Red Was Always My Favorite Colour

Chapter 1: All It Took Was Some Believing

It was a sunny evening, the sun shone while puffy white clouds took their place in the open blue sky. It was quiet, only the sounds of nearby birds chirping and the feet hitting the ground accompanied TommyInnit as he walked through L'manburg. He walked down Prime Path, thinking about the latest drama that had popped up recently.

It was about some Crimson Egg. Now, Tommy didn't know wasn't crystal clear on anything about this situation, all his information is from eavesdropping on conversations he wasn't part of, but Tommy definitely knew that worshipping an egg was stupid–regardless of its colour or whatever species it came from. It was probably some chicken egg painted red and whatnot.

Whatever the big deal was about, Tommy decided that he, too, would check it out. Now, of course, being considered a chaotic teenager who causes more harm than good wasn't going to make it easy to enter whatever hellhole these "egg worshipers" built, but it was worth a try anyway. Tommy was stubborn, he wasn't going to let the fact people quite literally wanted him dead keep him away from exploring and pulling stuff.

The entrance to the place where this egg was held was just a small hole in the ground that descended downwards. It was pretty well hidden, but due to the fact Tommy stalked one of the members—Badboyhalo—to this very location here, it wasn't hard to find.

Tommy hesitantly began descending into the hole. Once fully engulfed by it, Tommy could see that there were stairs built to at least help with the walk down and up. The stairs looked like they were built for people much taller than himself, which wouldn't surprise Tommy because, despite being 6'1, Badboyhalo was around 9'6–but Bad could alternate between his tall demon form and his human form which was more around Tommy's height, so it was still a bit weird to have such big stairs. Tommy carefully made his way down the staircase, noticing red vines swirled across the wall—most hoarding around the few torches that were placed to light the area.

Upon reaching his destination, Tommy set his feet on the flat surface of the room. It was warm, with hanging red vines draping down from the ceiling—some reaching to the ground while others didn't. Tommy manoeuvred his way around the room, observing how everything had a slight red tint to it but concluded that was due to the magma cubes and lava holes in the floor. The place reminded him of the Nether a bit; the magma cubes, lava, red vines, and overall redness to it really seemed like it could've been the Nether.

While walking around, Tommy moved deeper into the room. He stumbled upon more vines lying on the ground, wrapping around each other, and also took notice of how the temperature got warmer as he moved more towards the back of the room. Well, after coming across a gigantic

While Tommy moved through the giant, red room, he observed the surroundings. There were the obvious sightings of lava and magma cubes on the ground along with some tiny, red vines as well. He saw that the walls were painted a bloody, crimson red with red vines across those painted walls. As he walked deeper into the room, it also got warmer and warmer, until he was met with a large red strangely-oval-shaped object.

Tommy came to the conclusion that this was the "Crimson Egg" he had heard people talk about; it wasn't that hard to figure out with its shape and colour. As he looked at the Egg and observed its strange shape. Looking at the base of this egg, Tommy could see the vines were thicker the closer they were to the Egg.

With the rise of an eyebrow, Tommy was already unentertained. He didn't see what the point of worshipping this thing was. What was the big fuss about? Tommy just wanted to leave now, this was a new level of disappointment. However, after taking a few steps away from the Egg, Tommy could hear footsteps that weren't his.

"Oh shit, what if that's Bad. Fuck, I don't wanna be caught snooping around," Tommy thought as he panicked and looked around for a place to hide. He darted behind one of the large vines, hoping that would suffice as a hiding spot for now until the unknown person left.