It had been at least eight days since I've been put into this End realm. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and the pitch black on my arm had spread to my shoulder- my arm had gotten longer also, which scared me. Not one Enderman had tried to attack me. They all seemed to have no interest in me. I had mined some End stone to get to other giant floating islands, but they the landscape never changed. Enderman everywhere, giant tall purple plants, static sky, and flat islands of end stone for miles.
I felt like I was losing my mind. I was alone in this dark void of a world, and I had no way to get out. Still, I kept traveling from island to island. I slept a few times, even though for some reason I was never tired. And everything was so cold. I constantly felt like I was freezing to death, yet at the same time I didn't shiver or get fatigue. It was just there- and there was no way to make it stop. I eventually the stuff at the tops of the plants were edible after I was so desperate to find food I tried to eat the plant. So here I was, stuck in this dark void forever, with no way to get out, constantly traveling and eating purple stuff to survive.
The Endermen were a lot different than the ones I saw in the overworld. They seemed more social, acting like a pack of wolves and even helping each other get whatever the fruit was called on top of the plants. There were a few tiny Endermen that I guessed were really young, and even old, wrinkled Endermen who moved slowly and were helped by younger Endermen. Honestly, it was pretty fascinating to watch. A lot of them batted eyes at me, but nothing more.
I thought I was the only "human" in this place. Actually, I didn't even know if I was human at all. What that writing said... It described me at "the son of the End". Just thinking about it made me feel numb inside. I just wanted to see my friends again. I wanted to go back to raiding temples, fighting crime, and just being in the overworld. I didn't want to be in this place any longer. I couldn't bear this emptiness that I constantly felt. I couldn't bear being alone.
One day, I couldn't take it any longer. I tried to jump off the edge of the island. After a while, I thought I was finally dying- but suddenly i was right back at the edge of the island where I jumped. I tried numerous times- but each time, I ended back on the island. After a while, I finally gave up, and collapsed to the ground.
I waited to starve to death.
After what felt like an eternity, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned to expect to see an Enderman wondering what a human was doing in this place lying on the ground, but what it really was probably was one of the biggest surprises in my life.
It was another person.
It was a male, with incredibly messy hair covering one eye wearing what looked like to be black headphones. His eyes were a sea green, looking as empty as this entire place. His face was smeared with purple and some cream-colored chalk-like stiff, and he more a black hoodie with blue lining. He was wearing a blue-green checkered bandanna, grey pants, and white sneakers.
We stared at each other for a while. He was probably thinking the same thing as me: Another person!? In this place!?
The person started backing up.
"Okay, this place is making me crazy, definitely crazy. It might be the chorus fruit. Wait, that wouldn't make sense. I've been eating it for months. That's definitely not a human, it it?"
I raised an eyebrow. Okay, this guy was most likely here before me. Did he always talk to himself? Well, I couldn't blame him. Even I started talking to myself.
"Um... hello?" I asked.
"IT TALKS! I'M GONNA DIE!" The person yelled out. He immediately darted towards the closest plant and started climbing up it as if it was nothing. This guy was definitely alone for a while.
"Woah, I'm not going to hurt you." I told him.
"Lies! You're an illusion! I'm going crazy!" He hissed as soon as he was at the top.
This guy was already getting on my nerves. I huffed. "If I wanted to hurt you, I would have done so by now. My name is Jesse."
He froze. I guessed he knew who I was because that's pretty much everyone's reaction when they meet me in person.
"Jesse? THE Jesse? The one who killed the giant purple thing!?" he asked.
"...Yeah?"
He jumped down from the plant, landing on his feet it looked like he took some damage. He marched up to me. He narrowed his eye, bringing his face uncomfortably close to mine. I took a step back. He poked me on the shoulder, than jumped back.
"YOU'RE REAL!"
"Um, Yes. I am real, the last time I checked."
He let out a loud laugh, that probably lasted a lot longer than it should have.
"I'm not alone anymore. I finally met another person, let alone a hero!"
The guy now seemed to be in his own world. I scratched my head with my good arm. So here i was, in the End with a crazy guy.
"...How long have you been here?" I asked.
He turned to me, face blank. "I don't know. A long time."
There was an awkward silence. Finally, I said, "..Yeah. I can tell. Um, what's your name?"
"Oh, me? My name is... erm..." he paused, as if trying to remember. "Erm... my name is Crest. I do- did potion stuff a lot."
Crest extended a dirty, shaky hand. Hesitantly, I shook it.
"So... I guess it's just the two of us."
"Er- yeah Jack."
"It's Jesse-"
"Hey, what's with your arm?"
"Oh." I faltered. I looked at my pitch black arm, where the fingers were starting to merge together. I suppressed a shudder, trying not to think too hard of it. "I don't know. It was like that when I came here."
He strode forward, and took the black arm in his hands, closely inspecting it. Talk about not knowing personal space.
"Woah, dude, it's all scaly and stuff."
"I know..." That was all I could reply.
"Dude, you want to come to my place? There's a lot of stuff there, it's way better than here."
"Umm... sure?"
"Okay, follow me."
Crest let go of my arm, letting it fall to my side, and started briskly walking to the left. I followed him. Hopefully, I could make allies with this person, and hopefully, somewhere in the future, we could finally get out of here and finally go home.