Aurora Borealis | Dreamnoblade

【𝔸𝕦𝕥𝕠𝕔𝕙𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕤】

I love me some adorable Dream/X-Dee content.

The next chapter is gonna be some more backstory ;)

✧ Chapter 9 ✧

【𝔸𝕦𝕥𝕠𝕔𝕙𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕤】

The End had existed long before its guardian deity had breathed with life.

But when they had been crafted and eased into existence, X-Dee's first sight was the dark void before them, the obsidian towers and mighty mother dragon that inhabited the End with her Endermen and mortal companions.

X-Dee was born into existence as a mere child in the shape of a seven-year-old.

Still, they were an infant, so fresh to existence, so young and curious and full of raw untapped power.

And like every other child, X-Dee aged.

Unlike a mortal child, however, X-Dee aged slower.

A result of the End, for time did not flow the same way as the Overworld did. Time moved with a turtle's pace, yet simultaneously was triple the speed of the Overworld and still somehow kept in time with the other realms. A paradox, truly, that no one could begin to work their mind around but the few that could understand how time ticked.

X-Dee's first memories are still so clear, even after having existed for so long.

They had opened their eyes to the darkness above, but despite the void, the End wasn't smothered in darkness; a contradiction.

The first sound they hear is the crooning of who they would go on to call Mother.

Her scaly head sinking into their sightline and X-Dee had sucked in a breath, tiny hands reaching up for the beautiful beast, who purred and exhaled, enveloping the new godling with her heated breath.

The first noise X-Dee had made was of happy giggling.

"Happy greetings, little hatchling, I am blessed to be honoured with a godling," the mighty beast had spoken with love.

And so life went on for the freshly birthed X-Dee.

Despite being a child, X-Dee bore knowledge no mortal would ever know, would ever be able to comprehend. They knew who they were, what their purpose in life was.

The mortal-kind that inhabited the End with Mother Dragon and the Enderman, the Enderlings, were more than happy to accept X-Dee into their homes and lives, teaching them and worshipping them for their holy stature.

But time moved along and the Enderlings began to slowly die out, their time coming to an end and in all that time, X-Dee had only physically aged a handful of years. The flow of time not touching them in the same way as mortals.

It saddened X-Dee to see them go.

("Everything has a time," an Elder had smiled, "Species rise and evolve and others come to cease to be. It is the way of Life, the will of Fate, and it is nothing we can fight. So my people and I have accepted this is the way we are going.")

Time passed by and then X-Dee finally met another like them. They went by the name Foolish and preferred to be known by He/Him pronouns as that was the shape his form seemed to like the most.

X-Dee had no understanding of what pronouns were, Enderlings had never used such a word, but if their new friend liked that, then they would.

Foolish, the god that helped guide life, had taken it upon himself to teach X-Dee more about the universe that they did not know, had not yet experienced as they had only seen the End.

X-Dee learnt lots from their time with Foolish but as the way of life goes, Foolish's time to leave arrived and so they parted with X-Dee far more knowing.

Time flowed with only the company of Mother and the Endermen, and X-Dee couldn't understand the sense of loneliness that settled inside their chest.

For a long time, they had sort the companionship of the Enderlings but, they were no more. So X-Dee took to exploring this vast and never-ending Realm, hoping to fill that ironic void.

Then, one day, X-Dee stumbled upon something stunning, something simply impossible.

An egg.

They had gasped in awe. To think there was a sole Enderling that still had yet to hatch!

X-Dee had scooped up the egg with care and began heading back to Mother because she would know what to do! As they flew, they used the utmost care, as if the egg was the most fragile thing to ever exist—which it was!

"A miracle," Mother had crooned, curling around X-Dee and the newfound egg, "Perhaps the Enderlings are not completely gone, not when a sole egg still survives."

"Can we hatch them?" X-Dee questions.

"Patience, my hatchling. With time all things come to be. Enderling eggs only ever hatch when the time is right; when its predetermined fate has begun," Mother had explained.

And so X-Dee watched over the egg and occasionally scared off mortals from searching for the Stronghold that held the portal into the End. For mortals didn't understand just what they would be stepping into. Mortals wouldn't understand how Mother wasn't some evil being, some malicious entity that wanted power. No, Mother was peaceful, loving and only wished to rule her Realm in peace.

One day, X-Dee had been humming a wordless tune to themself and the egg when something happened: it rocked. Startled, X-Dee had stared at it in bewilderment, but then it rocked again.

The Enderling egg was hatching.

Excitedly, X-Dee had laid on their front before the egg, tail wiggling in their excitment as they stared and gently stroked the egg in hopes of prompting the Enderling to hatch faster.

A crack formed, then another and they grew. X-Dee heard the soft noises of vwoops from inside and giggled, unable to contain the excitement.

Finally, a piece of the shell broke off and a hand poked out with a startled noise. Their hand was so small! X-Dee had thought they were small, but nothing compared to the Enderling!

"Hello," they cooed and received a chirp in return as more shell was chipped away to reveal black and white. Green and red eyes peered up at them with curiosity.

"Hi," they breathed, reaching out a hand. The Enderling vwoops softly and a tiny white hand was set upon X-Dee's, "I'm X-Dee. Oh, I just realised, I don't have a name for you!"

X-Dee bit their lip in shame, they had spent so long caring and hoping for this moment that they hadn't thought about what came after.

They wilt but watch as the hatchling crawls their way out of the egg, tumbling and rolling on the End stone, bringing a giggle out of X-Dee. The hatchling cheeped in confusion.

"I think...I think I'll call you Ranboo!"