Chapter 6

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Day 60

'I've... Well, we've been forced to use that amulet far too many times than what I'm comfortable with' I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, it was getting quite long and annoying.

'Last week we tried cutting Steve's hair but in the end we just shaved it all off and waited for it to grow back to a decent length. Being hairless during the winter is not ideal so I kept my current hair length.'

"Dinner's ready." A small but solid voice came from Axel,

"I'll be there soon." I scratched a few more lines in my now half filled diary.

'I've gotten used to the... Emptiness... Never quite realised how bad it is but I'm used to it... or at least what I convince myself to believe.

Shuffling around, the floorboard creaked under my weight. We really should consider filling in the hole underneath our house, which had a habit of being filled up by random mobs.

"What are we eating?" I smiled faintly as I saw the helmet that Steve has recently been wearing everywhere,

"At least someone can find something funny these days." Steve said this in such a harsh tone, I could barely tell that he wasn't being sarcastic. "Also it's beef, again."

Axel munched on a glowstone block while I helped myself to a piece of steak. Steve hasn't as much as eyed his food. Dropping my fork which held my first mouthful, "You should eat, or do you want me to feed you, big brother?" I joked,

"I'm not hungry." He then made a move towards the door, "I'll be back before nightfall."

"Alright." I held my arm up, reaching for the fork. Before I could taste it however, I had a sudden thought: 'No, it's not alright.'

I stumbled out the door, only managing to pull on some leather boots. "Steve!" I shouted, "Come back!" As I pushed out the door, I was hit by a strong gust of wind which knocked me to the ground. Rain had started to pound.

"Steve..." I muttered weakly, pushing myself off the muddy soil. I shielded my face from the whips of wind which was now slowly accelerating. After walking around the cliff edge for a while, I came across the silhouette of Steve who was crouched facing the storming clouds that were making steady progress towards the mountain face.

"We better get inside before we get struck by lightening." I patted him on the shoulder, some of the mud fell and dripped onto his back.

"I can't. Not anymore." It was raining so hard by now that my vision was limited strictly to the block directly in front of me. I couldn't tell if Steve was crying or it was just the rain. Still, his voice sounded strained.

"What are you talking about? Don't go all cryptic on me now." I tried lifting him up but another gust of wind blew me onto my knees, "As long as my heart is still pumping, I will never give up. Isn't that what you'd always say?"

"She's dead now!" Steve shot up, "Nothing is alright anymore..." Before he could crouch back down, I grabbed him by the shirt and threw him as far away from the cliff as I could manage.

"I don't know what's gotten into you, but you're not thinking about this, about anything right now."

"I... Loved her." Steve mouthed or maybe he whispered, the conditions were so bad that my sense of hearing was nothing but the thundering of the skies above.

"What? Of course, we all loved her." Finally working out what Steve just said,

"You know what I mean-" with this Steve took the amulet out of his pocket, "This thing's meant to have unlimited power right?" He shook it in mid air. Steve took one more look at me and mouthed, "I loved her." Once more before putting on the amulet. "I wish for the power-" I broke off his sentence by tackling him to the ground. "No! I'll kill you!" My sight vanished as I fell into unconsciousness.

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Roth sniffed a little before clearing his throat to carry on reading. Ethan, who was sitting beside me gave me a little nudge and held up his notebook, 'I don't like where this is going'

"Plot twist!" Hughie shouted so that the librarian had to hiss another 'SHHHH' at him.

"Carry on." Steven is now wearing a blank expression, is he just that shocked?

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Day 67

'We tracked Steve to another village, he's getting more violent...' I traced my finger down the middle of the diary where Steve had torn out the few pages.

"He's coming." Axel was wearing nearly full iron armor, I was in a similarly mismatched outfit, tracking down and keeping up with Steve had left us little time to mine for resources.

"Get ready, it's going to be a clear night today so you'll be fighting too." I picked up my iron sword. 'I've thought about this over and over, each time coming to the same conclusion. We were going to have to... Kill... Steve.'

I slammed my diary shut and stored it safely on one of the many shelves of this town's library. If my plan succeeds, I will not be needing physical attachments any longer. Dark fogs approached. Unknown to the villagers this fog may be the last thing they ever see. From the tree that I sat in, I signalled to Axel with the moonlight being reflected by my sword. I waited until I heard a scream followed by the rush of footsteps. Tilting my sword like a mirror, I watched a small crowd of people gather then be led outside the village. I breathed out then took a long intake of breath. "Ready?" I whispered when I noticed that Axel was now beside me. He nodded in response.

Leaping out of the tree, we were faced with a hoard of dense black fog. Flowers wilted and trees became bare when it came into contact with the fog. I could hear the eerie crackle bouncing out. "Tonight, everything will end." I said, not as loud as I would have liked.

"Would you look at that?" The sly voice of Steve came from the fog. A tentacle of vapour emerged from the cloud and formed the shape of a human hand. "Why don't you come with me? We can be happy."

"Stay away from me." I was on the edge of tears. 'Someone who I had admired as the strongest person, now they're broken and blinded by emotions... Would it have been better if... No, this is no time to think about 'ifs' and 'could haves', this is here, the present, now.' I slashed at the fog, cutting apart the hand. Axel fought off the mobs that were attracted by the large amount of life.

"Take the amulet off!" I knew it was useless, but one could hope, right? The fog grew denser as I slashed, it condensed and thickened, soon it became that size and shape of a human being. Steve now had scars, ripped clothing and greasy hair. "If you dare stand in my way... Between US!" Steve lashed out with a still foggy sword. I couldn't tell what material his sword was under the fog, whatever it was, it made a clank and bounced my sword away whenever it connected.

"She's dead! The end." I couldn't believe why Steve, of all people, to fall as victim to something as trivial as love. "When did you start caring anyway?"

Steve shouted something incomprehensible before attacking me with so much strength that I was knocked down to my knees. "Steve." I cried before my arms gave in and his sword was embedded in my shoulder. Feeling something crack, I pulled back, causing the sword to slice even deeper. I clutched my right shoulder, I weakly raised my sword with my right hand. 'Good, at least the nerves aren't damaged.'

My vision pulled focus and I spotted the amulet dangling by Steve's trouser pocket. Charging recklessly, I feigned an attack at his neck so his lower body was open for attack. Taking this opening, I slashed at his leg, thankfully I sliced the bottom of the pocket and the amulet slipped out. Steve's pupils returned and his eyes stopped glowing. we both fell to the ground. Reaching for the amulet, I took it by the chains and threw it as far as my arm could manage. 'I wish that... I could just restart this all over again.'

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"Why did you stop?" Abel asked Roth,

"I can barely read this handwriting." Roth tilted the book in frustration,

"May I?" I held out a hand,

"Yeah okay." Roth passed me the book, I looked at the big and jagged writing. As if someone was trying to fight off something.

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'It's all making sense now, I see why... I know I do...' I sat in a dark cave. This was where we first spawned. Walking out of the darkness, I was met with a stream of green '1s' and '0s'. I lied about this place. I just made it to look like the old world. This is my world now... And nothing can stop me from making it perfect. The sky was pitch black but the land was well lit. After walking for a few chunks, the world just seemed to fade entirely, like someone came and took a bite out of it. 'Which it sort of true but I just never got around to create it yet.' I drew a circle with my finger, It grew until it was big enough for me to walk through. My amulet jingled as I was teleported to another dimension.

'I had sent my workers to this dimension... They were one of the first beings I had created so they lacked any detail. With long limbs and purple eyes.' I sent them to this world to collect materials for my world... I drifted down to a nearby village. A man was there, followed closely by a deathly pale boy. "Hello Steve." I whispered then hid immediately behind the tree he was chopping. "D... Did you hear that, Axel?"

"Steve... Are you hearing things?"

"Hm? Oh just me then." He chuckled... Smiled... Laughed... 'Don't worry.' I thought, 'Soon I'll return everything to you, including what you'd lost.'

A/N: The slow descent into madness... Oh dear... I would say sorry for the lack of updates but if I was truly sorry, I would've uploaded on time... So I guess I'm not sorry? Damn logic...

Just a few more chapters to go! Please review 'n' stuff if you enjoyed... Review as well if you didn't enjoy? Wait why are you still reading if you didn't enjoy... (There is wayyyyy too many ellipses' in my writing... Gah! I just did it again... Does anyone even say 'Gah' in real life...I give up).