Epilogue

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Last writing for this! Here we go!

Cw: panic attacks and trauma, both mentioned but neither is shown  

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Grian's pov

     Grian sat in the Rift, reading through one of Scar's alchemy books, the soft purple glow providing him light. This had become a common thing for him. The Rift had become a peaceful place for him, the happiness from getting to see his friends again infused into it.

     His peace was only disturbed when his communicator buzzed.

Xisumavoid: Please come to the shopping district

Xisumavoid: It's parade building time!

     Grian placed his bookmark in his book, set it down, and took off.

     He soared through the air, ground rushing past below him. He wove in between the rocks that made up his mega base, which he had decided to keep. 

     After doing several loop-de-loops, Grian continued on over towards the shopping district.

     He glided over the various shops, glancing down at the Entity's boulder. I probably need to restock it, he thought to himself. To be honest, he probably needed to refill it two weeks ago, but, since he was being honest, he didn't really want to. Everytime he went to do it, the memories crashed down, he was smothered in stress, and he almost, or did, have a panic attack. All in all, not a fun time. It had gotten to the point where some of the hermits had begun to refer to it as the 'Emptity'.

   Finally, he landed over with the gathering hermits. Together, they built floats. Grian worked with Mumbo and Scar to create a mangrove tree that continuously grew upwards.

     Once they had set up all the floats, Xisuma summoned the "guests." (He hadn't told them who the "guests" were, but he had his suspicions.) As the join messages trickled in, most of his predictions proved accurate, he was surprised by some of them.

     A few hours later, after the guests, which consisted mostly of people from the Life series and Empires, had arrived, they started the parade.

     The parade was part of the update festival, an event which almost everyone was celebrating to some degree. Although Hermitcraft's was one of the biggest, it wasn't uncommon to have some form of parade.

     Since the parade floats moved on their own, Grian sat atop one of the buildings, watching them go by, wardens roaring, and allays flitting through the air. Scar rocketed up and landed next to him.

     "So, how have you been coping?" Scar asked Grian.

     "Ok, I think. It's much better now that you're all back."

     "That's good to hear."

     "I still have some trouble though. Sometimes, I don't know, I guess I panic more when someone's about to die."

     "Yeah. I think I've gotten jumpier," Scar related. He dangled his legs off the side of the building. Grian nodded in agreement.

     Scar decided to break the mood, saying, "You know, it's kinda hot up here," then proceeding to take off his shirt. 

     "Oh my goodness! Scar, put your clothes back on!" Grian exclaimed, before the two of them dissolved into a fit of laughter. They carried on for a while like this. Mumbo, Pearl, and some of the others came up to participate in the joking. 

     Grian, Scar, Mumbo, and the adventure seven watched as the sun set behind the horizon, casting the sky in a warm orange ombre.     

     "Pretty chobblesome," Grian joked quietly.

     Mumbo let out a small chuckle. "Chobblesome indeed, my friend. Chobblesome indeed."

     "Oh, looks like that's my cue!" Grian announced, his communicator buzzing with the go message and gathering up the fireworks he'd been given. Seeing as he was the best flier, he had been chosen to set off the fireworks display at the end. 

     He jumped off the building, sparklers in hand, and began releasing them behind him. And as he flew through the fireworks, seeing all his friends below him, he realized the bit of stone on his neck was gone. He was free from the Entity's grasp, and would never be weighed down again.

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Wow. I finished it. Holy crap. I wrote a novel's worth. Wow. I honestly can't believe this. Ok then.

Right, the last chance for QnA is here! Please ask questions. I haven't gotten any yet and QnAs don't work without the Q. Then they're just nA, that won't work.

Have a won

derful day/night!

     -Meep

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