Helsworld: Book 2- From Nether to End [On Hiatus]

Chapter 1- Questionable thoughts

                                                              (Spirit)

I was screaming, and crying, and holding onto whatever part of me I had left. I was a demon, a monster, I needed to be killed. I screamed again as I felt myself slipping away... Then I woke up. 

I sat up in my bed with a jolt and looked around. I let out a sigh of relief. I was still in my base in Hermitcraft. It was just a dream. I needed to calm down. Although I knew it was a dream, it didn't feel like it. Something felt like it was pulling me to try and find answers but I didn't want them. 

I gathered up some things I would need for the day. I was just about done with my omega build. I liked using that word ever since Iskall had said it to me. There was his Omega Tree of Doom out in the distance, one build that I took inspiration from every day. 

My base was mostly nether inspired and was a larger-scale version of the house Helsian had, with a few more details here and there. With some help from Scar, I had made it look like a tree was trying to take over the foundation. The door in the middle was the meeting point of the nether and the overworld. All I had to do left was to finish the decorating on the inside. 

The inside was way bigger than it looked on the outside. I had dug a huge hole and had spent countless hours working on making it perfect. There was a bedroom, a kitchen, and a few other rooms. My favorite was the secret bunker that no one knew about in my base. Even though I didn't know how to do much Redstone, I was able to learn enough to make a little hidden door. You could never be too careful. 

I had placed down the last block I needed to place when I heard someone coming. Well, more or less hearing their mind. It was easier to keep a secret a secret when you can hear someone coming beforehand. Tango also had this power, but he didn't want to tell anyone yet. He also didn't want to tell anyone that he was a demon. The Hermits sure kept a lot of secrets around here. 

I heard a knock-knock on my door as I shouted, "Come in!" In walked Grian, holding a purple sweatshirt that I asked him to get for me. I handed him half a stack of diamonds. "Your payment good sir," I said as he picked up his newly acquired diamonds. 

"Is your base done? It looks really nice!" He asked as I put the sweatshirt on over my wings.

"Thank You Grian, I just finished actually, would you like a tour?"

"Yes please!" He looked back at me with my now covered wings and he frowned. "Why did you do that?" 

"So I can do this" I used my magic to do what I had been wanting to do for a while. My horns disappeared, my eyes changed to a light hazel, and my hair, skin, and clothes all lost their ghostly grayish tint. "I have been working on that for a while, but the only thing that doesn't change is the wings." He looked at me shocked.

"You shouldn't have had to do that you're fine the way you are" Now it was my turn to looked shocked at him. I wanted to say something, but I kept quiet.

"Um, can I borrow an elytra?" I asked as Grian laughed.

"Do you have an ender chest?" He asked.

"Yes, I do!" I pointed across the room. He went to the chest and pulled out another elytra. He showed me how to clip it on, then gave me some rockets.

"You don't need to return that, but I do advise you to go to Tango's rocket shop and buy some rockets"

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                                             (Grian)

She waved as she spams quite a bit too many rockets and flies out the door. I didn't see what she thought she needed to hide. But then again, she reminded me so much of myself. She wanted to be normal, and yet she wasn't.