Chapter Eleven

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Grian's P.O.V.

I walked out of the hospital-like room to a familiar-looking futuristic build.

Also known as a futuristic cake.

Or a coffée blender.

Or whatever the others wanted to call it now.

So this was my base?

Huh.

Well, that didn't matter that much.

I started to explore with Mumbo because I didn't trust myself to be alone.

As I walked along, I got a bit of déja vü, remembering the days before Herobrine came back and killed Doc.

Speaking of which, were was Herobrine?

He was a glitch, he couldn't just be banned!

And why would he want to hide himself again if X had seen him?

It didn't make sense.

"Mumbo?" I asked, my voice a bit shaky.

I still didn't feel that confident talking to him after the incident.

"Yes, Grian?" He asked patiently.

"What happened to H-Herobrine?" I asked, stuttering a bit on Herobrine's name.

"X managed to find a way to delete his code from our server," Mumbo replied.

Wait...

That shouldn't be possible!

Herobrine was a glitch, his code shouldn't be accessible to admins.

"But how?" I asked, fear in my voice.

"I dunno, you'd have to ask X. I'm just a redstoner!" Mumbo replied, not rudely.

"Right..."

Silence filled the partially built sky-high tower.

This was awkward.

I sat down on one of my chests, sighing.

What would've happened if Herobrine hadn't invaded Evo?

EX's P.O.V(Because angst is easier to write then conversations)

I looked at myself.

My armour was almost identical to Xisuma's.

In fact, my armour was the exact same, but with a red visor instead of a purple one.

It reminded me of the days where we would play together, pretending to be knights protecting their kingdoms.

We would pretend these pieces of metal and plastic was actual knight armour.

How I missed those days.

I took off my helmet, revealing a pale face.

My white hair was fairly messy, due to the fact that it had been hidden underneath my helmet for a while now, but other than that it was fairly normal.

My skin was paler than normal, but I wasn't that bothered.

The skeleton of my face seemed to be thinner as well, as I didn't have the best nutrition in the random cave that I had made my home.

I had heavy bags around my eyes, due to my thoughts keeping me awake at night.

My crimson eyes were filled with grief and pain.

I sighed, remembering my friendship with X.

We were so close that we were practically brothers!

Tears started to roll down my face without me knowing, my hair blowing in the wind.

Hopefully, X would remember.

I just wanted my adopted brother back!

Doc's P.O.V.

"Daisy?"

My voice echoed through the silence of the void.

She should be here by now, she always was!

Were could she have gone?

She was the writer, and without her there, some of the AUs could become chaos!

Hang on.

If there was anyone who could help in this situation, it would be you.

Yes, you.

The one reading this.

You need to help keep the stories in check.

Otherwise, the whole multiverse will collapse.

This chapter is cringy, but I don't want to rewrite it because it's still better than the other chapters in this book.

Also, the last part was more for roleplay, so if you aren't interested then ignore it.

Yes, the in-universe author is named Daisy.

That's not my name, btw.

Bye!

(Also, even though I've published something, don't expect fast updates.)

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