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Zomadia/Fizone- It'll Be Okay

Once, in a land called Minecraftia, there was two powerful men. One a spaceman, the other a Enderborn. They went to battle, leaving behind the two most important things in their lives: Lomadia and Zoey, despite being begged not to leave.

Now, it is three years later, and neither the spaceman or the Enderborn returned from battle. Lomadia and Zoey fell into despair, and found that only the other could understand what it was like.

{Lomadia's PoV}

I sit at a table across from Zoey, the red head who had suffered just as much as I have.

"Why did we let them go... Why did we not stop them..." Zoey says, her voice filled with a grief that only true heartbreak could summon.

"They wouldn't have listened to us anyways. Rythian and Xeph were to stubborn, to persistent, to be persuaded not to fight in a senseless battle. But, it'll be okay." I say, my voice cracking a bit.

"How can it ever be ok again?" Zoey whispers and I grab her hand, my light blue eyes reaching her own.

"Because we have each other. We can make it through Zoey, I know we can." I say softly and the red head nods, grabbing my hand back.

{End of PoV}

So, Lomadia and Zoey were practically inseparable after that moment. Whenever someone saw Lomadia, they saw Zoey. And whenever someone saw Zoey, Lomadia would be there.

Over time, the two developed feelings, deep and genuine feelings, for each other, and they became a couple.

But, as it always seems to appear during the lightest times, tragedy struck.

{Zoey's PoV}

I sit beside three graves, the grave of my former lover Rythian, my old love Lomadia, and Lomadia's old love, Xephos.

"Why did you leave me? Why did you both leave me?" I whisper, tears forcing their way from my eyes.

Lomadia had died, falling into the senseless combat that Xephos and Rythian had fallen into years before.

"Zoey? Zoey, you need to come back inside. Everyone's worried about you." A soft voice says from behind me and I turn to see Fiona, one of Minecraftia's newest residents, coming towards me.

"How can I go inside and not think about what's happened to me. Everyone I've ever loved is gone, and all in the same way. How will it ever be ok again?" I say, tears running down my face.

Fiona grabs my hands and pulls me up, and hugs me, and whispers in my ear, "Some people need you, Zoey. I need you. I promise that I'll never go into battle, that I'll always be beside you."

And so it was.