Yogscast Outlanders

by YogsGen

The Spaceman and Mage had always considered themselves enemies until now. Now that a piece of them is recovered, something that was thought to be lost forever, they can live in a peace knowing they are not alone in this universe. Who would have thought that both Xephos and Rythian were of the same race. A race far out into the stars, a race with only two members left.

11. Chapter 11

Outlanders Chapter 11: Leaving the Endermen

Over the years in Minecraftia, Rythian stayed with the endermen, learning the "magic" that they know. He even started to pick up on some of their traits, like not liking water.

The Enderlord Azelinus sat on his throne talking to Rythian; seems like there was a change.

"You've been my student for years now, and I'm proud with your progress." Azelinus said.

Rythian smiled from under the mask that he now wears, embarrassed to show the scares that now mark his jaw. "Thank you, but may I ask why you called me? I know it's not for just praise."

Azelinus chuckled, which sounded like a mix between screaming and laughter. "The reason I called you was to inform you that you'll be leaving soon."

"Leaving?"

"Yes, you've stayed with us to learn how to use your magic in this world and how to survive. Now that you've done so, it probably will be for the best that we go back to people and monsters being separated."

Rythian looked down at the ground. This place has been his home for nearly four years now, where was he to go when he left? He didn't want to leave but he understood where the Enderlord was coming from. All he could do was nod in agreement.

"Though keep this in mind Rythian. You are welcome back here anytime you need it. You are one of us, you are an Enderborn, even if you are not from this world you have made it your home…" Azelinus kept talking but Rythian started to tune it out, just went into this own personal thoughts. "Do you understand?"

Rythian snapped back to reality, "Yes… I understand Enderlord." Though he didn't pay an ounce of attention.

Azelinus smiled the best that and Enderman could. "Alright then, I think that by the end of the week would be good to leave."

With that Rythian left with a slight bow and went to his room, and started packing. 'What difference would it make if I left tonight or a week from now?' He thought to himself and he gathered the small amount of things that he had.

During the wee hours of the morning, when everyone in the place was asleep, Rythian slipped through and out of the endermen empire, without no notice of his departure.

'Well now that you're on your own… where to now?' He thought as he started walking, looking up at the stars now and again, wondering if the people back home still remembered him.