Vwoop - Technoblade and Ranboo

8

Flames crack and lava pops into the huge orange and bright lakes. Technoblade walks along the sides, watching the striders trot on the boiling liquid with an almost bizarre naturalness. The cries and shrieks of a ghast can be heard somewhere and the sense of home in the dimension where he was born doesn't exist for the piglin. Too human to be accepted among his own kind and too foreign in the Overworld, he is more of an outcast in both dimensions. There is nowhere he really belongs.

It's not like that is something that affects the hybrid, he's not going to sulk and mourn because of the rejection, he hardly even cares. As far as he can remember, his independence and individuality has been what has characterized him and he has always been more than capable of fending for himself. Still, his nature calls for the collectivity and the company. The outcast has learned to ignore his instincts.

The sole of his boot sizzles as he steps on a block of solid magma, pulling his leg back before the heat consumes his shoe. He still cannot find what he's looking for. The Nether can really be a maze at times. His footsteps make the netherrack below crunch, until he finds a soul sand valley, now hearing the tormented spirits moan and wail under his hooves as he continues on his way, ignoring the ghostly laments as his boots sink on the floor. They should have thought it better before making a place for themselves in hell.

Using his axe to get the skeletons out of his way, Technoblade finally sees in the distance what he thought he would never find. A ruined portal can be seen high above, towering over the blue-green fungus soil of a warped forest. The hybrid walks towards the biome, stopping almost immediately upon hearing the grunts of a nearby hoglin. Sure enough, to his left, the huge beast shrieks and grunts, charging towards him. Technoblade prepares to face it, raising his axe and waiting until the creature is close enough to strike.

Around him, the reddish stone suddenly disappears, fading into thin air and an infinite void extends over his head. The ground beneath his hooves loses its color to an almost white hue, and the swine beast charging towards him mutates, growing obscenely in size, turning into a strange creature with black obsidian-like skin. The white eyes fixed on him turn into a violet gaze, sharp as an arrow and a fierce roar coming from its long snout almost destroys the piglin's ears. Behind the phantasm's back a pair of huge dark wings spread out at its sides and before Technoblade can react, too confused with the metamorphosis and change of scenery that just happened in front of him, the strange apparition charges at him with a forceful blow, sending him flying through the air and with no opportunity to do anything to prevent it.

The pale ground below him gets further and further away at an incredible speed, and when it seems like the hybrid will never stop going up, gravity pulls him down. The fall seems to last for hours, his limbs unsuccessfully searching for something to grab onto at the terrifying, unfamiliar sensation of being in the air and doomed in a free fall. The whitish stone passes by him, and Technoblade realizes that it is the floating island, and he is falling off its edge. The giant beast roams the sky, filling the silence with a deafening roar and suddenly his fall seems to resume with dizzying speed. The underside of the island looks further and further away as Technoblade sinks into the void. Nothing but darkness surrounds him, feeling himself fall infinitely. A murmur of hundreds of voices overlapping each other seems to rise from the black void, eager to reach him and growing louder and louder as the darkness deepens. Amid the cacophony of wailing and demanding a delicate voice pleads in his ear.

"Help."

A shriek next to him makes him snap his eyes open, not even aware of ever closing them, and the darkness is immediately replaced by a clarity that could almost blind him. A wooden roof rests several meters above the hybrid and Technoblade feels completely dazed and overwhelmed. He realizes how his breathing is a bit agitated.