Rythian killed him... yes, he killed Sips and I sat back and did nothing. I did nothing because that's all I could do. He fell to the ground with a sickening thump. My whole world withered that day when the light disappeared from his eyes forever. My body couldn't hold itself up as I fell to my knees and shakingly looked into the Enderborns cold eyes.
Tears streamed down my face and quickly sunk into the soil. The fear and pain I felt at that moment could've killed me if I would have allowed it to but I refused to fall victim to this. Not so easily. If I was to die, it would be by the same hand that struck down the man I loved.
He stepped closer and I closed my eyes to embrace the feeling that I would be the next one to lie cold and lifeless but with no one to grieve for me. Easily forgotten as time makes me cease to exist. I had no idea how the sweet touch of death would feel but it couldn't hurt any worse than living and breathing without purpose. Accept it. Embrace it. Let it come and don't fight it.
Suddenly, my body is heaved up and hovering above the tear soaked ground. I opened my eyes to see his glaring back. Eyes swirling with hate and anger but also something much more deep. A feeling I had felt but never lingered on. A feeling that Sips protected me from. Loneliness. There was also loneliness swirling within his purple irises. From where, I wondered. Didn't Zoey protect him from it?
Time seemed to slow as he held me there, his glare never breaking. His teeth probably grinding behind his mask. I swear I believed we would never move from that place but time finally moved again as his voice broke the bitter silence. I remember the horror that struck me with the words that left his mouth. The words that told me that Zoey was dead. She had died in the explosion of their base. The only sun he had was blown to pieces.
Such tragedy. I felt sorry for him, even as he had just destroyed everything that mattered to me. It was horrific. Zoey... Zoey didn't deserve that. She was the last person who deserved to die. How could someone do that? I swore to him that it wasn't my doing. That I could never do something like that. It was a waste a breath for he already knew who it was from the start.
He had already killed the culprit. The evil scientist held no remorse for the mushroom girl caught in the crossfire. He even went as far to say she was just collateral damage. It didn't matter to him if she lived or died. Rythians voice had grown ear splittingly violent as he spit this story at me. After all that, he ripped Duncan to shreds and destroyed his castle. With nothing left to lose, he came for me to end it forever. I didn't kill Zoey directly, no. I had nothing to do with that bomb but I helped ignite the war that brought this all on.
I understood my fate that had been coming all this time. My hand in that war had doomed me from the beginning. Sips was dead the minute he became associated with me. I never deserved a single thing I got for myself but I was still allowed happiness at the expense of everything ending this way someday. Was it worth it, I wonder. Maybe... but maybe not.
I fell to the ground limply beside Sips. A river of blood moved and spread out all around me as my body began to grow cold and lifeless. His dead eyes looked into my dying ones. Painstakingly, I reached out to put my hand over his. The last thought I had was if this was an acceptable way to die. I never did find the answer.