Life Series OneShots

The Winner's Reside, Scarian

A/N

Basically, this fic is about a hypothetical of if the winners of each 3rd life season went somewhere between servers after each season where they would be with all the other winners. This is from Scar's POV.

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It had felt both familiar and still foreign, dying, that is. Maybe it's because I won this time. I still remember getting close to winning the first time around, but in the end Grian deserved it more.

I don't know how long I've been walking. Maybe an hour or two? I've heard about this place, I believe, from friends. That being Pearl and Scott, they talked about meeting up here between servers and just talking in a cabin resembling the one they shared in Last Life as we all called it.

Grian and Martyn have said things about it as well, how they can only find people who won here. I wonder how scared Grian must had been when he got here, alone.

Partially, I can understand that. I've been going along this path for a while and still haven't found any sign of people besides the path and an occasional lantern or two.

It's getting harder and harder to walk, I still have the wounds from my fight with Pearl and Gem. My clothes are bloodstained, at least it's mainly my cloak. Somehow the flowers embroidery I did hasn't come falling to pieces, I could have sworn they would have fallen off already.

The sun started to set over the horizon, I need to find a place to rest soon. From a distance I heard water flowing through what I believed was a river. Oddly enough I also heard... Lava?

I diverted from the path to find what I hoped was a body of water to camp by. When I cut the leaves blocking the way with a pocketknife, I was immediately filled with nostalgia by the sight layed before me.

It was the desert. The desert. I jumped across some rocks and fell onto the desert, letting my feet sink my weight into the sand. I looked up and there it was, our home.

While trying not to get pricked by the cacti, burnt by the lava, or make eye contact with the ender man in a boat I walked through the sand, up to our home.

At the base of the desert dune, I found the alliance board I had made. I put my hand onto the wood, it was sturdy, not what you would expect from something this old. Well, it makes sense, if the desert was how we left it then it would be half blown up with an arena at the top of the dune.

The next thing left to do was go up to our base. So, like any normal man would do I attempted to build a tower up.

Little did I know that the blocks were unsteady and started to sway in the wind. That's... odd to say the least. I guess this place has different physics than in Hermitcraft or any other server.

I made my way up the old-fashioned way, climbing. Although it was way more difficult than in third life, the sand kept letting me fall into it. If anything, it was more of an annoyance than anything.

There it is folks, our home. I stood at the top of the dune looking up at the building Grian had made. Sometimes I believe he made it like that as a sort of apology for letting me die. I do keep in mind how it is like him to make a beautiful house on a server meant for murder. However unethical that is.

I don't know how long I stood there, looking. After a few minutes I built up enough courage to knock on the door, who knows, maybe he won't even be in there and I hyped myself up for nothing.

When I knocked, I didn't hear anything at first. Just wind and fire from torches and lanterns burning. Then, I heard footsteps. The door started to open slowly, and there he was, Grian.

"Hey." I said, not having any other words I could think of to say.

"S- Scar it's you. You- you won." He was in shock, not moving, stammering over his every word.

"I won!" I said, putting my arms out to both sides.

Before I noticed him moving, I felt embraced with a hug. I put my arms around him and hugged him back.

He pulled back and then looked at me with concern, "Scar, you're hurt, badly."

I looked at myself, "It's not as bad as it looks." I said, laughing off my injuries as if that'll get them to not hurt.

"Just get inside, let me help." Grian said, moving out of the doorway to let me inside.

I took a moment to let the sight sink in. I never thought I'd see this place again. Everywhere were memories, some small and some more important.

Grian walked past me and signed for me to go sit down on the bed upstairs, and I listened. Before I left, I saw him grabbing healing potions and bandages. How sweet.

After a minute or two of waiting Grian then walked in with a bag seemingly full of medical supplies.

"I am back! Here let me help you." He said, sitting down next to me. "Hmm, hey, Scar, are you okay with me well er- y'know,"

"No, I do not know, just say it Gri."

"Scar I need you to take your shirt off so I can reach some of the cuts and bruises. Now, I know I was always asking the opposite-"

I burst out laughing. Grian gave me a disappointed look before breaking into laughter with me. Eventually I obliged and took my cloak and shirt off for Grian. He then got to work.

For a good few minutes, we sat there in silence. Now, it wasn't tense but we both knew there was something that we needed to talk about. So, I decided to break the silence.

"Grian-"

"Scar-" he said at the same time as me.

"You go first," I insisted.

"Scar, I am proud of you for winning, but it's not all its cut out to be." I tilted my head, careful not to disturb any bandaging he was doing. "You- you know how everything is foggy memories of all the 'series' as we call it that we've done?" I nodded.

"Well," he continued, "You'll remember everything. The murder, death, betrayals, everything. But everyone who hasn't won won't ever remember. It burdens your mind, Scar. And the next time we do one of these you'll remember that too." He took my hand in his and stared down at it, "What I'm trying to say is I'm sorry. I am sorry you had to win."

When I looked back at his face he had shed a tear. It hurts to see him like this, I wish I could help

"Gri," I said, using my hand to get him to look at me, "It's going to be okay. We're going to be okay, alright?"

He looked me in the eyes, and I noticed his them start slipping down to be looking at my mouth. He leaned in and I closed the gap between us and kissed him.

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A/N

so, I hope this wasn't too confusing of an AU. anyways, hope y'all enjoyed, stay safe out there, peoples!!