Chapter 17

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  When End and Steph awoke, dawn was already arising for the next day.

"End, what do we do now?" Steph asked quietly through her sleep groged state.

"Hmm. It's really up to you."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I cannot teleport to different worlds. The exhaustion would kill me. Literally. So, the question is... do you want to go to other worlds, have new adventures, or stay with me?"

The answer was a no-brainer, and was answered with no thought at all. "With you of course."

"Alright then! I suppose we make a house. "

End and Steph had searched around for a place to build a house. They had traveled back to the jungle where End first brought Steph, and found a normal forest next to it. They built a rather large mansion with two floors.

A month had passed, the day went normal at first, End made Steph decent omelets for breakfast. But things were about to change. A ragged, weak figure appeared at the horizon, holding a pickaxe.

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