Tip the Scales

End City with 'Suma

Darkness was the only thing Grian could see. This darkness was greater than the Grayscale world he visited last night, mainly because the only color he could see was black.

The nausea feeling was back, but worse than the first time. He could feel arms around him. He was still clinging to the body holding him. All he wanted to do was stay like that.

A familiar voice called to him as he stayed there, fear of letting go only to lose the taller man holding him. "Grian," the voice called. It was Xisuma, the Admin who had brought him to the End. He still wasn't sure about this place as he couldn't even see the world around him.

"Grian, you can open your eyes now. We made it safe and sound." The voice continued.

The boy's eyes fluttered open. He mainly could see the green suit in front of him that Xisuma was wearing. He wasn't blind, nor was the world black. His eyes were only closed.

The nausea feeling fading as Grian takes a shaky breath. What felt like hours was only seconds as the boy started relaxing again in the Admin's arms.

"There we go, we're good now." Xisuma said, soothing Grian with his voice. The boy enjoyed the sound of it.

The air felt thicker than the Overworld air, Grian was already breathing heavy as he was nervous about the End. Besides that, he still seemed to be breathing just fine.

Xisuma pulled away putting his hands onto the boy's shoulders, only too have Grian look up at the Admin disappointingly. He wanted to be held longer, but he wouldn't admit it. He just thought he was scared from being in the End.

Grian took a step back from Xisuma, only to yelp and find his foot slipping on the platform the two stood on. The hands gripped becoming tighter as too not let the boy fall.

Xisuma carefully pulls Grian along across the narrow path towards the land. Grian only became more nervous as he assumed that was where the dragon would be flying around. With the Obsidian pillars high up, but nothing was flying around. There weren't even any crystals on top of them from what he could see.

"The dragon is already dead so we don't have to worry about that. What we do have to worry about is falling into the Void, but I'm here and I will make sure nothing bad happens." Xisuma explains, trying to calm Grian's nervousness down.

"Al-alright. I'm trusting you," Grian replied, smiling nervously.

The two made their way towards the island with Endermen all around. Xisuma turns to check on the boy, but then pauses.

Grian stares up at the Admin, waiting for him to continue pulling him along. But instead of doing so, Xisuma's arms run up towards his helmet.

"My helmet helps me breath in the Overworld, but now that we're here I can breathe normally," Xisuma explains, slowly pulling off his helmet. The Admin felt like showing his face could help Grian trust him more and not be scared.

The boy stared at Xisuma's face, a slight blush creeping on his checks. The Admin's brown fluffy hair parted towards his right. Purple freckles dotted his face, the kindness in purple eyes and a smile was bright.

Xisuma was pretty, but Grian couldn't be doing this. They just met, none of this meant anything. Grian let out a giggle as a piece of hair fell into the Admin's eyes and he pushed it out of the way. He was content like this, just Xisuma being with him.

The Admins soon grabbed Grian's hand again and led the boy further into the End. More narrow paths that lead to other islands, which lead to more narrow paths.

Eventually leading to an island with no paths leading out from it, Xisuma, taking blocks out, began to build a path as Grian cautiously watched, very nervous about this whole thing.