Hermitcraft Oneshots: Season Seven

Alone-Xisuma and Evil X

3rd Person POV
Xisuma sat on top of the HEP headquarters.  It was midnight on the Hermitcraft Server and no other hermits could be found wandering in the shopping district.  He could faintly tell the difference between the purple and the grass littering the ground between the shops and roads.  

Xisuma felt alone.  Sure, he was one of Hermitcraft's OGs, but sometimes the coming and passing of friends really got to him.  Especially when he was alone, when no one was around to remind him of the many friends he made.  He brought his knees up to his chest, hugging them closely.  He enter a combination in his helmet and pulled it off.   His brown hair  fell messily around his face.  His brown eyes had bags under them from the countless, sleepless nights.  The cold wind nipped at his skin as he closed his eyes, embracing the loneliness and darkness of the night.  

Xisuma opened his eyes after a short five minutes.  He needed to sleep, this was unhealthy.  Every other hermit was asleep, no one else was awake.  Why couldn't he just fall asleep?  Suddenly, there was a buzz from his communicator. 

<Evil Xisuma Joined the Game> 

He couldn't even be mad that his 'evil' twin was back.  He missed his slightly older brother, he missed their old silly arguments, he missed not being alone, he missed thinking the world wasn't so bad.   He rushed over to the spawn trap area and dove into the underwater facility. Xisuma crashed into his twin in red, both of them falling to the ground. 

Evil Xisuma's POV

I was about to turn around and yell at whoever was so rude as to crash into me, until I saw my brother behind me.  Oh no, he was here to ban me again wasn't he? I just got back from the dreadful void.  The void was the worse.  

The void has voices that would always whisper things into your mind, telling you how you deserved to die.  That you fucked up, you deserved to be here.  It was unbearable cold and even a being born from the void had a struggle to breath in the dense air.  It was so quiet that your ears would ring the entire time the voices weren't saying anything.  The silence was deafening.  Not to mention the endermen, the endermen were the worst part.  If you somehow floated towards an end island, endermen would come up and try to rip you limb from limb.  It had happened twice to me and I learned to stay far away from the islands.  

Arms wrapped around me, breaking my out of my thoughts.  I hadn't realized I was crying until now.  

 "I'm so sorry EX.  I shouldn't have sent you to the void.  I won't do it ever again.  Just please, don't leave.  I need you right now.  I need you Xanthus."
I looked down at my sobbing younger brother and pulled him into my arms.  We sat in the back room with the armor stations just sitting there, enjoying each other's presence.