Respawn 404

Tango

Xisuma woke up at about 9am, not remembering yesterday's events for the first few seconds until the headache returned. He was used to it by now, just listening to the voices screaming in his head, the ones that had been screaming in his head since he was a child. Part of him knew it was wrong, but his brain wasn't listening to that part anymore, and just simply didn't care.

Weak
They noticed your excuse, they're onto you
You weren't subtle enough
2 people isn't enough
More
Do better
Give us more

Too many too quickly and they'll notice, Xisuma knew that, but he couldn't help but think that they couldn't notice if they were all dead, and that in itself took time. Especially with the way he was going about it.

A few of them might end up dying naturally, which would suck the fun out of it for him. They wanted the blood, and he needed to oblige. He just needed to. There was no other way to explain it. He could stop, but at this point he didn't want to, and simply didn't care.

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Tango flew through to the Nether, a place he found incredibly comforting despite the initial harshness of it. Many of the Hermits assumed he was some form of demon, but he didn't let that bother him as they didn't seem to treat him any differently. It was just a part of him, like how Jevin was a slime and how Xisuma was a void creature. None of the hermits judged him for it.

The blistering heat hit his skin, the community nether hub coming into render distance and a single nametag. It was Xisuma's, probably where he was AFK at his gold farm. He grabbed his elytra, slipping it onto his back and slipping some fireworks into his off-hand, building a dirt tower and jumping off, waving at Xisuma who was standing on a cobblestone pathway. He beckoned for him to come over, which he hesitantly did, smiling at Xisuma when he landed.

"Hey, wassup?" Tango asked, pulling off his elytra and walking forward on the hot cobblestone floor.

"You're a demon right?" Xisuma asked, unnerving Tango slightly.

"I mean, that's what most people assume, I think it's a series of glitches in my player code that gives me likenesses to them," Tango explained, not entirely sure why Xisuma was asking or hadn't just looked into his personal code. He knew he was capable of that, but he was more interested in why he needed to know.

"So, you're not a proper demon?"

"I mean, I don't think so?" Tango replied questioningly, shrugging.

"So you could die like a normal player?"

"I mean, uh, yeah, I think so?" Tango responded nervously, backing away from Xisuma slightly only for him to grab his shoulder roughly.

"So if you were to fall into lava, you'd get burned to death?"

"Why are you asking?" Tango asked, each breath shallow as he backed away further and further, terror coursing through his blood.

"I think we need to test that, don't we?"

Tango's eyes widened, shaking his head furiously as he found himself at the edge of the path, hanging over a large fall of lava. It hissed dangerously, sparking and frothing at the edges. He tried his best to keep his balance as Xisuma stepped closer and closer to him, pulling out his bow and arrow and aiming it at Tango.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING XISUMA!" Tango screeched, the arrow being released and hitting him dead in the chest, sending him flying backwards. He felt the temperature continue rising and rising as he fell into the hot liquid, the lava seeping into the wound caused by the arrow, slowly destroying him. It tore each part of him away, barely anything left as he desperately searched his inventory for a totem, but to no avail. Tango let out one final whimper as he closed his eyes, accepting his fate, praying that respawn would work, but part of him knowing it likely wouldn't.

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