Xisuma POV
He had never wanted to share his past. He didn't want to be a test subject as the last one of his kind. But if it carried on the legacy of his people then so be it.
"I grew up in the end. Me and my brother, Ezra. I always felt terrible at the obvious favoritism towards me. It wasn't his fault he had a temper or that he defended himself. But to them, it was.
One day, the watchers invaded The End. My family, friends, and neighbors died at the hands of the Watchers in the Great End Massacre. Somehow, me and my brother both survived. The watchers saw us breathing, however, and left twin purple X-shaped scars across our faces. It's ironic that X has become my nickname after what they did to us.
I wear this mask because I can't breathe Earth's air. It's also a family heirloom. In her dying breaths my mother told me where to find Ezra and I's masks. Her final words were 'I hope that you carry me and your father in your hearts with each breath.'
Me and Ezra put on our helmets, one green and one red, and jumped into the End Gateway. Ancient spirits told us of what we would become.
We were torn apart by the void. On opposite sides of the world, I searched for him for two years to no avail.
While on my search, I met Etho. I asked him what he was doing in the forest, he told me it was his home, and we knew we were like each other. Outcasts of civilization. 'monsters'. It made me realize I wasn't alone. That's why I invited you here. Because I was alone and I wanted to ensure no one else ever was."
I did it. I got it all out. I didn't know I could without crying.
"I guess the one question left on your mind is 'what's behind the mask?'."
I took off my helmet and the hermits tried not to do anything offensive. I know it's shocking to any non-endling. The purple eyes and black markings on my face would scare me too if I wasn't used to them. The scar on my face did.
Putting the helmet back on, I asked my question.
"You never told me your story, Etho. What happened to you?"
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Monsters Of Our Past: Origins
FanfictionHermitcraft + skizz: We've done horrible things. we've killed. we've left everything behind. yet we didn't want to. it's all because of these powers gifted to us. the pain. it's all our fault. yet it's out of our hands. are we human? Or are we monst...
