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Eeebs was walking through the remains of Villagetown. If you'd call it that. He had a weird looking form now. His light blue skin, his dark purple hair were gone. It was replaced with how he looked when he was chosen. A shade of dark indigo fur, with a whiteish color around his paws and the tip of his tail. his light purple irises and dark purple scleras. To put it simply, he looked like his old self before the polymorph potion, just with longer legs and arms. He was adorned in Netherite, although he knew it would offer no protection against them. Everything was wrong. This world was wrong. Because of a monster that hid in silence, building strength. It took over every last realm. The Nether however, was uninhabited by these things, because the portal was destroyed. Dead bodies littered the village, torn apart, mauled, and mutilated, some beyond recognition, dimly seen in the moonlight. It was always night. The moon was alive...

Eeebs repeated thoughts in his mind...the days Meowz, Tufty and himself would frolic and collect flowers...before they were chosen. Before he was chosen. He thought he'd end all evil with his friends...Being chosen now...just meant you had a target on your back.

The sun had been long since absent, only the moon remained, watching over the world. The sun barely rose. What Eeebs would do for sunshine right now...

Eeebs was too busy thinking, he accidentally kicked an Iron Sword off the edge of the wall. It fell to the ground with a loud CLANG!

Eeebs: "Fuck no no no no no-" He strained his ears, listening for anything that might have heard that.

Only deafening silence.
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A electronic, static filled coo arose from behind him.

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Admin space was in chaos. Everything was breaking down there. Reality itself. Notch and Entity were on the Head Developer platform, standing and watching the frantic chaos ensue. However, a voice from an interrogation room rang down one of the many blank, barren halls.

ꕚ: "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU YOU?!"

ꕚ delivered a sharp blow to ✺'s face, causing ✺ to writhe in the chair he was tied to. The room was quiet, a single table in front of ✺. He was seated in a chair, with his arms tied behind it. He chuckled deeply, before speaking.

✺: "I have no idea what you are talking about." he received another sharp blow, this time to his stomach.

ꕚ: "DON'T FUCKING LIE TO ME, ✺!! YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU FUCKING DID!!"

✺: "What proof? What do you have that could accuse me of such...atrocious crimes? I've devoted my loyalty to the company and Entity, since they created us. We are supposed to run the game. I would never do anything to harm the civilians of Aetheria."

ꕚ: He delivered another strong blow to ✺'s bruised body. "YOU ARE A FUCKING LIAR!! YOU TRIED TO INFECT THAT MARKUS GUY'S WORLD SEVERAL YEARS AGO!! BUT NOW, YOU UNLEASH THAT...THAT THING AND ITS FUCKING SPAWN UPON A SERVER THAT HAS THE LIVES OF HUMANS IN IT?! THE VERY HUMANS ENTITY SAVED FROM DEATH?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND?!" He hit him harder this time, causing the chair to fall backwards, until he pulled it up again with immense strength. ⤫ walked forward, slightly angry and nervous.

⤫: "ꕚ."

ꕚ: "What, ⤫?" he spoke in a rather irritated, but calm tone.

⤫: "Just leave him. We have more important matters to attend to. ✓ said that Entity would like to speak with you. About the state of...you know."

ꕚ: "Watch this traitorous fuck until I get back. Got it?"

⤫: "Of course. As you wish, ꕚ."

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The forest was silent. Just an ominous, broken silence. No birds, no sound. Just...quiet. Eeebs was out of breath. That thing, known as Circuit, pretty much scared the ever living fuck out of him. He had used a shield on the ground to block, in which it shattered. Figures. These things killed Herobrine. Surely they'd be able to turn wood into splinters with one hit. He didn't know how he got away. It could've killed him, but apparently Nether Kitten wasn't its taste, as it saw a living villager.

Eeebs: "My armor...god damnit...Why am I talking to myself...idiot..."

He was going to go full panic mode...everything was gone...until a twig snapped, and he instantly leaped back and fired an arrow. Nothing. Then, a hand went over his torso and mouth, and slammed him against a tree. "Who are you. Tell me now or I will gut you faster than a villager who loves fishing." Wait...he recognized that voice...

Eeebs: "Emerald?!"

Emerald: "Eeebs?!"

For a moment, they stood there silently.

Emerald: "You look...different. Get your fur done?"

Eeebs: "Very funny. No, I encountered this thing that had no textures. It legit fucked me up."

Emerald: "I can see that."

An awkward silence arose.

Eeebs: "So..."

Emerald: "Oh, right. Sorry."

Emerald let go, causing Eeebs to fall down a bit.

Emerald: "Have you seen anyone? Or been in contact with anyone?"

Eeebs: "No. Not for a few months. I was with Clyde and Batwing before Eldra attacked us. Clyde is dead now...I don't know If Batwing is alive..."

Emerald: "Wait wait wait... Eldra, as in pacifist witch Eldra, attacked you?"

Eeebs: "She looked...barely recognizable...like a combination of flesh and bone, wires and bedrock..."

Emerald: "..."

Eeebs: "So, you got a base?"

Emerald: "Oh yes. A couple of survivors and I made a bunker not too far from here."

Eeebs: "Can you take me? Please?"

Emerald: "I'll try...I'm not exactly the owner..."

Eeebs: "Whatever it takes."

Emerald: "So, anything you wanna do before we go?"

Eeebs: "Can we just go? I don't like being out here-"

A villager, with its eyes ripped out of its sockets, with wires hanging limply from its eyes, its limbs elongated with wires and bedrock, its head split open, rushed out of the darkness and struck Emerald. Eeebs unsheathed his Rapier Of Nine Lives and parried the creature, and stabbed it. The creature let out a cry of anger and it threw him at a tree, his arm getting impaled by a very small branch. He covered his mouth to keep from screaming, the fear of alerting more of these things outweighing the pain. Emerald used a sword to cut off its arm, then loaded the sword into her bow, and the sword struck true, impaling the creature in its exposed heart, dying slowly. Eeebs got his arm off the tree with the help from Emerald. Eeebs made a stifled mew of pain, and Emerald smirked a bit.

Eeebs: "It's not cute...I'm actually in pain...I don't do that regularly..."

Emerald: "Lets get you out of here, silly boy."

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Sunday(?)

Ah, Diary. It's been a while. But your owner, Runt Ironfurnace, has RETURNED! (I seriously don't know why I said that.)

Things have changed. A lot recently. Fun Fact: Herobrine is on our side now. Which is weird. To say at the least. These things apparently want him dead, which would turn this game of survival against us. I've holed down in a Bunker made of pure Obsidian. Try getting through that, Null! (The black player guy calls himself that. He wears iron armor and is armed with a pickaxe. He broke through the underground base a few days after the world went to shit. Where's Entity when you need him?) Anyways, the members of our Bunker, which we call The Last Haven!

-Me!
-Max (Our Document guy)
-Herobrine
-Steve (Herobrine and Steve are very...odd around each other.)
-Breeze (she sacrificed herself to save me, but I saved her back. She took a hit from that massive thing with 12 eyes. She almost died.)

We hide in the ground due to a thing that went wrong with the moon. The leader of this thing, (Max and I built this thing that is able to decipher the speech of these things) calls himself "Integrity". That noob looks like black spaghetti (a human food Steve told me about.) There's nothing "Integrity" about him! Anyways, I need to go. There have been noises outside. I need to check it out. For the safety of everyone. I'll write later if it's nothing.