The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
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This is it, guys. The last chapter.
(Warning: The following program contains material that may be disturbing to some viewers. Viewer discretion is advised.)
And, some good music that fits this chapter:
Part 16:
I stared into the deep emptiness of the black End portal. What could be on the other side; outer space? If that were true, I’d meet my end immediately. Perhaps it was some dimension in the sky? Maybe a twisted place of extreme temperatures like the Nether?
Well, I wouldn’t know unless I found out for myself.
But yet I hesitated. I realized that I just backed myself into a corner. If I go into the End, I would probably die, leaving the villagers on their own with Zane and Rhino. If I gained my freedom, I’d be sent back to my real home, again without the villagers. And I couldn’t go back since the government would know about this new place. So, in a wild random thought, I devised an idea.
I dove head-first into the portal. I heard a loud blaring noise in my ears, as I was traveling to a whole other universe. The black stars within the portal began to swirl around me in a crazy, hypnotic pattern, the center of the pattern being a small black square. As I continued to fall into the vortex, the black square became bigger. Then I realized, I was falling directly onto it. I was afraid of the height, but somehow I landed on the black platform easily.
Now that I regained my wits, I studied the platform. It was made of a sheet of obsidian. I observed the atmosphere. There was nothing but a fuzzy blackness in the distance. No natural sources of light were anywhere, although, somehow, I could see fairly through the dimness.
In front of me was a bridge made of that same material that the portal frames consisted of. There was no green glass around, however. I cautiously walked across the bridge, as my footsteps made a multi-audible echo. It was quiet enough to make my ears ring. Where was I?
I looked at the compass. It was no help, as the spinner was rapidly pointing in random directions. It was as if it were detecting some kind of energy.
Then I felt it. It was a wave of darkness, one that the Nether couldn’t compare to. My spine shivered like a rattle. On the other side of the bridge was a massive floating island made of only that strange material. It must have been hundreds of feet wide and tall. Below it, was nothing more than a dark void, perhaps an endless oblivion.
There was somewhat of a strange stairway leading to the surface of this floating island. I followed it, unsure where it was leading me. I was at the surface soon after. It was a smooth, wide ground with barely noticeable slopes of that material.
I looked up. Eight huge obsidian pillars towered above me, four on each side of the island. Each of them held a large pink swirling crystal at the top.
As I looked ahead, I stopped. Fear suddenly gripped me stronger than it ever had before. Before me was an astounding number of Endermen, perhaps thirty of them. Sixty shimmering, unblinking eyes were all locked on me.
Oh wait. Make that sixty-two.
There she was, sitting atop a ridiculously high throne made of purple and blue crystals, as well as obsidian. She still looked like the frightening monster that I encountered before. I remember her eyes used to be blue. But now, one is red while the other is a blank, full purple. What could have possibly corrupted her to do what she did to the humans who entered this place?
She closed her eyes and smirked.
“Welcome,” said Amnesha.
I didn’t know what to say, how to respond. She probably knew this, and continued. “It seems like you came a long way to get here. You achieved more than all the others ever could.”
Daring to find any response, I said “What, is this some kind of a game?”
Amnesha chuckled. “Oh, yes, of course. You know that I never allowed humans in this realm, as well as that part of the Overworld. But when one does manage to get in, it’s most entertaining to watch them die.”
“Is that all you care about?” I asked. “Do you not feel sorry about humanity’s struggle for survival?”
“Oh, I feel sorry all right. As a matter of fact, I pity you. I pity all the poor humans who would eventually die with what little resources they have. All that does matter is that I’m not affected by this. The wilderness in the Overworld will forever remain untouched on my watch,” Amnesha explained.
“Listen,” I said. “This gimmick has to stop. Other than letting humanity struggle, I’m probably more upset that you literally turned your back on us and got most of us killed. We were a team, and nothing makes me angrier than being backstabbed by someone I thought I could trust!”
“That’s too bad for you, dear,” said Amnesha with malicious charm. “Doesn’t anybody ever understand that it was their own fault they got into this mess? Once they get in, they cannot get out nor be forgiven for entering my territory. And they eventually have to be dealt with. This especially goes to you. Do you possibly think you’re going to be some hero who will forever live a legend to a little group of villagers? Do you really think for the slightest moment you’re just going to slip by and live, or bring back your old friend? Think again.”
I was taken aback by her words. How could she be so evil?
“I’m afraid I have let you live long enough. You were the most amusing to watch out of the rest of them, so I’m going to top it off with the main event.”
Without even giving a command, the ground trembled below me and I heard a monstrous echoing roar. Suddenly, from behind Amnesha’s throne, I watched hopelessly as a gargantuan black dragon climbed on top of the throne. This huge reptile’s skin did not shine at all, as if it too were made of shadows like the Endermen. It also had the same peering purple eyes, and very wide wings.
“Meet Shadowstar,” Amnesha said. “This is the supreme Ender Dragon, as you might already know. I remember, back in the day when a whole group of humans came to the End. They had brought their special devices and nuclear instruments. A terrible tragedy occurred on that day. The End was blown to pieces, and it split into many islands, few and far between.” She snickered. “And it was quite a shame what happened to the humans afterwards. They were idiots, like the rest of their kind. And for destroying my realm, I cannot ever forgive what they have done. And now, you will be yet another sacrifice to pay for what your disgusting race did to me.”
I stepped back and drew the Soul Bond. I was frightened beyond any comparison. I stared at the Ender Dragon, noticing its huge size despite that it was perched up high.
Then I heard Amnesha say “Be gone.”
Suddenly I hear a loud blasting sound as the Ender Dragon fired a purple energy projectile at me. I didn’t have time to think. I looked down and squinted my eyes.
I heard the blast explode, but I didn’t feel myself being flown back or any pain at all. I looked up, and to my relief, it was Herobrine in physical form, who blocked the attack with the iron sword. I was extremely surprised as I had completely forgotten about his ability to enter the End with me.
Herobrine looked straight into Amnesha’s eyes with an empty fury.
“Ha!” Amnesha laughed. “Well, look who it is! It’s been a while, Herobrine, hasn’t it?”
Herobrine did not mirror any humor. “I too have come to reclaim my freedom. My purpose is to be able to travel through dimensions and be a renowned ruler again.”
“Oh yes, I almost forgot you went to the Nether, human,” said Amnesha. “As if gaining allies would give you an advantage? Now that Herobrine foolishly took a stand as you have, it looks like I’ll have to dispose of him too. But, don’t take it personally. This has been an unsettled conflict for a while.”
Herobrine did not respond.
“Shadowstar,” Amnesha said. “Obliterate them both.”
The Ender Dragon launched itself from the top of the throne as it charged straight toward us through the air. We just barely dodged and I managed to tear the Soul Bond through the side of the dragon. For some reason, the dragon did not roar in anger or pain. As it ascended into the air, I saw a wave of rings beam in the dragon’s direction, and its source was one of the pink crystals. The beam followed the dragon and I saw its cut close up like nothing.
“The Ender Crystals are healing it,” said Herobrine. “I will hold it off while you shoot the crystals. Take this.”
He made the potion of swiftness appear in my hand. Immediately I drank it, and I had no care for the empty bottle as I dropped it and picked up the Soul Bond. Suddenly I found myself running at a much faster pace with little effort. I put the Soul Bond in the holster and took the Homing Bow out without thinking. I set an arrow to the string and fired it at the Ender Crystal, causing it to shatter with immense force. I turned around, only to come face-to-face with an Enderman trying to stop me. I shot it repeatedly, bringing it down. I also shot down another one that was headed my way.
“Try not to harm them,” said Herobrine from a distance away. “Remember, I feed my energy with the fear of others.” He kept repeatedly hitting the Ender Dragon with the iron sword, but it kept healing.
I made haste and shot another Ender Crystal. I ran to the next pillar and shot the next. I repeated this easily by avoiding the Endermen by teleporting with the Soul Bond, since the Ender Pearl was embedded within it.
In no time, all the Ender Crystals were destroyed. Now all we had to do was fight off the dragon. Lucky for us, most of the Endermen did not have the courage to approach us since they knew well who Herobrine is.
I was just barely able to dodge the dragon’s charge attack again. I ducked, but its wing slightly hit me in the back of the head, landing a small dent in my once-perfect armor. The dragon turned swiftly and fired another bolt at us. I dodged, but the impact was strong enough to knock me down.
Before I got up, the Ender Dragon held me in its teeth, swinging its neck and eventually letting me fall to the ground. It wasn’t a great fall, luckily, but I still landed hard on the ground. I felt some blood go down my chin.
When I pulled out the next arrow, I suddenly noticed that this arrow had a thick red casing around its tip. What kind of arrow did the villagers make out of this? I decided to find out and I fired the arrow at the Ender Dragon. When it landed, I was blinded by an orange flash. That was an explosive arrow.
The dragon roared loudly and fired more projectiles from its mouth. I was becoming extremely wary of my footing, as I didn’t want to step in the dragon’s way, or its energy bolts. Now that the wounds weren’t healing, we were definitely getting somewhere. The blast had made a few small holes in the dragon’s wings, reducing its skill in flying.
Enraged, the Ender Dragon roared and charged at us again. This time, my fear was gone. I stood there, put away the Homing Bow, and wielded the Soul Bond, which began glowing strongly at this moment. As the dragon almost flew into me, I yelled and thrust the Soul Bond forward, directly in the dragon’s head.
The dragon froze in mid-flight. It was still in the air, but it wasn’t moving at all. It slowly floated higher into the air, glowing with a purple light. The Soul Bond was still jabbed into its head, but it remained in the air. The glow suddenly became a beaming shine as the Ender Dragon was engulfed in purple light, and suddenly, I heard a loud blast from within that light.
The blast illuminated all of the floating island, and the dragon vanished as a strange fountain-like structure fell down and hit the ground with a thud. There was a black and purple egg on top of it, indicating that Shadowstar was actually a mother. The Soul Bond flew to the ground and landed on the tip of its blade. I took it out and put it away, with disbelief at what just happened.
The Ender Dragon was vanquished. Of all things, we actually defeated it. We turned around and looked towards the Endermen, who only stood there, shaking. Amnesha remained on her throne, completely baffled. She said “No… No… How could this happen? After everything I had done in advance…”
I approached the throne, not sure what to say.
Suddenly, Amnesha burst into a rage. “You! Do you have any idea what you’ve just done?”
Again, I didn’t know what to say. Amnesha tried to get off the throne, but instead fell to her knees, having trouble getting up.
“Do you know who I am?” she asked boldly. “I’m a manifestation of negative emotions. I had a dark past. I was once the embodiment of anger and hatred. I couldn’t control my actions… many people had died by my hands because I once lived with humans so long ago. I had to keep the emotions at bay, so I created Shadowstar to hold them so I wouldn’t cause any more damage to myself or others. I even made the End to further secure this. But the humans kept coming. They wanted to get rid of me. And how dare they? How dare they?”
Herobrine and I kept listening. I wasn’t sure of what we were hearing.
“The Endermen are my thoughts, thus they are a part of me. I tried to keep myself composed, but… I foresaw the defeat of the Ender Dragon, and I did my best to keep it from happening. But even I failed in stopping the inevitable. Do you know why I had to keep Shadowstar alive?”
I slowly shook my head, but Herobrine only stood there.
“If something were to happen to her, the gruesome emotions would be released. They would return to me and I would become the savage monster that I used to be. I formed a soul pact with Shadowstar, and if she were to die, so would I. Only now would you finally understand why I did what I did.”
Before she could continue, the space where Shadowstar used to be was filled with pure dark energy. The energy engulfed Amnesha and the atmosphere suddenly became heavy with an intense aura.
A strong black wind began to spiral around her. Suddenly, out of the thick wind, I saw two blood red eyes peering out at me. The End became much darker and I could barely see a few meters in front of me. The entire island began to shake violently. I was beginning to get terrified.
As the black wind began to thin out, I wasn’t sure if that was even Amnesha anymore. Her body became much darker than the wind, or even an Enderman. Eight impossibly long tentacles sprouted from her back, as well as a pair of wings with a sharp hook on each end. Her arms lengthened and her hands mutated into claws.
Something tells me I just screwed up big-time.
“You shouldn’t have done that,” she said in a horrifyingly demonic voice. “Now you will regret it.”
Herobrine was about to make a move, but in no more than a split-second, Amnesha struck him with such force that he torpedoed into an obsidian pillar, knocking him out instantly. I shifted my eyes from Herobrine to Amnesha, now utterly terrified. I shouted in fear and made a feeble attempt to run away. Immediately, one of her tentacles grappled me as I was flung against an obsidian pillar as well. The Soul Bond flew out of the holster and onto the ground, out of my reach.
It was the most crushing force I’ve ever dealt with, and instantly all of my diamond armor shattered like it was mere glass. I wasn’t sure how many bones had been snapped in that one blow, but I had a good guess because I could barely move, paralyzed by the attack.
Amnesha held me against the wall with the tentacle, and as she got closer, my death became more inevitable. I could only stare at the reborn manifestation that I unleashed unknowingly. Without even hesitating, she braced her arm and stabbed me right through the stomach.
In no time, I was starting to cough out blood, which was also flowing from my huge stab wound. Heartlessly, Amnesha tossed me into the ground, and I was completely numb from the pain. I couldn’t speak anymore, as I think the puncture went into my esophagus.
Amnesha summoned a whole bunch of barbed wire from the surface material, and all of it began to wrap around me, slicing up my skin like an ineffective meat grinder. It was my worst nightmare. Being killed once I was about to think I had made it through. The wire was starting to cover my eyes and I was afraid that my eyes would be cut out.
I could not move at all now. As far as I knew, I didn’t think I had limbs anymore. And I was completely bathed in my own blood.
Finally, Amnesha tightened the barbed wire around me, further tearing through my flesh. But, unexpectedly, she coldly kissed my bloody lips and said, “Good night.”
Suddenly a spike was jabbed through my skull.
I was dead.
But from what I could gather, the egg that was on top of the fountain structure hatched immediately after. Amnesha stared at the newborn dragon, which was covered in purple scales instead of black. Right then, Amnesha’s power ran out abruptly and she reverted back to her original Ender form. Then, she passed out, almost dead from exhaustion.
It was then that Herobrine woke up and saw the mess. But he noticed that the Soul Bond was glowing more brightly than ever, as if all the souls were trying to give all their power to the sword. He also noticed that the potion of healing rolled out of my bloody backpack. He picked it up and opened the bottle. Then, hearing the souls’ request in his mind, he dipped the tip of the sword into the potion. With the power of souls themselves in the potion, it became the Potion of Revival.
Knowing what he had to do, Herobrine picked up the new potion and poured it into my mouth. This became my first memory after my death. I awoke with no cuts, stab wounds, or holes in my skull. But I was still drenched in blood. At first I didn’t know what was going on. But when I did, I turned and nodded to Herobrine, who then warped back into the Nether through the Soul Bond.
Without any time to lose, I sprang into action once more. I ran over my old blood puddles and retrieved all of the items that fell out of my backpack when I was attacked. Then I stopped and looked at Amnesha. She appeared to be breathing, but who knows how long she would have left. Despite the fact that she’s part demon, hates the human race, and even killed me, I still had a high respect for the value of a life. I can’t just let her die here.
The baby dragon was eyeing me cautiously, but with eagerness. He was just larger than Rhino, so I said “Do you think you can help me?”
The dragon walked up to Amnesha and nodded. Good, I thought, he understands my language. I knelt down beside Amnesha and lifted her onto the dragon’s back. Then I said “Follow me, we have to help her.” Then I jumped into the fountain structure because there was an exit portal in it. The baby dragon followed.
On the other side of the portal, we ended up in the peaceful area beside the entrance to the Stronghold cave. I looked behind me to assure that the baby dragon was here with Amnesha on his back. Immediately, I told him to follow me again and I raced up the hill with the dragon following. I ran past the second mountain, across the pumpkin patch. I couldn’t tell where exactly I was going because it was night, but I had a fair idea of where I was.
We ran up and down the next few hills, eventually reaching the first huge mountain at the end of the tundra. My legs were getting sore now of all times, and I was unsure if I would make it back home in time.
Once we passed through the tunnel, I found my footprints in the snow that were ironically still there. I followed them into the tundra, trying not to lose sight of it or get too cold without my armor. When the snow deepened, my feet suddenly stopped moving. The snow became too deep for me to walk. In a panic, I took out the potion of strength, hoping that it would help my feet lift from the quick-snow.
As I drank the potion, I put the empty bottle back and tried to lift my feet. The dragon only watched as I launched my foot upwards, taking a giant step forward, and wrenching my other foot free with a shout. Once I was walking again, the dragon continued trailing behind me.
Once out of the tundra, we headed through the small jungle. I did not even hesitate to take out the Soul Bond and slice up the two creepers that were in my way. When the jungle turned into the swamp, I knew I was almost home. But it would be only a matter of time before I would eventually give in to exhaustion as well.
It began to rain for the first time since I had arrived, and ignoring the rain, I crossed the small bodies of water throughout the swamp, still going through the thick Cyprus trees. When I saw the first tree stump, I grew excited. I was almost home. I found myself marching through the field of stumps where I had been.
Finally, off in the distance, I saw the glow of an E. I was finally back at my house. I crossed into the desert field and stopped at the entrance. The dragon knew he couldn’t enter since the door was too small for him. I opened the door, leaving it ajar, and I brought Amnesha inside and set her on the chair. She was becoming worryingly pale, so I knew I would only have one shot at keeping her alive.
I turned to the brewing stand. If the potions could save me, they could save her. I grabbed one of the last empty bottles in the chest, and to my immediate surprise, there was no water left in the cauldron. I grabbed a bucket and zoomed out to the spring, where the dragon was taking a drink. I scooped up some water, ran back inside, and refilled the cauldron. I put some water in a glass, placed it on the brewing stand, and added a Nether wart. I could barely wait for the basic potion to brew. Amnesha didn’t have much time left.
When it was finally done, I dropped in a Ghast tear, aiming to create a potion of regeneration. I was becoming increasingly worried, and only now did I realize how long it took for a potion to brew.
I had read that a potion of regeneration can be upgraded with Glowstone dust after the Ghast tear version was made. I considered making the second regeneration potion, but seeing Amnesha’s condition, I couldn’t risk waiting any longer. She needed the potion now.
Sweating with panic, I picked up the finished potion and gave her the dose. As most potions would do, Amnesha glowed for a second, then stopped. I put the empty bottle away, wondering if the potion worked. She was still pale, but appeared to be breathing normally.
While I waited for the potion to take full effect, I proceeded to put away all of my items in the appropriate place. Then I returned to the brewing stand to read up on the potion of regeneration again. Apparently, it is similar to the potion of healing; only it regenerates one’s health over time, instead of healing everything at once. It was actually a better idea to give a potion of regeneration to Amnesha instead of one of instant healing. If she consumed the instant-heal potion, it would probably excite her internal system, perhaps killing her more quickly.
I anxiously awaited Amnesha’s awakening. It would be a shame to have the power of good the whole way through, then just turn it right around and let her die. That’s not how it’s supposed to be. I had to be that power entirely; a “semipure” as Amnesha once put it.
I was told many times that with all good, you must have evil. There is not one person that was entirely pure, and there was always darkness within everybody. I chose not to believe that. I always wanted to be that power of good, and I’m really impressed with how far it has gotten me. If I hadn’t helped the village, chances are they would have been extinguished. Plus, I might have ran out of food and starved. I wouldn’t have gotten the Soul Bond, and I wouldn’t have met Rhino. I really would have been alone the whole time.
Needless to say, if I didn’t agree or succeed in refilling Herobrine’s lava ocean, my death would have been sure as day. I would have overheated or starved in that lonely jail cell. I would never have even dreamed of obtaining the Homing Bow or the brewing stand, which was the key to saving Amnesha’s life.
The dragon poked his head through the doorway, observing the room. As we stared eye to eye, something tells me that this dragon was not filled with negative emotions, despite that his mother was. Perhaps, if the theory was true, Shadowstar did have some positive force within her, and this baby dragon became that force. Of course; I felt a light, positive aura radiating from him.
For some reason, the name “Mir” came to me. I supposed that something was telling me that that was his name.
“Mir,” I said. The dragon blinked, and continued looking at me.
I heard the chair move behind me. I turned around, and Amnesha was picking her head up, since it was bent back while she was out. Only a small portion of color returned to her normal skin. Her Ender skin remained the way it always has been. She opened her eyes and looked around the room with minimal movement. She noticed the old, wooden bow that I failed at making. Then she looked at the bloody bandage from my arrow wound, which was sitting loosely on the table.
Then she noticed Mir and I. We all just stood there, gazing at each other with no interruptions. That’s when I suddenly noticed that her normal eye wasn’t red anymore. It was blue once again.
Amnesha slowly managed to stand up. She began to walk towards me at a very slow pace. She took a step every few seconds as she was still feeling exhausted.
I was not certain of whether or not she was still trying to kill me. When she was closer to me, she did a little jump forward and wrapped her arms around me. I wasn’t sure how to react, so I just took it. I didn’t know how long the hug lasted; maybe five minutes, perhaps half an hour. The last few days were so packed with events.
After the longest possible silence, Amnesha whispered, “Thank you.”
“Um…” was all I could say.
“I lived here because I was not wanted by the humans,” Amnesha began. “Because I was made out of negative emotions, I was opposed by everyone. I was a threat. And all I ever had was the End and what unpopulated land there was left. And the humans tried to take away even that.”
I said “I’m… so sorry. I really am.”
“Because of my soul pact with Shadowstar, I did everything I could to defend her from the humans all this time. And, despite how long I delayed it, her defeat finally happened. All of the humans who entered the End tried to defeat her because they knew she was the only thing keeping me alive. With all my rage back within me, I would wear myself out, possibly facing death.” She finally released her arms and continued. “But, how am I still alive? I should be dead. A mere potion is not supposed to have an effect on a being of darkness.”
“Well,” I began to answer. “Ghast tears are ones of purity. So pure that, when mixed with the correct ingredients, it delivers a form of purity itself to the consumer. Thus, it can still eliminate the negative spirits, just like holy water. Basically, you are relieved of the evil weighing you down.”
Now Amnesha wasn’t sure what to say. I knew she wouldn’t believe it, knowing her closed-mindedness.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “I have an idea. If you and Herobrine can control the realms, what if you were able to turn this unpopulated wilderness into its very own world? And you could just make normal, earthly wilderness here instead.”
“Wait a minute,” said Amnesha. “That’s a great idea. But how would we able to do that if we don’t have full control over the Overworld since it doesn’t belong to either of us?”
I thought about the earth, and how much it needed help. But if I turned back to return to civilization, I would only be another person who couldn’t understand Amnesha. As far as I knew, I was the only one who did. I had to make a sacrifice. Now that I looked back, there would be nothing good waiting for me back in civilization. Maybe Zane was right about staying here, but I’m choosing to.
I smiled and said “We just need a third ruler; one for the Overworld.”
Amnesha’s eyes widened as she knew what I was talking about.
“But,” I said, “You need to give Herobrine his powers back if it is going to work.”
“Okay,” said Amnesha. “Lend me the diamond blade, please.”
I retrieved the Soul Bond and gave it to her. She put her hand to the flat side of the Soul Bond, connecting with Herobrine’s soul. Then, a few seconds later, Herobrine appeared beside us, completely unharmed from exposure to the Overworld.
“I heard the plan,” he said. “We must make this land its own realm.”
Amnesha and I both nodded. “This is the only way both of you will be able to live in peace without any human interference,” I said. “And we should probably go to the village first, since I have something to take care of there.”
We went to the village some time after I said this. Mir was with us as well. I looked around, and I remembered that all of the villagers are asleep at this time. “When we transport this land into its own world, the village and everyone in it would still be here,” said Herobrine.
Out of nowhere, the last Eye of Ender began floating around me. The combined power of Amnesha and Herobrine was controlling the Eye of Ender. The Eye turned towards me and covered me with a wide beam. I began to float into the air, and suddenly I was consumed by this strange energy. When the beam stopped, the Eye disappeared, and somehow I just felt lighter yet stronger.
“Concentrate your energy,” said Amnesha. “We will do the same.”
I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate my mind as she said. I wasn’t sure if I was, but suddenly I began to feel even more energy, and I heard some kind of loud chiming. There was a multi-colored light, even though my eyes were closed, and suddenly it all stopped.
I opened my eyes when everything settled. The land seemed to be unchanged, as if nothing happened.
“Did it work?” I asked.
“Yes,” said Herobrine. “The location of this place in the real world is now blank wilderness without villages, ruins or Strongholds.”
“I suppose I and everyone else on the expedition would just be a lost cause for Earth,” I said.
“Your friend is still in the village, as well as your wolf,” Herobrine said. “And you are now the ruler of the Overworld.”
Unable to believe it, I looked at myself and noticed my diamond armor was on and completely restored. The Soul Bond was in its holster at my back. Mir suddenly appeared to be much bigger, perhaps having the ability to fly already.
“It looks like he trusts you,” said Amnesha. “Please, take good care of him.”
“I will,” I said. I looked up and noticed that the sun was beginning to rise. A new day was dawning upon a new world.
The first villagers emerged from their homes. They caught sight of me and shouted in surprise. Soon all of the villagers were celebrating my unexpected return. I saw Rhino dash out from around the crowd and he tackled me in happiness as he did once before. I said “Rhino!” greeting him again.
When Zane saw the commotion, he ran over to us and asked “What’s going on?”
It took a lot of explaining, but I told him and the entire village everything that had happened from the Stronghold to the present moment. Their faces were shocked with surprise when I mentioned that I had actually died and Herobrine found a way to revive me. At first, I didn’t know how it happened, but Herobrine then explained to me.
After we were done speaking, an Enderman appeared beside us, asking “My Queen, what seems to be the matter here?”
I knew by his voice, that he was the first Enderman I faced off with; Barold.
“This is the matter,” Amnesha answered. “It’s the beginning of a new era. Now there is nothing more to worry about, ever again.”
“I see,” said Barold. “It appears that you are right.”
Rhino and Mir were walking around each other cautiously, not sure who the other being was. All of the villagers couldn’t stop talking about how their leader was now the ruler of the Overworld. When I asked him about it, Zane didn’t mind being in a Pigman form anymore, since he doesn’t have a problem staying in this world as long as it was at peace.
Sometime later, I decided to climb up the Butte and get a nice view of the land around me. This was my world now. Once I was at the peak of the Butte, I could see everything; the village, my house, the jungle and the swamp. It took some thinking to decide between this world and civilization, but I think I made the right choice. I don’t think I would ever have anything good back on Earth. All of the problems were piling up. At their rate, the earth would eventually collapse on itself with more wars and bombings. There would be billions more people to try and fail at fixing it; it is a never-ending cycle.
As I continued to look upon this new world, I felt the strongest irony. When I first woke up in the rainforest, I had nothing. I was tossed away to die. And now I’m the ruler.
I turned around and I saw Herobrine and Amnesha behind me, also observing the view. Behind them were Rhino, Mir, and Zane.
Finally, something that everybody had always waited for- peace- and I have brought it. It made me surprised that I was still just a human, yet this human has shown that the power of good does go a long way. It was actually some form of redemption, because most of the humans that ever came here did negative things to the environment. I reversed everything they did, even if it did mean putting my life on the line numerous times and daring to go where I haven’t gone before. And no obstacle was too strong for me to overcome.
So many people fail at huge tasks like this one, even if they did have more skill than me. So, the big question is, how did I succeed?
I’ve said this before, but I’ll say it again.
I never give up.
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THE END!
How was that, guys? Give me a critique. I'd love to hear your opinions.
Wow. That was awsome. I just spent 3 hours lying in bed reading it, and it was worth it. I really liked the way that you tried to justify punching wood by saying that it's just really soft wood. Thats pretty cool. Ive tried writing stories before, but inevitably they end up being way too short. How do you draw it out so much? I probably would have done this in about 10 paragraphs, which is not nearly as fun to read. Any suggestions?
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Well, what I do, is that I think of a beginning and an ending first. Then, I make both of them really long and detailed, with many plot twists in between to make them more interesting. Every event leads up to another. With each event in the story, I try to be as descriptive as possible. I dunno, it really depends on how motivated you are to make it a longer story.
But I highly appreciate your comment. Not many people read an entire series in one go like that and it means a lot to me. I've always wanted to make those kind of stories that hold the reader's attention the whole way through; I want the reader to feel like they're actually there, observing everything that unfolds.
So basically, try and think of a concept that would make the story more realistic, like the soft wood. After that, just build up on something like that and include some plot twists, because every story needs those. You'll have yourself a nice story in no time.
all i can say is I LOVED IT!!! you cant end it here theres gota be more, a movie, another book, more please im mean what an ending, hes been through soooo much. you can tell its good story by me staying up past 12 pm to read this. but please keep writin and tell me when you do start again. ill be like a big fan of your furms XD, GOOD JOB ON THIS!! (dimond for you)
...The ending...has struck me speechless. It was amazing, but it wasn't, it was more than that.
I wonder...if there was to be a second book, what would it be about, exactly...?
I really liked the end, as well as the chapter where our hero meets Herobrine. I laughed so hard when Herobrine was like "Give me your gold" "Okay" "Good. I already stole it from you when you were asleep"
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Ah, that part was classic. I like the idea of having a nameless character. For some reason, not having a name just suits him.
My grandmother reads my stories whenever I finish writing one, and you have no idea how scared she got when she read "Good night." You gotta admit, you were scared at that part too. xD
i have a question? the new world they created, is it the ather? if it is you could start a whole new book. maby this could help, tell me what you think, 'i cant help but feel sorry for those left on earth, its on the brink of destruction while we are still in the era of peace. World wars, polution and greed have ripped earth apart. Maby theres some way to help some of them, the good ones, what if they came here? but what would lord herobrine and Amnesha think thou?'
i think that would be an epic start to the next book. but im not the writer and this is just an idear.
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That new world is just a copy of the Overworld, that long stretch of wilderness where there were no humans.
I'm afraid to say, the Earth is too wrecked with issues to go back. I don't plan on saving the world if I do make another book, lol.
you dont need to save the world, just the good humans that have done nothing to deserve destruction and bring some back to the new realm. the human race cant be terminated. maby a colony of the good humans is made on this coppy of overworld. a story can go from that. again just an idear
i have another idea. what if Amnesha or herobrine somehow became "sans-serif">Corrupted by some sort of age old magic and it thretened the peace between the three kingdoms or evan destruction of the relms. maby a human found a way to the new relm and wanted revenge for abandoning the human race or something like that (i have a good "sans-serif">imagination and can think outside the box)
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That makes sense. But, to be honest, I pretty much set my keyboard on fire whenever I'm writing a story. Plus the school year is coming up and I'll never finish it in time. I think I'm going to sit this one out for a while, if that's okay.
(Warning: The following program contains material that may be disturbing to some viewers. Viewer discretion is advised.)
And, some good music that fits this chapter:
Part 16:
I stared into the deep emptiness of the black End portal. What could be on the other side; outer space? If that were true, I’d meet my end immediately. Perhaps it was some dimension in the sky? Maybe a twisted place of extreme temperatures like the Nether?
Well, I wouldn’t know unless I found out for myself.
But yet I hesitated. I realized that I just backed myself into a corner. If I go into the End, I would probably die, leaving the villagers on their own with Zane and Rhino. If I gained my freedom, I’d be sent back to my real home, again without the villagers. And I couldn’t go back since the government would know about this new place. So, in a wild random thought, I devised an idea.
I dove head-first into the portal. I heard a loud blaring noise in my ears, as I was traveling to a whole other universe. The black stars within the portal began to swirl around me in a crazy, hypnotic pattern, the center of the pattern being a small black square. As I continued to fall into the vortex, the black square became bigger. Then I realized, I was falling directly onto it. I was afraid of the height, but somehow I landed on the black platform easily.
Now that I regained my wits, I studied the platform. It was made of a sheet of obsidian. I observed the atmosphere. There was nothing but a fuzzy blackness in the distance. No natural sources of light were anywhere, although, somehow, I could see fairly through the dimness.
In front of me was a bridge made of that same material that the portal frames consisted of. There was no green glass around, however. I cautiously walked across the bridge, as my footsteps made a multi-audible echo. It was quiet enough to make my ears ring. Where was I?
I looked at the compass. It was no help, as the spinner was rapidly pointing in random directions. It was as if it were detecting some kind of energy.
Then I felt it. It was a wave of darkness, one that the Nether couldn’t compare to. My spine shivered like a rattle. On the other side of the bridge was a massive floating island made of only that strange material. It must have been hundreds of feet wide and tall. Below it, was nothing more than a dark void, perhaps an endless oblivion.
There was somewhat of a strange stairway leading to the surface of this floating island. I followed it, unsure where it was leading me. I was at the surface soon after. It was a smooth, wide ground with barely noticeable slopes of that material.
I looked up. Eight huge obsidian pillars towered above me, four on each side of the island. Each of them held a large pink swirling crystal at the top.
As I looked ahead, I stopped. Fear suddenly gripped me stronger than it ever had before. Before me was an astounding number of Endermen, perhaps thirty of them. Sixty shimmering, unblinking eyes were all locked on me.
Oh wait. Make that sixty-two.
There she was, sitting atop a ridiculously high throne made of purple and blue crystals, as well as obsidian. She still looked like the frightening monster that I encountered before. I remember her eyes used to be blue. But now, one is red while the other is a blank, full purple. What could have possibly corrupted her to do what she did to the humans who entered this place?
She closed her eyes and smirked.
“Welcome,” said Amnesha.
I didn’t know what to say, how to respond. She probably knew this, and continued. “It seems like you came a long way to get here. You achieved more than all the others ever could.”
Daring to find any response, I said “What, is this some kind of a game?”
Amnesha chuckled. “Oh, yes, of course. You know that I never allowed humans in this realm, as well as that part of the Overworld. But when one does manage to get in, it’s most entertaining to watch them die.”
“Is that all you care about?” I asked. “Do you not feel sorry about humanity’s struggle for survival?”
“Oh, I feel sorry all right. As a matter of fact, I pity you. I pity all the poor humans who would eventually die with what little resources they have. All that does matter is that I’m not affected by this. The wilderness in the Overworld will forever remain untouched on my watch,” Amnesha explained.
“Listen,” I said. “This gimmick has to stop. Other than letting humanity struggle, I’m probably more upset that you literally turned your back on us and got most of us killed. We were a team, and nothing makes me angrier than being backstabbed by someone I thought I could trust!”
“That’s too bad for you, dear,” said Amnesha with malicious charm. “Doesn’t anybody ever understand that it was their own fault they got into this mess? Once they get in, they cannot get out nor be forgiven for entering my territory. And they eventually have to be dealt with. This especially goes to you. Do you possibly think you’re going to be some hero who will forever live a legend to a little group of villagers? Do you really think for the slightest moment you’re just going to slip by and live, or bring back your old friend? Think again.”
I was taken aback by her words. How could she be so evil?
“I’m afraid I have let you live long enough. You were the most amusing to watch out of the rest of them, so I’m going to top it off with the main event.”
Without even giving a command, the ground trembled below me and I heard a monstrous echoing roar. Suddenly, from behind Amnesha’s throne, I watched hopelessly as a gargantuan black dragon climbed on top of the throne. This huge reptile’s skin did not shine at all, as if it too were made of shadows like the Endermen. It also had the same peering purple eyes, and very wide wings.
“Meet Shadowstar,” Amnesha said. “This is the supreme Ender Dragon, as you might already know. I remember, back in the day when a whole group of humans came to the End. They had brought their special devices and nuclear instruments. A terrible tragedy occurred on that day. The End was blown to pieces, and it split into many islands, few and far between.” She snickered. “And it was quite a shame what happened to the humans afterwards. They were idiots, like the rest of their kind. And for destroying my realm, I cannot ever forgive what they have done. And now, you will be yet another sacrifice to pay for what your disgusting race did to me.”
I stepped back and drew the Soul Bond. I was frightened beyond any comparison. I stared at the Ender Dragon, noticing its huge size despite that it was perched up high.
Then I heard Amnesha say “Be gone.”
Suddenly I hear a loud blasting sound as the Ender Dragon fired a purple energy projectile at me. I didn’t have time to think. I looked down and squinted my eyes.
I heard the blast explode, but I didn’t feel myself being flown back or any pain at all. I looked up, and to my relief, it was Herobrine in physical form, who blocked the attack with the iron sword. I was extremely surprised as I had completely forgotten about his ability to enter the End with me.
Herobrine looked straight into Amnesha’s eyes with an empty fury.
“Ha!” Amnesha laughed. “Well, look who it is! It’s been a while, Herobrine, hasn’t it?”
Herobrine did not mirror any humor. “I too have come to reclaim my freedom. My purpose is to be able to travel through dimensions and be a renowned ruler again.”
“Oh yes, I almost forgot you went to the Nether, human,” said Amnesha. “As if gaining allies would give you an advantage? Now that Herobrine foolishly took a stand as you have, it looks like I’ll have to dispose of him too. But, don’t take it personally. This has been an unsettled conflict for a while.”
Herobrine did not respond.
“Shadowstar,” Amnesha said. “Obliterate them both.”
The Ender Dragon launched itself from the top of the throne as it charged straight toward us through the air. We just barely dodged and I managed to tear the Soul Bond through the side of the dragon. For some reason, the dragon did not roar in anger or pain. As it ascended into the air, I saw a wave of rings beam in the dragon’s direction, and its source was one of the pink crystals. The beam followed the dragon and I saw its cut close up like nothing.
“The Ender Crystals are healing it,” said Herobrine. “I will hold it off while you shoot the crystals. Take this.”
He made the potion of swiftness appear in my hand. Immediately I drank it, and I had no care for the empty bottle as I dropped it and picked up the Soul Bond. Suddenly I found myself running at a much faster pace with little effort. I put the Soul Bond in the holster and took the Homing Bow out without thinking. I set an arrow to the string and fired it at the Ender Crystal, causing it to shatter with immense force. I turned around, only to come face-to-face with an Enderman trying to stop me. I shot it repeatedly, bringing it down. I also shot down another one that was headed my way.
“Try not to harm them,” said Herobrine from a distance away. “Remember, I feed my energy with the fear of others.” He kept repeatedly hitting the Ender Dragon with the iron sword, but it kept healing.
I made haste and shot another Ender Crystal. I ran to the next pillar and shot the next. I repeated this easily by avoiding the Endermen by teleporting with the Soul Bond, since the Ender Pearl was embedded within it.
In no time, all the Ender Crystals were destroyed. Now all we had to do was fight off the dragon. Lucky for us, most of the Endermen did not have the courage to approach us since they knew well who Herobrine is.
I was just barely able to dodge the dragon’s charge attack again. I ducked, but its wing slightly hit me in the back of the head, landing a small dent in my once-perfect armor. The dragon turned swiftly and fired another bolt at us. I dodged, but the impact was strong enough to knock me down.
Before I got up, the Ender Dragon held me in its teeth, swinging its neck and eventually letting me fall to the ground. It wasn’t a great fall, luckily, but I still landed hard on the ground. I felt some blood go down my chin.
When I pulled out the next arrow, I suddenly noticed that this arrow had a thick red casing around its tip. What kind of arrow did the villagers make out of this? I decided to find out and I fired the arrow at the Ender Dragon. When it landed, I was blinded by an orange flash. That was an explosive arrow.
The dragon roared loudly and fired more projectiles from its mouth. I was becoming extremely wary of my footing, as I didn’t want to step in the dragon’s way, or its energy bolts. Now that the wounds weren’t healing, we were definitely getting somewhere. The blast had made a few small holes in the dragon’s wings, reducing its skill in flying.
Enraged, the Ender Dragon roared and charged at us again. This time, my fear was gone. I stood there, put away the Homing Bow, and wielded the Soul Bond, which began glowing strongly at this moment. As the dragon almost flew into me, I yelled and thrust the Soul Bond forward, directly in the dragon’s head.
The dragon froze in mid-flight. It was still in the air, but it wasn’t moving at all. It slowly floated higher into the air, glowing with a purple light. The Soul Bond was still jabbed into its head, but it remained in the air. The glow suddenly became a beaming shine as the Ender Dragon was engulfed in purple light, and suddenly, I heard a loud blast from within that light.
The blast illuminated all of the floating island, and the dragon vanished as a strange fountain-like structure fell down and hit the ground with a thud. There was a black and purple egg on top of it, indicating that Shadowstar was actually a mother. The Soul Bond flew to the ground and landed on the tip of its blade. I took it out and put it away, with disbelief at what just happened.
The Ender Dragon was vanquished. Of all things, we actually defeated it. We turned around and looked towards the Endermen, who only stood there, shaking. Amnesha remained on her throne, completely baffled. She said “No… No… How could this happen? After everything I had done in advance…”
I approached the throne, not sure what to say.
Suddenly, Amnesha burst into a rage. “You! Do you have any idea what you’ve just done?”
Again, I didn’t know what to say. Amnesha tried to get off the throne, but instead fell to her knees, having trouble getting up.
“Do you know who I am?” she asked boldly. “I’m a manifestation of negative emotions. I had a dark past. I was once the embodiment of anger and hatred. I couldn’t control my actions… many people had died by my hands because I once lived with humans so long ago. I had to keep the emotions at bay, so I created Shadowstar to hold them so I wouldn’t cause any more damage to myself or others. I even made the End to further secure this. But the humans kept coming. They wanted to get rid of me. And how dare they? How dare they?”
Herobrine and I kept listening. I wasn’t sure of what we were hearing.
“The Endermen are my thoughts, thus they are a part of me. I tried to keep myself composed, but… I foresaw the defeat of the Ender Dragon, and I did my best to keep it from happening. But even I failed in stopping the inevitable. Do you know why I had to keep Shadowstar alive?”
I slowly shook my head, but Herobrine only stood there.
“If something were to happen to her, the gruesome emotions would be released. They would return to me and I would become the savage monster that I used to be. I formed a soul pact with Shadowstar, and if she were to die, so would I. Only now would you finally understand why I did what I did.”
Before she could continue, the space where Shadowstar used to be was filled with pure dark energy. The energy engulfed Amnesha and the atmosphere suddenly became heavy with an intense aura.
A strong black wind began to spiral around her. Suddenly, out of the thick wind, I saw two blood red eyes peering out at me. The End became much darker and I could barely see a few meters in front of me. The entire island began to shake violently. I was beginning to get terrified.
As the black wind began to thin out, I wasn’t sure if that was even Amnesha anymore. Her body became much darker than the wind, or even an Enderman. Eight impossibly long tentacles sprouted from her back, as well as a pair of wings with a sharp hook on each end. Her arms lengthened and her hands mutated into claws.
Something tells me I just screwed up big-time.
“You shouldn’t have done that,” she said in a horrifyingly demonic voice. “Now you will regret it.”
Herobrine was about to make a move, but in no more than a split-second, Amnesha struck him with such force that he torpedoed into an obsidian pillar, knocking him out instantly. I shifted my eyes from Herobrine to Amnesha, now utterly terrified. I shouted in fear and made a feeble attempt to run away. Immediately, one of her tentacles grappled me as I was flung against an obsidian pillar as well. The Soul Bond flew out of the holster and onto the ground, out of my reach.
It was the most crushing force I’ve ever dealt with, and instantly all of my diamond armor shattered like it was mere glass. I wasn’t sure how many bones had been snapped in that one blow, but I had a good guess because I could barely move, paralyzed by the attack.
Amnesha held me against the wall with the tentacle, and as she got closer, my death became more inevitable. I could only stare at the reborn manifestation that I unleashed unknowingly. Without even hesitating, she braced her arm and stabbed me right through the stomach.
In no time, I was starting to cough out blood, which was also flowing from my huge stab wound. Heartlessly, Amnesha tossed me into the ground, and I was completely numb from the pain. I couldn’t speak anymore, as I think the puncture went into my esophagus.
Amnesha summoned a whole bunch of barbed wire from the surface material, and all of it began to wrap around me, slicing up my skin like an ineffective meat grinder. It was my worst nightmare. Being killed once I was about to think I had made it through. The wire was starting to cover my eyes and I was afraid that my eyes would be cut out.
I could not move at all now. As far as I knew, I didn’t think I had limbs anymore. And I was completely bathed in my own blood.
Finally, Amnesha tightened the barbed wire around me, further tearing through my flesh. But, unexpectedly, she coldly kissed my bloody lips and said, “Good night.”
Suddenly a spike was jabbed through my skull.
I was dead.
But from what I could gather, the egg that was on top of the fountain structure hatched immediately after. Amnesha stared at the newborn dragon, which was covered in purple scales instead of black. Right then, Amnesha’s power ran out abruptly and she reverted back to her original Ender form. Then, she passed out, almost dead from exhaustion.
It was then that Herobrine woke up and saw the mess. But he noticed that the Soul Bond was glowing more brightly than ever, as if all the souls were trying to give all their power to the sword. He also noticed that the potion of healing rolled out of my bloody backpack. He picked it up and opened the bottle. Then, hearing the souls’ request in his mind, he dipped the tip of the sword into the potion. With the power of souls themselves in the potion, it became the Potion of Revival.
Knowing what he had to do, Herobrine picked up the new potion and poured it into my mouth. This became my first memory after my death. I awoke with no cuts, stab wounds, or holes in my skull. But I was still drenched in blood. At first I didn’t know what was going on. But when I did, I turned and nodded to Herobrine, who then warped back into the Nether through the Soul Bond.
Without any time to lose, I sprang into action once more. I ran over my old blood puddles and retrieved all of the items that fell out of my backpack when I was attacked. Then I stopped and looked at Amnesha. She appeared to be breathing, but who knows how long she would have left. Despite the fact that she’s part demon, hates the human race, and even killed me, I still had a high respect for the value of a life. I can’t just let her die here.
The baby dragon was eyeing me cautiously, but with eagerness. He was just larger than Rhino, so I said “Do you think you can help me?”
The dragon walked up to Amnesha and nodded. Good, I thought, he understands my language. I knelt down beside Amnesha and lifted her onto the dragon’s back. Then I said “Follow me, we have to help her.” Then I jumped into the fountain structure because there was an exit portal in it. The baby dragon followed.
On the other side of the portal, we ended up in the peaceful area beside the entrance to the Stronghold cave. I looked behind me to assure that the baby dragon was here with Amnesha on his back. Immediately, I told him to follow me again and I raced up the hill with the dragon following. I ran past the second mountain, across the pumpkin patch. I couldn’t tell where exactly I was going because it was night, but I had a fair idea of where I was.
We ran up and down the next few hills, eventually reaching the first huge mountain at the end of the tundra. My legs were getting sore now of all times, and I was unsure if I would make it back home in time.
Once we passed through the tunnel, I found my footprints in the snow that were ironically still there. I followed them into the tundra, trying not to lose sight of it or get too cold without my armor. When the snow deepened, my feet suddenly stopped moving. The snow became too deep for me to walk. In a panic, I took out the potion of strength, hoping that it would help my feet lift from the quick-snow.
As I drank the potion, I put the empty bottle back and tried to lift my feet. The dragon only watched as I launched my foot upwards, taking a giant step forward, and wrenching my other foot free with a shout. Once I was walking again, the dragon continued trailing behind me.
Once out of the tundra, we headed through the small jungle. I did not even hesitate to take out the Soul Bond and slice up the two creepers that were in my way. When the jungle turned into the swamp, I knew I was almost home. But it would be only a matter of time before I would eventually give in to exhaustion as well.
It began to rain for the first time since I had arrived, and ignoring the rain, I crossed the small bodies of water throughout the swamp, still going through the thick Cyprus trees. When I saw the first tree stump, I grew excited. I was almost home. I found myself marching through the field of stumps where I had been.
Finally, off in the distance, I saw the glow of an E. I was finally back at my house. I crossed into the desert field and stopped at the entrance. The dragon knew he couldn’t enter since the door was too small for him. I opened the door, leaving it ajar, and I brought Amnesha inside and set her on the chair. She was becoming worryingly pale, so I knew I would only have one shot at keeping her alive.
I turned to the brewing stand. If the potions could save me, they could save her. I grabbed one of the last empty bottles in the chest, and to my immediate surprise, there was no water left in the cauldron. I grabbed a bucket and zoomed out to the spring, where the dragon was taking a drink. I scooped up some water, ran back inside, and refilled the cauldron. I put some water in a glass, placed it on the brewing stand, and added a Nether wart. I could barely wait for the basic potion to brew. Amnesha didn’t have much time left.
When it was finally done, I dropped in a Ghast tear, aiming to create a potion of regeneration. I was becoming increasingly worried, and only now did I realize how long it took for a potion to brew.
I had read that a potion of regeneration can be upgraded with Glowstone dust after the Ghast tear version was made. I considered making the second regeneration potion, but seeing Amnesha’s condition, I couldn’t risk waiting any longer. She needed the potion now.
Sweating with panic, I picked up the finished potion and gave her the dose. As most potions would do, Amnesha glowed for a second, then stopped. I put the empty bottle away, wondering if the potion worked. She was still pale, but appeared to be breathing normally.
While I waited for the potion to take full effect, I proceeded to put away all of my items in the appropriate place. Then I returned to the brewing stand to read up on the potion of regeneration again. Apparently, it is similar to the potion of healing; only it regenerates one’s health over time, instead of healing everything at once. It was actually a better idea to give a potion of regeneration to Amnesha instead of one of instant healing. If she consumed the instant-heal potion, it would probably excite her internal system, perhaps killing her more quickly.
I anxiously awaited Amnesha’s awakening. It would be a shame to have the power of good the whole way through, then just turn it right around and let her die. That’s not how it’s supposed to be. I had to be that power entirely; a “semipure” as Amnesha once put it.
I was told many times that with all good, you must have evil. There is not one person that was entirely pure, and there was always darkness within everybody. I chose not to believe that. I always wanted to be that power of good, and I’m really impressed with how far it has gotten me. If I hadn’t helped the village, chances are they would have been extinguished. Plus, I might have ran out of food and starved. I wouldn’t have gotten the Soul Bond, and I wouldn’t have met Rhino. I really would have been alone the whole time.
Needless to say, if I didn’t agree or succeed in refilling Herobrine’s lava ocean, my death would have been sure as day. I would have overheated or starved in that lonely jail cell. I would never have even dreamed of obtaining the Homing Bow or the brewing stand, which was the key to saving Amnesha’s life.
The dragon poked his head through the doorway, observing the room. As we stared eye to eye, something tells me that this dragon was not filled with negative emotions, despite that his mother was. Perhaps, if the theory was true, Shadowstar did have some positive force within her, and this baby dragon became that force. Of course; I felt a light, positive aura radiating from him.
For some reason, the name “Mir” came to me. I supposed that something was telling me that that was his name.
“Mir,” I said. The dragon blinked, and continued looking at me.
I heard the chair move behind me. I turned around, and Amnesha was picking her head up, since it was bent back while she was out. Only a small portion of color returned to her normal skin. Her Ender skin remained the way it always has been. She opened her eyes and looked around the room with minimal movement. She noticed the old, wooden bow that I failed at making. Then she looked at the bloody bandage from my arrow wound, which was sitting loosely on the table.
Then she noticed Mir and I. We all just stood there, gazing at each other with no interruptions. That’s when I suddenly noticed that her normal eye wasn’t red anymore. It was blue once again.
Amnesha slowly managed to stand up. She began to walk towards me at a very slow pace. She took a step every few seconds as she was still feeling exhausted.
I was not certain of whether or not she was still trying to kill me. When she was closer to me, she did a little jump forward and wrapped her arms around me. I wasn’t sure how to react, so I just took it. I didn’t know how long the hug lasted; maybe five minutes, perhaps half an hour. The last few days were so packed with events.
After the longest possible silence, Amnesha whispered, “Thank you.”
“Um…” was all I could say.
“I lived here because I was not wanted by the humans,” Amnesha began. “Because I was made out of negative emotions, I was opposed by everyone. I was a threat. And all I ever had was the End and what unpopulated land there was left. And the humans tried to take away even that.”
I said “I’m… so sorry. I really am.”
“Because of my soul pact with Shadowstar, I did everything I could to defend her from the humans all this time. And, despite how long I delayed it, her defeat finally happened. All of the humans who entered the End tried to defeat her because they knew she was the only thing keeping me alive. With all my rage back within me, I would wear myself out, possibly facing death.” She finally released her arms and continued. “But, how am I still alive? I should be dead. A mere potion is not supposed to have an effect on a being of darkness.”
“Well,” I began to answer. “Ghast tears are ones of purity. So pure that, when mixed with the correct ingredients, it delivers a form of purity itself to the consumer. Thus, it can still eliminate the negative spirits, just like holy water. Basically, you are relieved of the evil weighing you down.”
Now Amnesha wasn’t sure what to say. I knew she wouldn’t believe it, knowing her closed-mindedness.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “I have an idea. If you and Herobrine can control the realms, what if you were able to turn this unpopulated wilderness into its very own world? And you could just make normal, earthly wilderness here instead.”
“Wait a minute,” said Amnesha. “That’s a great idea. But how would we able to do that if we don’t have full control over the Overworld since it doesn’t belong to either of us?”
I thought about the earth, and how much it needed help. But if I turned back to return to civilization, I would only be another person who couldn’t understand Amnesha. As far as I knew, I was the only one who did. I had to make a sacrifice. Now that I looked back, there would be nothing good waiting for me back in civilization. Maybe Zane was right about staying here, but I’m choosing to.
I smiled and said “We just need a third ruler; one for the Overworld.”
Amnesha’s eyes widened as she knew what I was talking about.
“But,” I said, “You need to give Herobrine his powers back if it is going to work.”
“Okay,” said Amnesha. “Lend me the diamond blade, please.”
I retrieved the Soul Bond and gave it to her. She put her hand to the flat side of the Soul Bond, connecting with Herobrine’s soul. Then, a few seconds later, Herobrine appeared beside us, completely unharmed from exposure to the Overworld.
“I heard the plan,” he said. “We must make this land its own realm.”
Amnesha and I both nodded. “This is the only way both of you will be able to live in peace without any human interference,” I said. “And we should probably go to the village first, since I have something to take care of there.”
We went to the village some time after I said this. Mir was with us as well. I looked around, and I remembered that all of the villagers are asleep at this time. “When we transport this land into its own world, the village and everyone in it would still be here,” said Herobrine.
Out of nowhere, the last Eye of Ender began floating around me. The combined power of Amnesha and Herobrine was controlling the Eye of Ender. The Eye turned towards me and covered me with a wide beam. I began to float into the air, and suddenly I was consumed by this strange energy. When the beam stopped, the Eye disappeared, and somehow I just felt lighter yet stronger.
“Concentrate your energy,” said Amnesha. “We will do the same.”
I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate my mind as she said. I wasn’t sure if I was, but suddenly I began to feel even more energy, and I heard some kind of loud chiming. There was a multi-colored light, even though my eyes were closed, and suddenly it all stopped.
I opened my eyes when everything settled. The land seemed to be unchanged, as if nothing happened.
“Did it work?” I asked.
“Yes,” said Herobrine. “The location of this place in the real world is now blank wilderness without villages, ruins or Strongholds.”
“I suppose I and everyone else on the expedition would just be a lost cause for Earth,” I said.
“Your friend is still in the village, as well as your wolf,” Herobrine said. “And you are now the ruler of the Overworld.”
Unable to believe it, I looked at myself and noticed my diamond armor was on and completely restored. The Soul Bond was in its holster at my back. Mir suddenly appeared to be much bigger, perhaps having the ability to fly already.
“It looks like he trusts you,” said Amnesha. “Please, take good care of him.”
“I will,” I said. I looked up and noticed that the sun was beginning to rise. A new day was dawning upon a new world.
The first villagers emerged from their homes. They caught sight of me and shouted in surprise. Soon all of the villagers were celebrating my unexpected return. I saw Rhino dash out from around the crowd and he tackled me in happiness as he did once before. I said “Rhino!” greeting him again.
When Zane saw the commotion, he ran over to us and asked “What’s going on?”
It took a lot of explaining, but I told him and the entire village everything that had happened from the Stronghold to the present moment. Their faces were shocked with surprise when I mentioned that I had actually died and Herobrine found a way to revive me. At first, I didn’t know how it happened, but Herobrine then explained to me.
After we were done speaking, an Enderman appeared beside us, asking “My Queen, what seems to be the matter here?”
I knew by his voice, that he was the first Enderman I faced off with; Barold.
“This is the matter,” Amnesha answered. “It’s the beginning of a new era. Now there is nothing more to worry about, ever again.”
“I see,” said Barold. “It appears that you are right.”
Rhino and Mir were walking around each other cautiously, not sure who the other being was. All of the villagers couldn’t stop talking about how their leader was now the ruler of the Overworld. When I asked him about it, Zane didn’t mind being in a Pigman form anymore, since he doesn’t have a problem staying in this world as long as it was at peace.
Sometime later, I decided to climb up the Butte and get a nice view of the land around me. This was my world now. Once I was at the peak of the Butte, I could see everything; the village, my house, the jungle and the swamp. It took some thinking to decide between this world and civilization, but I think I made the right choice. I don’t think I would ever have anything good back on Earth. All of the problems were piling up. At their rate, the earth would eventually collapse on itself with more wars and bombings. There would be billions more people to try and fail at fixing it; it is a never-ending cycle.
As I continued to look upon this new world, I felt the strongest irony. When I first woke up in the rainforest, I had nothing. I was tossed away to die. And now I’m the ruler.
I turned around and I saw Herobrine and Amnesha behind me, also observing the view. Behind them were Rhino, Mir, and Zane.
Finally, something that everybody had always waited for- peace- and I have brought it. It made me surprised that I was still just a human, yet this human has shown that the power of good does go a long way. It was actually some form of redemption, because most of the humans that ever came here did negative things to the environment. I reversed everything they did, even if it did mean putting my life on the line numerous times and daring to go where I haven’t gone before. And no obstacle was too strong for me to overcome.
So many people fail at huge tasks like this one, even if they did have more skill than me. So, the big question is, how did I succeed?
I’ve said this before, but I’ll say it again.
I never give up.
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THE END!
How was that, guys? Give me a critique. I'd love to hear your opinions.
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But I highly appreciate your comment. Not many people read an entire series in one go like that and it means a lot to me. I've always wanted to make those kind of stories that hold the reader's attention the whole way through; I want the reader to feel like they're actually there, observing everything that unfolds.
So basically, try and think of a concept that would make the story more realistic, like the soft wood. After that, just build up on something like that and include some plot twists, because every story needs those. You'll have yourself a nice story in no time.
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I wonder...if there was to be a second book, what would it be about, exactly...?
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My grandmother reads my stories whenever I finish writing one, and you have no idea how scared she got when she read "Good night." You gotta admit, you were scared at that part too. xD
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i think that would be an epic start to the next book. but im not the writer and this is just an idear.
I'm afraid to say, the Earth is too wrecked with issues to go back. I don't plan on saving the world if I do make another book, lol.
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Yep, I got to admit, the ending also struck me speechless.
For me, it was a bit sad.
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