Author's note: Read Minecdotes? Think of this as a parallel universe. No? Sorry to keep you waiting.
Nothingness? Walls of bedrock, not doing anything but reflecting my distress back at me and holding me captive until he decides to return for me?
Nice to meet you. I'm Rachael.
Every time I look down at my arm, tears slide right past my conscience and out of my eyes, diminishing on the bedrock floor. On my arm is a bracelet, crafted of obsidian along with the magic of what once was, its vein-like patterns glowing with a purple that I know entirely too well. The shade of the light in my past.
The mark… of the Ender League.
…It's a short, yet outstandingly outrageous story. Brace yourself.
Ah… with each memory that dares to come to mind, my heart suffers another crack. At the same time… it feels good to get it all off my chest. Especially since he will be the only barricade between me and eternal solitude.
Quite honestly, that almost sounds pleasant.
Let's go ahead and rewind the setting of your mind's eye… and begin the story. Me, in a castle, going about my life as if it weren't about to provide me strength, then crumble at the last minute.
I was literally about to fall asleep after a long day of creation and Ocelot-taming.
Then, my admirer arrived. A stray Enderman, equipped with a monacle and a scarf.
I was already frozen to the spot by the existence of such clothing articles… on a mob. Period.
Instead of meandering around, he walked right up to my bedside. Looking down at me and tilting his head.
Before he put his hand down by my neck, and cast some sort of freezing, icy spell so that not only a deep freeze moved about through me… but made me black out.
That's where the rise and fall of my life began, nothingness. Now you know. And I shall continue.
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