Corrupted Souls (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1

David's POV

I'm falling. Eaters of worlds and corruptors snap at my sides. The bottom of this chasm is nowhere to be seen yet a world of of night and doom pull me lower as if they take over gravity and they are the new controlling force. I scream, yet no one hears me. I know that. I know everythingabout this world since I'm the guide. This is a world called Terraria. My face is about to smash into the ground until I'm shaken awake.

"Are you okay, David? You fell asleep during Roxy the party girl's huge update celebration last night," says Xylia, the town dryad. "I don't remember falling asleep," I say to Xylia. "Good. You weren't drunk or anything like that. I punched your lights out after you asked me out. Wait... on second thought, maybe you were drunk."

Xylia helps me up from the table I slept on. "Caitlin told me I'm going psycho because of my whole 'cleanse the corruption' thing. She says I need to get out more." I think you're perfect, I daydream. Xylia is so rebellious and tough. She likes to stand out from the crowd. It's obvious that Negurk the Goblin Tinkerer and Lauren the Mechanic are in love. They're just too scared to say it. But as for Xylia and me, we're just friends. "Hey, David. Want to hear a story?" the dryad asks. "Sure, I say."

"There's an old but true tale about the Terraria world. You know how we have simple mobs like green slimes and bats? Plus the boss mobs such as skeletron and the eye of cthulu? That's called pre-hardmode. And it's REALLY boring. But there is a way to fix that. Someone brave and strong has to go to the Underworld, get a voodoo doll, kill it then kill the boss.... the Wall of Flesh. It's so disgusting. It's red, lumpy, and it has MORE than two giant eyeballs. Once it's killed, the World will change. It will give us so many more biomes, monsters, and ores. It's called Hardmode. And if a guy ever did unlock hardmode... I would kiss him so hard. But there's a catch. Once the voodoo doll dies... it kills the Guide." No way. I have to die for Hardmode? I can;t even respawn  since another guide would take my place. "Okay Xylia, if I die because of Hardmode, whenever you find some sort of mob  killing you and you're down to your last life... I want you to think of me." Oh geez. That sounded less mushy in my brain. Xylia's green hair sways from side to side in the breeze. I'd die just to make her life happy. Xan someone go to the Underworld to make Xylia happy now? No. No more waiting. I'll get it dome myself.

I sneak into the House of the Use, and luckily he's asleep in his bed. My hand reaches into his wooden chest and grabs his Demonic Cutlass that he likes so much and his palladium armor. I take one last look around, then lake his cobalt drill, and his obsidian skin potions. 

I drill my way down placing wooden platforms as I go down. Facts cloud my mind. An NPC can have platforms as floors or a roof, but they need at least one solid block to stand on. Change the world forever by defeating the boss in the Underworld. If an NPC dies, they will need a proper house to respawn in. I push the facts out of my mind and keep drilling. Keep going down. Thoughts of Xylia's laughter fill my mind. So now I'm in the Underworld. A voodoo demon swoops by me in the dark. I pull out my Demonic Cutlass and slash at it. I may only be and NPC guide, but I can kill. Gulping down the obsidian skin potion, I stare into the flames and stand over the pit of magma. 

I pull out the voodoo doll, and toss it into the flames. Hey! It's painless! They can't kill me. And here it comes. The Wall of Flesh. I shout, and I jump on the monster. I shout, and I jump on the monster. I grab my sword, cut through it's forehead, then let gravity do it's work. The Wall of Flesh is dead, and Hardmode is unlocked. I gaze into my magic mirror, and I teleport all the way home. It's morning, and the use is about to wake up. I return all his things and I meet up with Xylia. The green haired dryad hugs me. "David! You did it!" she screams with joy. "We can do anything we want now. We can go out and explore the new world," I tell Xylia. "Come on!" Xylia exclaims. "There's somewhere I want to see." Since the user  gave my his Demonic Cutlass after I defeated the Wall of Flesh, I sometimes like to swing it around just for struts.

"It's called a Pearlstone biome. There's giant tortoises there. There's rainbows and white sand. Then there's the best part... unicorns," says the young dryad. We walk all the way to the Pearlstone Biome. There's another Corruption, so we leap over the chasms. Suddenly, a shelled tortoise lunges at us. Xylia screams, and I kill it with my sword. She cries on my shoulder, and I hold her hand. "Hey, don;t worry. Everything is going to be okay." "Really?" sniffs Xylia. "Don't worry. I know everything," I say. "Here," I say, handing Xylia a Night's Edge that the user gave to me. "If I die in this Hardmode world," says Xylia, "would you rescue my soul from the Underworld?" "Xylia, you're not going to die. Stay by my side. We can do this. We can survive together in this turmoiled world. We can do this together," I assure Xylia. "Would you really do that for me?" asks Xylia. I turn to Xylia and say, "I'm your friend. I'd do anything for you."