(Keralis's POV)
Keralis finished patching up his wrecked up bunker with a triumphant sigh.
He deserved a break now.
After all, it was night time.
He pulled up the covers of his bed and slept the rest of the night.
CLANK!
What was that?
He ran up to the door and peeked outside.
Nothing.
But he heard some kind of whisper from somewhere nearby.
"We're going to HIM?"
"Yeah, HE ordered it."
"Why?"
"Don't question it. You don't know if anyone is listening."
"What's going on?", Keralis wondered.
"Fine," said the first voice
"But do it quickly. I don't want to regret it."
"Must be some kind of poor horse! But as long as its not me, I'll be great!", Keralis thought cheerfully.
"He's out now. I'll shoot."
THWACK!
A arrow narrowly missed his head.
Gulping, Keralis brought out his diamond sword.
Using his power, he found two figures behind a tree.
He charged, and the surprised figures gave little resistance.
By the time Keralis was done chasing them away, he thought, "Maybe.. I should stop jumping before I leap.."
{I N T E R R U P T I O N . W H A T I F W E H A D A L I T T L E F U N? L E T ' S TURN BACK.}
(T A M P E R E D K E R A L I S'S P O V. W H A T CAN GO W R O N G? -THe JIngLer)
(WAIT, NO!! JINGLER-)
{T O O L a t E. >:D }
Keralis finished patching up his bunker.
"I deserve a rest, right?", he thought.
{S E E? NoThIng H A P P E N E D.}
Pulling up the sheets, he went to sleep.
As he slept, only a little scampering sound was heard.
"Must be the rabbits.", Keralis muttered sleepily.
All of a sudden, an arrow planted itself in his chest, ending him
"No!", was his last thought as he poofed away.
{AW CRUD.}
(LOOK WHAT YOU DID! HEY! GET BACK HERE!)
Ending early.
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Gifted: Hermitcraft
Action(Cover by someone else who's not me- and I have no clue who they are) (Also, I MIGHT create a new personality for the hermits, since I have trouble with already existing ones for some reason.) (Very mild scenes and language.) A freak storm. Injuries...
