VORTEX

Chapter 2

Image above: Art done by my friend and very talented author, 

On the left is Galaxy if she was a streamer, and on the right, is what her Minecraft skin would be (or in this case, what she looks like. I could do a one-shot of her as a streamer)

"Who are you?" The tall man had noticed something was off. He looked over to the nether portal in the middle of his city. Stumbling out of the portal came a girl he'd never seen before.

From what he could tell, she was smaller than him. Around 5'5 he thought. She looked skinny, but he couldn't tell from the oversized hoodie she wore. Her hoodie was black, with a blue and purple galaxy pattern covering it. Now that he thought about it, that seemed to be her whole aesthetic. She wore blue jeans splattered with blue, purple and pink dye, and white vans splattered with pink dye. From how that was, the male guessed that she was an artist.

But what stood out most to the green-clad man was her hair. It was naturally black. That much he could tell. The tips of her hair were dyed blue, purple and pink. One strip of hair, however, was completely white.

As the man walked over to the girl she looked up at him. "Uh hi" she said. "You can call me Galaxy." When he looked at her now, he finally saw her eyes. She had heterochromia. Her left eye was purple and her right eye was blue. (Which the man thought was quite funny that her eyes fir her style. She also had freckles splattered over her nose and cheeks. (though he didn't have room to talk...))

The man had to admit that she was pretty. "What are you doing here Galaxy?" Galaxy stood up straighter. "My house kinda burned down." Oh. He hadn't seen a house nearby on fire . But then again he'd never seen Galaxy before. None of his friends had mentioned seeing here before either. "After it burned down" She continued, "I salvaged what I could and went through to the nether. I gathered quite a lot of netherrack and ended up finding a path to this nether portal right here." Her story made sense to the man. She didn't look untrustworthy. Maybe she could stay.

"Alright. I introduced myself. Now it's your turn" Galaxy said. "Who are you? Or do I just get to call you Mr. Random Green Man?" Ah. Now she's started sounding like Tommy. "You're right, Galaxy. You can call me Dream."