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1 year

1 year, that how long time passed since Emf became the champion of parkour civilization

And a lot has changed

Seawatt and the level of the Chainmail level were brought back and are currently in rehabilitation and Emf has finished cleaning up all the damage that ClownPierce has done to the civilization 

Speaking of Emf...now he's doing...well? He's not the best with the command block but he's learning more and more every day

And...the blue of diamonds suits him rather well, even if he still has a preference for the yellow of the gold boots, he always has a preference for yellow.

yellow is everywhere after all, the totems of undying, his blood, the jewels that decorate him, the stars that he can finally observe, the hair of his god...

Emf love yellow

So it's no wonder he adores them

His god

The parkour god

Evbo.

Evbo is everything that Emf loves, freedom, sunshine, kindness, courage... and Emf could go on listing everything he loves about them for hours and hours...

But does he love them? Oh if you ask him you will get the biggest NO and denial speech of your life, and if he need he will talk you until your ears bleed

He admires them, yes, but doesn't love them like that

Because hes only a champion and They are a god

In any case it doesn't matter, at the moment Evbo and Emf can't talk too much 

Emf is busy with his champion work and Evbo is busy with Seawatt to rehabilitate the level of the Chainmail

And it's take several days, week even, a long journey which forces Emf to take care of parkour civilization alone

And today is another day without evbo, emf has just gotten up and already a civilian has just asked him for a new Parkour training ground.

The enderparkour man was currently getting ready, stretching.

It should be simple, just a stupid jump, a jump that he has already done a thousand times! Nothing more nothing less.

"Ok, let's go" Emf said to himself before he launched from the commander's block, his diamond boots reflecting the sun...

The sun, Emf loves the sun

Emf love the sun, because it reminds him of yellow

Emf love yellow, because it reminds him of Evbo

Emf love Evbo

Boom.

Reality hit him at the same time as his face hit the second block

Great.

Emf stood up painfully, a golden liquid flowed from his nose and lips, it's blood. perfect. great. awesome.

"How to start a good day..." he said to himself as he wiped the blood from his lips, wishing he could had stay in bed this morning 

He didn't know how to react right now, he didn't know if it was fatigue, pain or just the realization, but Emf had a headache.

He love Evbo 

He love them

Its stupid how a sunrise and a fall had put his mind back in place

Yes he was in denial the whole time, but after all who wouldn't be?

Loving his god is a stupid idea

Loving his best friends is a stupid idea

So Loving his best friends who is also his god is really the worst idea in the all parkour world

It can't be reciprocated, he knows that...so why does his throat feels sore or why does he feels like he's going to vomit because of this reality?

Feeling? No, he's actually going to vomit...

His throat feel tighter and tighter while his eyes were blurry, he felt it, a lump in his throat that had to come out without his control and before he could react...

Blaf

He vomited

But not normal vomit, no, there's was no liquid, but something he had seen very very rarely

So rare that he only remembers seeing it once or maybe twice

Or maybe it was only in a dream about them...

But there it was now, resting on the ground

A magnificent yellow flower

And while he picked up this delicate flower, which resembles a star in his big hand, a second urge to vomit came quickly.

And before he knew it, a second flower arrived, accompanied by small golden petals

“What did I do...?”

Maybe he should have stayed in bed this morning.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 31, 2024 ⏰

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