It's been a day since Will died, and I'm still not over it. I was at the community house working and getting materials for a renovation. I felt something move behind me.
"Who's there?!" I asked, raising my voice slightly.
I unsheathed my netherite sword in case I needed to fight.
"It's me, Ghostbur."
Ghostbur looked like Will, but he obviously wasn't Will.
"Can I follow you?" Ghostbur asked curiously
"Of course."
I brought my stuff back to my base and started renovating my zoglin named Igby's pen. Igby saved me from a piglin brute when I raided a bastion in the Nether.
"Ghostbur stay behind me, Igby might attack you."
Ghostbur floated behind my right shoulder. Obviously Igby doesn't attack me, but sometimes attacks others. I finished renovating and I think Igby likes it.
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From Death To Revival
FanfictionSaying goodbye to someone close to her is something 22 year old Adela never thought about doing. Cover Drawn by Gwibart (Twitter/DeviantArt)
