"Hey Honeydew, I'm going to Sjin's Farm." I glanced at my best friend, who was geared up for adventure as always. I put down what I was doing, looking up at the spaceman. "So, you keep safe, alright? Neither Lalna nor I are here to supervise you. Don't go blowing up the factory now." He explained. I tutted, folding my arms across my chest.
"What do you take me for? I'm extremely reliable!" I replied proudly, noticing him roll his eyes. "There's nothing to worry about, Xephos. Now, go enjoy your time on the farm." I smiled. Xephos nodded, lingering for a few moments before he set off. I waved to him as he left. It was sad, honestly. I didn't want to be left alone, but it was also that he was leaving me. My best friend...I know he'd return. 'Stop being stupid.' I thought to myself. 'He's coming back, idiot!' I decided to walk around the deprived factory one last time before setting off for digging. It was calling to me – my dwarven nature. I hastily wrote a note, just in case Lalna returned when I was gone.
GONE DIGGING. BE BACK LATER. Honeydew.
Then I set off for my hole digging adventure.
"Diggy Diggy Hole!" I cried to myself as I continued my journey into the depths of Minecraftia. It was where I felt most at home – underground, in a hole. After all, I couldn't exactly return home after I was banished. It wasn't my fault, honestly! Anyway, that's for another time. I had taken off from the Jaffa Factory a little after Xephos mentioned that he was going to Sjin's Farm. Farming wasn't my style, so I told him to enjoy it while I'd go out digging; after I gave the factory one last check. It was still quite deprived, but it was to be expected. We hadn't been there in, what, a year? Maybe more than that. We learnt a witch had moved in, and we quickly dispatched of her. Cheeky bitch; moving into MY Jaffa Factory! Soon we'd be able to live there properly, instead of living at both the factory and Baked Bean Fort. I mined at stone, trying to find those precious ores. I didn't really know what I was mining for – it's not like I needed anything in particular. I just felt like getting out. Feeling pain strike my bare back, I shouted as I turned around. Standing there was a zombie. "Ah, ya bastard!" I took out my sword, slashing at the foul creature. It soon lay dead at my feet, leaving me in peace. If Xephos were here...he'd be having a heart attack. I only had a few torches left, so it was very dark down in these tunnels. He'd be panicking...oh I do love Xephos' little quirks like that. How he calls people 'Friend', his glowing eyes... I half wished I had invited Xephos on this mining trip with me. He was busy, but we could have made some time. Sighing, I paused for a while. I leaned against the wall, closing my eyes. It seemed more peaceful if you just let the world pass you by. But, I should get mining again. I didn't really know how long I had spent down here, but it didn't matter. It might have been over a day, but I used to mine endlessly at home. My true home. Though, I'd never return there. I had no need to. My friends were various beings OUTSIDE of the dwarven community. A spaceman, a scientist, a farmer, a grey man, those three weirdoes known as 'Hat Films', the owl maiden, the pool boy, the Enderborn and his red-haired apprentice, their dinosaur, the demi-god, that kind girl who hangs around with Lalna...so many people I had met. I didn't need my own kind now.
I continued to mine, before I heard a noise. Turning around, I was met with a skeleton. It shot an arrow which I barely managed to dodge out of the way of. I slashed through the remains of its torso, watching it crumble to the ground. I felt brave, strong. This was a kind of new feeling to me. Maybe because I usually had my friends I had no need to be strong. But now, when I was alone, I had to be or I would face the consequences. I continued forth into the cave, soon mining my way into a new cave. I was greeted with zombies and spiders, which I managed to destroy with ease. I was getting into my swing, getting used to the various mobs. Well...that was until a creeper blew up behind me. There was only a split second between when I heard it's hissing and it's exploding. I was thrown against the wall, which was luckily made of sand. If it were stone...I would surely be dead! I panted quietly, taking a few minutes to recover. Eating a pork chop, I stood up. I felt better now. 'Keep mining...' I thought, before noticing a different noise. One not of lava, or water, or mobs. One of sobbing, whimpering. 'What's that?' I thought to myself. Following the noise, that seemed to be ages away, lead me to a figure. I stood a fair distance away from them. I tilted my head as I watched them cry and sob and whimper and whine. They were shivering uncontrollably. What the fuck happened to them to cause them to become like this?! It surely couldn't have been normal mobs that did this to the poor man. I cautiously took a few steps towards the man, trying to be light on my feet. When I got closer, I suddenly realised who it was. Sjin?! Why was he here? What had happened to him? Oh shit, I have to help him. I reached out to touch his back.
"Sjin?"
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