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I'm finally given the chase to truly look at him. I focus in on his pale face. I gape at his bloodshot eyes. I gaze at his quivering pupils. I know that he feels no regret. It's as obvious as the forthcoming death that we'd both placed ourselves in. One close look at him and I see what he's all about. The murders he'd committed, the wives he'd widowed, the children he'd orphaned, the families he'd ruined, the grief he'd caused, the destruction he'd bred...it was all him. It was a part of who he was. He felt no shame. He killed as casually as I breathed.

The obsidian towers loomed above us, merging with the black skies. Only interrupted by the occasional beams of light that warned us of the position of the mighty enderdragon. Neither of us were prepared for him. We never intended to be. He only required escape, and I only gave chase. And in the end, I won, and he lost.

He dashes towards me like a madman, flailing his sword around although he's dozens of feet away. He's screaming his last bloody war-cry. Once he finally reaches me, I sidestep and kick him in his back. He falls forward onto his face and lies there, unmoving. His face in the strange white stone, his sword lying far away from his grasp, it was obvious that I could kill him at any second.

"What are you planning on doing after you've killed me?" His voice was strangely gruff for a man of his lean complexion and stature. "Are you going to kill the enderdragon alone, with your stone sword? Are you going to climb up those obsidian towers and stab at those regeneration...things? We both made it out of the nether, but if you believe you can escape this hell, you're remarkably mistaken."

I approach the monster with my sword raised. I'm disappointed that he doesn't so much as flinch as I advance towards him, but I expected that much. "You're sly. You're fast. You're smart. You're clever. You're agile, and dexterous, and you're a powerful, powerful human being, despite your negligible size. But it seems that you forgot just how much some people mean to one another. When you killed my best friend, you stripped away the thing that made life worth living. I couldn't care less that I'm dying on this hovering isle. I'm just ecstatic that you're dying here with me, by my hands."

The man closes his eyes and exhales. We'd finished speaking our final words. We didn't agree with each other, but we understood each other. It was time to end the chase. I'm aware of a sort of ringing in my ears that was quickly building in intensity. I could hear the beating of wings, and I realized that the ring was the high-pitched roar of the dragon. It drew nearer. I plunge my sword deep into the man's chest. As deep as it can go. I feel the rock behind the man, and finally decide that he was dead enough for me to leave. I feel myself launched into the air. I see the island swirling behind me. I watch as I hurdle over the edge and fall into the endless, infinite void.

As a former author, I want you to read this. You reading? Read closer. I want you to get a piece of paper. And write down as much as you can. Then post it on here, and we will see the masterpiece that you thought of only by simple thoughts.

In other words, your an amazing writer and I look foward to reading more of you.

Thank you! It's people like you that make writing much more fun and inspire me to write more.

Sir, I want you to write a book. A book of fantasies, mysteries, romance, adventure, action, puzzles and everything else. I want to read a book written by you. You showed me your potential and I believe you can do better. Better than me and everyone else here.

Go for it.

Thank you so much for the feedback, guys! It's inspired me to begin the planning of a new, much longer series. I appreciate you so much.

Guys! The world didn't end! Horrrayyy but anyways...I can't wait to see your new series, and until then I'm gonna read your other stuff


Rating: 10 exploding creepers out of 10.
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