There were factions who loved it and others who hunted it. The Keepers — administrators with a reverence for fixed rulesets — labeled Ares a threat. They patched servers, quarantined seed files, and warned of unpredictable economy swings and balance ruptures. But servers that resisted found themselves slowly emptying; players drifted to pockets where Free Craft lived in the margins — in private servers, in whispered downloads, in mirrored repositories coded in languages the Keepers didn’t bother to study.
