So I'm An Enderman? ..... Neat *being rewritten*

Restructured Respawn

Level # Stage 0.

{You died}

{make New world?}

The message cuts out. I stare at the ever decaying textbox above me. The Darkest pits of The Void atempting to make something resembling the Haven like refuge of the tittle screen Music and all.

White Eyes stare from above.

They weep.

It takes me a moment. But i notice IT. A hand. A blocky apendage like a gigantuan blocky, limb...an arm? No thousands of Little Cubes forming a hand . A thousands chunks of nothingness reaching for the message , the textbox, the system.

My ears bleed orchid.

[ERRORERROROOOOOORORERROERRORRRRORRREEERORRRRRRRR]

THE Mother of all Monster weeps , weeps out of petulent rage as the Void itself

C R A C K S

At first it but a perfect split. A white line cutting the mockery of a nostalgic screen in half. Then IT expands. A thousand cracks forming a spiderweb of blinding white.

A smaller hand strokes me. Not The gigantuan planet sized limb i saw before, but rather something simply large enough to smother me in a comforting embrace

It soothes my tears. Glowing Violet staining black and white alike.

Was i crying? Sobbing?

I can hear screaming. Thats likely still me

White Eyes soothe my tears. White Eyes become everything.

White Eyes....Halves.

There are no other words to describe this. Reality simply splits into perfect Halves, For a moment i stare at my own eyes.

A failed timeline. A pocket universe barely the size of a star. One to be thrown away.

I look at 'Me' , he looks back
There's no telling who might be the true one now.
He doesn't speak but wishes me luck.
I wish him love. We both know thats what we need.

We share a smile.

The world restructures
The Great Threads Of Destiny, The Strings Of Fate, like great beast's space and time become meaningless as they UNRAVEL. Split backs knitting into each other like great serpents of pure energy.

[[World Restored]]

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