My name is beau I think I can't remember much. About 10 years ago when I was 5.. or 6 mabye 7 im not sure a huge lot of destruction came about our universe I was lucky to survive really.
It's all a blur in my head but as a huge earthquake struck my village I remember being grabbed and teleported to a world they called the end. I was raised there until I could get home around a week ago since the disaster I haven't been the same.
I was once human but now I am unsure. The creatures that raised me are called enderman and they took a liking to calling me beau (pronounced bow) so that's what I mainly am refered to as but i think i had an old name from the overworld but i dont know. I enjoy exploring and finding new things such as flowers or blocks even after 10 years I can't really speak enderman so I hope one day I will be able to find some other human language speakers.
I'm beginning to lose my memory I've been told it's a common trait of ender people so I have began to carry around a book there is only 1 verse of writing in it its basic information about me it reads.
My name is beau I was born in the over world but was rescued by the enderpeople during the great disaster I am part human part enderman I use he/they pronouns and I am currently looking for another life form on this planet it could be a while but I'm willing to try.
YOU ARE READING
The death of the purest
Fantasythis is like a mix of a journal and a story and its based on some mincraft lore that I did with my friends so if you wants ghosts perspective read a abyss of a mentality and if you want toxs perspective then read a absence of sense so yah :D
