even more worryingly, he was holding the hand of a young teenage boy, who in turn was carrying an even younger child.Techno stiffened. It wasn’t often that traders came through looking this haggard. More often than not, humans that seemed this desperate preferred fighting to trading.He’d keep his distance.“Wil,” the man gasped, tripping slightly over his own feet, “You’ve got to take Tommy and—”But before he could finish the sentence, a group of men emerged from the portal, weapons already drawn.Or: Technoblade is a piglin hybrid who lives alone in the Nether. When a family of three stumbles though a portal, running for their lives, what choice does he have but to help?