Did you hear that boom?
At the Crooked Caber, the mute dinosaur Teep and bartender Ravs were playing Levers, though their hearts were not into it as they waited nervously for Zoey. Rythian sat in a dark corner, fingers in a vice grip on his mug, drink untouched.
"Rythian." Said Ravs kindly, though his expression was alarmed at Rythian's grave face. "Do you want to come join us? I'm sure Zoey knows what she's—"
A deafening explosion. The windows on the outside glowed white, though the explosion didn't reach them. A small cry escaped from Rythian's lips. He couldn't think. He had meant to fly over to the disaster, but ended up teleporting over there instead.
He didn't have his void ring on him.
He stood trembling on the top of the hills. He dared not go closer to the radiation. It was enough to see the red haired body sprawled across the ground. Somehow she had not been torn apart by the explosion, he could tell. Tears flowed down his cheeks, slightly stinging. She was dead. Gone. The only girl he ever loved. The fight left his body. He no longer wanted revenge. He didn't even want to live.
Goodbye, Zoey. He thought, his heart falling to pieces inside of him. I miss you already. I NEED you. "I love you." He said the last part out loud, hardly a whisper. He felt as though, out of respect, he should say goodbye to Tee. Yet he couldn't bring himself to move, let alone speak. He no longer wanted to be human, without her.
"Yes, the silly girl is gone. You should have joined us sooner." They said inside his head, ready to finally possess him. His ender side, ready to emerge. He closed his eyes and began to let it take over to him.
Wait! What was he doing?! He couldn't make himself become that, reason to live or not. He had to get as far away from the End as possible. He shut it back inside himself as best he could and dove through his portal to the Nether.
Much better. He could think here, he wasn't sure if that was a good thing. He looked down at the lava, deliberating. Maybe it would be wise to just end it here, where he couldn't hurt anyone again. And no one could hurt him.
Nodding to himself, he jumped gracefully down and headed to the lava with no fear, just misery. Maybe, if there was something beyond after all, he could see Zoey again…
He heard a bloodcurdling scream from nearby, sounding like it belonged to a small girl. He was so alarmed his flying ring halted him, right above the lava. Now wasn't the time to grieve. Maybe he can do one last thing redeeming before he is reunited with the mushroom girl.
More to come! This is my second fanfiction. Any advice on how I can improve is appreciated!