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War Bride (Part Ten)
The air was torn apart by a shriek an instant before the ground cracked open. Time stood still for a moment as soil whipped into the air around me before the shockwave blew me off my feet.
I don’t know how far I flew or what I hit, but my head and back slammed into something. I could feel blood flowing lazily down my neck an instant before I realized I couldn’t breathe.
My burqa was stuck halfway down my throat and felt like it was on fire. When I opened my mouth and tried to suck down air I felt the smoldering cloth stick to the roof of my mouth and tongue, leaving the taste of ash and salt. I ripped it off. When the ringing in my ears stopped, all I heard was screams.
My vision blurred to shapes and shadows slipping past by in hues of grey, white and black. I touched my fingers to my cheeks and held them to my eyes, but I couldn’t see. Everything shimmered in and out of focus - my vision fracturing like frozen ice. A hand grabbed my shoulder and pulled me up. The outline of a face, yelling to me -
He pushed me forward roughly and I stumbled, my feet clipping against something hard. I looked down, and saw something long and heavy, orange, black and red and…
I looked back as my vision slowly returned. I saw the fighter who pushed me forward - screaming at me in Arabic. He only had one arm.
Doctor. He wanted me to get a doctor.
I started to run for the exit. People were moving in the same direction, towards air and light - away from the fire and smoke. Coughing, panting, crying, screaming, dying. Some collapsed and were crushed by the feet.
I had to get a Doctor.
The American Doctor was kept with the POWs and the soldiers in the shipping container near the medical camp.
Get a Doctor.
I made it to the exit just as the whistle-shriek-bang of another explosion crushed the air. People collapsed to the ground, hands thrown over heads, trying to avoid the inevitable. I don’t know what was hit, but I kept running. Out into the night air, the torches and electric lights that lit the way almost blinded my ruined eyes.
I saw the shipping container and stumbled for it. The two fighters guarding looked terrified. Like so many of the others, they were just boys. Some were kidnapped, others signed on because saying No meant death by bullet or starvation but death all the same. They weren’t zealots - you could see it in their eyes - which meant that it was harder to deal with them. You didn’t know where they stood or how they’d react.
As I approached the first one swivelled his gun in my direction. I threw my hands up and screamed that I needed the doctor in Arabic, then in English. Any Doctor. “I need help!” The second one nodded at the first and they unbarricaded the door. I stepped in.
The stink hit me like a fist. I gagged in the thick heat of the air as dozens of eyes found me, lit up by fire. I yelled for the Doctor in Arabic - I didn’t want to frighten the men guarding the door.
The American Doctor and several others staggered towards me. I didn’t know which ones were actual Doctors, and which weren’t. I didn’t think about it. I learned the next day that some of the POWs tried to make a run for it when they were executed in the middle of the street.
The American Doctor - I don’t think he ever told me his name, I’m trying so hard to remember but I keep drawing a blank - knew I was pregnant, and told me authoritatively to go home as he rushed past me towards the medical camp. For the first time, I looked with eyes that saw everything, and was overwhelmed by the stench of death and fear.
I wanted to cry, but I’m past crying.
Before I left, I saw him. The soldier - the one whom I thought was American. I didn’t know if he could tell my ethnicity, but he looked at me with eyes that looked black and lifeless, like an endless sea at night.
He smiled, spat on the floor, and curled up to sleep, facing the rear wall.
Youssef didn’t let me go to work at the remnants of the medical camp after that.
“It isn’t safe to go out. The Invaders are returning.”
When he was home, we stayed in the house, but when he left for ‘work’ every morning, he locked me into the underground shelter he’d built in the backyard.
Actually, I’m not sure if he built it, or simply found it and purposed it to what we needed. There was a small shed at the corner of the backyard - aluminum siding and a steel door. Upon opening the door, a flight of halfway rotted wooden steps greeted you and led to the heart of a claustrophobic nightmare. A space about fifty square feet was dug out with a clearance of no more than five feet, so we were constantly stooped over inside. A sad mattress with two bedpans sat in a corner, the rest of the space was stocked with food and water. More than enough to eat or drink, and every time he locked me down there he made sure I had more than enough supplies. No ammunition or weapons though, which was unfortunate - I wonder if he had that in mind. There was barely enough space to pace back and forth. A single bulb filled with dead flies hung from the ceiling in the middle of the room. You had to avoid it or end up walking into it face first.
I begged him not to lock me down there, but he insisted it was for my protection. “I can’t live with myself knowing I let something happen to you and the baby. God wills if we live or die, but we must also take responsibility for ourselves.”
I spent a lot of time in that bed, trying to remember. Trying to remember my mother’s face. Her voice. All of my family have receded into ghosts in my memories. There’s nothing left there but fragments of a life that I cannot believe was ever real.
With the lack of movement and exercise, my muscles and mind began to atrophy. By the time the baby came, I was sure I’d be a gibbering vegetable.
The sounds of thunder - not so distant - woke me up. I felt the ground shake as a fine layer of dust peeled off the ceiling and cascaded to the floor like snow, casting shadows against the light of the bulb. I heard it again, closer this time, the snow fell harder as a thump like the crashing of a large boot against the ground above sounded straight in my heart. I thought I could hear the sounds of people faraway and in agony. The smell of charred flesh - which I’ve smelt too much of - settled in my nose like a memory. I don’t know if it was real or if I dreamt it.
The next hit sounded like it came from directly above me. The ground quaked and I felt the bed rolling with the waves. The sound was immense; I curled into a ball and jammed my thumbs into my ears and screamed, absolutely sure that I was about to be buried alive.
When I opened my eyes all I could see was dust, drifting lazily in the air. It was hard to breathe, so I wrapped my head scarf around my nose and eyes. Breathing through the sweaty cloth was hard, but at least it filtered out some of the dust, which I could feel caking my lungs.
Youssef didn’t come back that night.
The heavy wooden door he swung over the steps when he locked me down there leaked daylight. He was always home before nightfall. By the time the second night fell, I started to think he might be dead. I giggled before my brief euphoria died away.
If he was dead - if he was truly dead - I was fucked. I had no way of getting out of there.
I looked at the glass jars, full of pickled foods - mainly figs and eggs and something that looked like chicken - and figured that I had more than enough to live down there for a long time. I didn’t have as much water - I think there were two three gallon jugs. That would last the better part of a week if I rationed it (or so I thought). So I had time, but not much to do with it.
The first time he left me down there I’d tried to find a way out. There were no windows, and the walls were solid packed dirt. I scratched away at them for a while and found that they were reinforced with a metallic mesh. Scratching away against dirt packed that hard was like trying to dig through concrete.
The heavy door hanging over the steps was locked on the other side, and must have weighed forty of fifty pounds by itself. I doubt I could’ve breached that back when I was in highschool and worked out all the time. In my current state it was impossible.
My only option, it seemed, would be to die. I could let my body go naturally, or I could smash one of the glass jars and end it that way.
I knew a few girls who had killed themselves instead of submitting to these assholes. I thought back on how I’d had my own death wish for the longest time, but never went through with it. I was scared. I couldn’t do it and I knew it. I thought about trying to end it quickly, without thinking, but my hands and feet started to sweat and my brain started screaming in fear. So I couldn’t even do that. I started to pray, to my disbelief, that he was okay and would come back to me. That he was just delayed, and wanted to get me, but knew I had enough to survive while he dug out survivors of the drone strikes on the topside.
Even though the explosions started again the second night, I fell asleep. On the third night I lay awake, listening to the distant pounding. My throat felt like it was coated in grit and sandpaper. When I spoke out loud, I hardly recognized the sound.
"Please God, please save me."
“Are you a true Believer?”
The voice crept into my ear like a worm, wet and slimy. I felt myself coming out of sleep like I was being pulled bodily out of frozen water.
I sat up with a gasp, and saw my breath hanging in the air with the dust, shimmering like a chandelier. Beyond, hanging in the dark, green ovals shone like fire.
"Please tell me what you are."
"You pray to God, but you followed me in the garden.”
“I need to know what you are - so I can answer you.”
"Belief is a feeling. It is not based on fact or reason, isn't it? You've seen me. The only question is whether you believe."
I could hear a sing song note in its voice, the emeralds burning brighter and darker. I remember how the scorpion shook with laughter. My fear curdled into rage. My voice shook as I spoke.
"You're taunting me."
The eyes didn't answer. They receded into the dark and extinguished, as the cold began to dissipate into heat. I wasn't prepared to let it go that easily, and yelled, my words tumbling to the floor.
"You want something I have. Something only I can give you. But you want me to beg for it. You want me to throw myself before you and plead. If you can offer me salvation, I want it. But you want something from me too. So what is it?"
There was no response, and I could feel my breath warming up, the cloud of mist evaporating.
The thought of being alone again made me lose rational thought. I felt the scream bubble up in my gut and tear out of my throat, slamming against the walls.
Nothing but darkness, as the lightbulb slowly began to glow again.
I got up off the mattress, strode over to one of the glass jars and smashed it to the floor. Brine spat in my eyes and the smell of eggs filled the space as I knelt shakily, grabbed an enormous glass shard and held it to my neck.
Nothing greeted my outburst, and I sank to my knees, hot tears flowing down my cheeks. I gripped my stomach with a sob.
"I'm so sorry, you deserve the chance to live. You deserve a better mother, one who loved you. I’m sorry I can’t give that to you."
I lifted the shard to my neck, and cut my throat.
I paused for a moment, feeling nothing, and looked down at the glass shard. I thought I would be covered in warm, sticky blood slowly pumping out of me with every beat of my heart, but…
Nothing. The glass was dry. My hands were dry.
I dropped it to the floor and clutched my throat.
No wound, no cut. I gasped in astonishment, and sat dumbly. Had I missed? I felt the cold glass bite into the skin of my neck, I felt the agonizing pain as I dug it across my throat. What happened?
Without warning, the woman stepped out of the black before me. Her gaunt features glowed like a moon, not from the light of the bulb. She took my hands.
"You're right. I do want something, but I can only take it if it is willingly given. Sacrificed without hesitation. And I am willing to pay for it."
She held me close and whispered in my ear as a black feeling of dread coated my heart.
As she promised, Youssef came back that night. He looked as though he'd been through hell.
His old facial wounds had been torn open - only one eye gazed out of a patchwork of gauze and cotton, his chest and arms were blackened with what looked like thousands of small pebbles embedded beneath the skin. His breaths came in ragged, flemmy gurgles and burps.
He took me in his arms in a grip that surprised me with its strength and cried wordlessly. After a few moments, I could hear the whispers.
"I'm so sorry."
I was astonished the house was still standing. It made what I had to do easier.
He began apologizing; he had been injured and woke up in the medical camp, before tearing out of the bed to come home. I only half heard him.
I pulled him behind me into the house, past the smoking crater where one of the walls used to be, the explosion had torn up the grass and caved in part of the south wall of the house.
I took him directly to the bedroom as he begged my forgiveness, shaking with emotion. Mechanically, I began to undress.
I pulled off my burqa and threw it to the debris covered floor, and grabbed at his shirt before sliding it over his chest, criss crossed with scars and embedded dirt. He tried to stop me.
"Are you alright? Is the baby okay?"
"We are both fine."
"What are you doing?"
I gently tugged his shirt over his shoulders and head, and tossed it to the floor before grabbing the lip of his pants.
"I want you to make love to me."
He stood in shock as I undressed him and then myself. We both stood naked in the thin moonlight that filtered in through the dust caked curtain, emaciated and grotesque. I pulled him on top of me as I laid back in bed. He shook his head.
"We can't do this. I need to take you to the doctor." I barely comprehended my words.
"I am fine, my love. The baby is fine. Our family is together again. Love me; show me the love you have for your wife."
I took him in my hands and guided him to me and grunted as he entered. I felt droplets hit my shoulder and looked up to see more tears leaving track marks in the dirt on his cheeks.
"I love you," he sobbed.
As he built up rhythm, I stared at the ceiling as the green glow gradually gripped the room. The temperature fell steadily and Youssef paused in confusion before I grabbed the blanket behind him and pulled it over us. He cupped my face in his knobbly fingers as I only then realized his left index finger was gone. He pulled my face to his and kissed me deeply.
He stopped moving even as we kissed before I felt a liquid rushing into my mouth. I jerked my face away and pushed him back, fighting back my own bile. Had he vomited in my mouth?
I looked down at my naked chest, glistening black, then up at his face.
It was blood.
Youssef's good eye rolled in confusion as he opened his mouth and a stream of it gushed out. I covered my face with my hands before I felt his weight lift off me.
I looked up and saw him suspended in mid air. A thin reddish glow ran down the center of his body, his member rapidly shrinking, his arms shaking as an unintelligible gurgle rattled loose from his throat. He looked down at me in fear.
I'm glad he did. He got to see me smile as his body came apart.
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i paused for a moment in the middle of duplicating my wheat and thought back to a younger version of my self, on my first anarchy server after my base had been leveled. i was feeling the exact same as he did right then, and he reminded me of a younger version of myself. i then went back to duping my wheat as i spoke to him. "You know, hell is not a place where your eternally on fire." the player looked up at me. "huh? what do you mean?" I continued "hell is a place where hope freezes. it is a cold, cold place." he paused for a minute analyzing what i said before he nodded his head in recognition. "huh, just like our frozen ass world. your right this server is (CENSORED). you have a good point." I nodded and said "you see that torch out there? in the middle of that pond on the tiny cobble tower?" i said as i pointed out of the window.
he turned and looked at it. "yea what about it?" i then began a story. "long time ago, about when this server began a friend of mine placed that torch in the middle of a frozen pond so he could fish from it. it was only one measly torch but it unfroze the whole pond. it kept him fed for many months until he was invited to a base that had a farm. he took everything but the torch. since then many blizzards have come and gone, the water has been walked over by players with frost walker, and the ice kept refreezing. but despite the fact it was abandoned all those years ago it has kept thawing the ice no matter how many times it came back...."
he sat back for a minute and looked at the torch thoughtfully as i continued to duplicate wheat and stache it in shulkers boxes i traded off of a hacker. "so your saying that even hell can be thawed and i should never give up?", "that's right" I said as I began staching my duped bread into a shulker I bought off of a guy who hacked them in. "that's the best and first lesson everyone should learn about life on a anarchy server, Never give up, the three great levelers are thus, time, patience and hard work." he pondered this as went back to duplicating more wheat. he then looked up at me and said "your right. i should not give up. but what should i do now? the base i was living at is a rubble pile, my allies are dead or hiding from the hackers and i have almost nothing."
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"This?... but its just a single stone brick. what good is it?" i shook my held as i gave him a friendly smile. "think about what that stone block was ounce apart of." i told him. he studied the block for a minute almost as if he was in a trance. he then spoke. "it was apart of a barracks that the cult let me use for a home... with many other stone blocks..." he then looked up at me. "your saying i should build a new base using stone bricks aren't you?" i chuckled as i offered him a pufferfish (our servers version of booze or vodka) "Not necessarily of stone bricks but of whatever you please. the beauty of an anarchy server is that your creativity is unlimited, and anything is possible. with time one day the hackers who destroyed your base and now rule out server will fall and be buried in the growing snow drifts."
He digested the pufferfish as he simultaneously digested my wisdom. after he healed back up from the pufferfish he had a new look of determination on his face. "Your right Mister. as long as i am still playing i can overcome anything. i will do as you say and build a base, one that will stand for ever!" i chuckled as i said "no base stands forever. but it's worth it to try. go out there and show the world your the boss. maeby one day you will even outshine your predecessor." he smiled as he gave me a hug. "you have a lot of wisdom. thanks for the pep talk, i needed that." he turned and walked out the door into the morning light just after the snow storm dissipated. as i watched him walk off that day i knew deep down in my being, that he would be the beginning of something big.
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so the player and sink made their plan and put it into action. they both crept up behind the naked and the player put a sign on the tree the naked was mining while sink menaced the player with his sword and told him to stay put. the player finished typing his sign. it read, "Who are you and what are you doing on our land?" the naked was a mute so he picked up the sign and and wrote back "IM NEW IM NEW! i did not know this was any bodys land and i was just getting wood. some one is spawn killing people at spawn and i'm luck to have got away. Please don't kill me, i will leave." the player read the mutes sign and looked at sink. "hmm well he seems harmless enough. but i think i have a better idea than sending him back to spawn. he turned to the mute and asked "what is you name?"
The mute took down his sign and reused it. "phoenix, i had a mic but it broke. :(" The player turned and thought to him self before consulting sink. they then both turned and the two friends invited phoenix to their base. phoenix was simply over joyed to be receiving any gesture of friendship after only being shown hostility and hate from the moment he spawned in, so he accepted. as it turned out, phoenix was a redstone wiz and the first thing he built in their mineshaft was a super auto smelter. phoenix also built a redstone lighting system and rebuilt the zombie grinder to be able to be automatic.
With these innovations the brick production essentially doubled and it was not long after this meeting they would begin construction on what would be Castle greyhawk. it was also around this time i was raided by the hacker tyrants and i was forced to leave my spawn tavern or let it become my tomb. i left and happend to go sailing down the ice river highway in the heading in the westerly direction, and because of that i accidentally stumbled upon the player and his friends in the middle of laying the foundation of their castle. even though it was just some ground work i was actually rather impressed considering how big this castle was going to be just by its foundation. i was invited to the base myself and with me i brought wheat seeds, duped bread and a ton of books i had purchased off of a hacker.
We did not have access to a enchantment table or a anvil yet so we set the books aside for the moment and dug out another passage into the ground just underneath the castle that would become what we called the catacombs. it was here we dug out a tunnel and in one o the rooms off shooting from the main corridor i built myself a underground garden which i one day hoped to grow all types of plants in the game. some days pass and the construction of castle GreyHawk progress undisturbed and undiscovered. The player who we now referred to as "the leader" was trading with villagers for items in a castle located far back behind the castle. it was here that he was ambushed by the server legend Yt_king.
Yt_king was a unstoppable warrior who had acquired max enchants on all of his combat gear with in only a couple days of the server being released to the public and was known to have never lost a fight. not even the hackers on the server were able to tame him as he killed every hacker he could get his hands on. the Leader and Yt_king battled for along time and eventually they stopped fighting and began talking. Yt_king was rather impressed that any one could hold up their own against him for long much less a player who had nothing but unenchanted iron and diamond gear and some god apples i had gifted to the leader for letting me join the base right after i had been knocked off my feet. the leader was able to convince Yt_king to join castle GreyHawk and Yt_king brought many stacks of duplicated diamond blocks and other precious resources along with a anvil and a enchantment table.
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Using these items along with the zombie grinder we made ourselves full enchanted diamond gear and by trading with new players at spawn for apples we were able to each have near stack of god apples. in the bargain we also got a couple of potatoes from a zombie we killed in the grinder which i promptly planted in my garden. At this point the base became known to the public and we fended off multiple invasions and bandits while we were still building up the castle, as our castle grew like a on coming tidal wave more and more people joined, and our ranks grew as fast as our walls were. The hackers who were terrorising the server also took note of the rising group and attempted to launch an assault on the castle to prevent any resistance to their rule.
But to their surprise they discovered that they were to late to stop the castle and the changing tide. their attack was flicked aside by our massive numbers with enchanted gear and after that they had trouble joining the server all together because the castle had so many members that the server was constantly full of either our members or random players. it was one day during our rapid rise to power one of our lookouts named DarkTwin spotted a player flying towards the castle and alerted the other members. we charged out on the battlements and set our bows at the ready. but as the player got closer i realized who it actually was and called for every one to stand down and let her land.
The leader questioned my call because he thought hackers were our enemies. i explained to him that this hacker was a girl named Wolfee and while all the other hackers could be considered tyrants and demons, she was more viewed as a benevolent goddess on the server. she was incredibly kind and fair to everyone and even would stand up to other hackers if they were bullying people when she got on. so she landed and revealed she had heard a lot of commotion from her friends about this castle and had decided to sate her curiosity and check out the place for herself. after showing wolfee around the base and getting to know her the leader had come to like her just as every one dose when they meet her, so he invited Wolfee to the base.
Wolfee was impressed that players who did not use hacks or creative could ever build such a large or beautiful build in survival and on a anarchy server of all places. so she decided to accept the invite and join the base. with her she gifted the base three stacks of bedrock (a rare gift from her indeed) and various other supplies that were incredibly rare and hard to come by on the server. using these items i created a potion brewing area and i decorated with colored concrete and quartz tables naming it "the futuristic meth lab of the future" as a joking reference to a 2b2t base. also the player dark twin lured animals back to the castle and created "(insert animal name) sex dungeon" as he dubbed them in the catacombs.
We also decorated the castle with paintings and other rare commodities and even were able to create a barracks and for the first time in the servers history, sleep through the night. it was around this time that i completed my gardening dream after teaming up with a girl named diamond who made a village on the other side of the frozen river and lived in one of the houses under our protection. perhaps one of the most famous items in the server was also created here. the bedrock thrones. it was a throne made mainly from bedrock, with accents of lapis, snow and cobble. and from a nearby village we found a priest who sold exp bottles for only three emeralds. which we discovered when combined with the emerald duplication glitch, could get you to level 30 in under a minute.
We shipped the villager back to live inside of our massive walls. and by this point the castle was officially complete. and this was truly a golden age for the entire server and the castle. no hackers could resist our might and numbers, invading new players from spawn were met every time they broke in with a diamond sword to the face. and For a rare moment peace prevailed over the chaotic frozen waste land that was our server. but alas, it was sadly not to last, and my words from all that time ago to the leader, "No base lasts forever", came true...
Talks Of The End...
While it was true that no one could stand up to us, we had a problem that would bring about the end of the castle. We argued A LOT, various players in the guild had long standing arguments and problems with other players that were simply never resolved. so they were allowed to build and build and build. I my self remember clashing with DarkTwin as he loved to pull rather stupid pranks on all of us and what really started our personal feud was the day he changed his skin and attacked the castle and severely damaged my farm which i had worked hard to complete and tend to.
Any how one day the bases higher ranking members and wolfee were talking in the dining hall while enjoying some cake (another commodity that was truly hard to aquire on the server) when pheonix brought up the subject of finding and activating the end portal. see no one had ever went to the end before and the only reason any of us had shulker boxes was either trading them off of hackers or being gifted them by wolfee. the conversation went something like this.
Phoenix is eating cake while listening to Captain Sink list the bases accomplishments from a log book we kept of our activities, "...We have defeated the wither about 6 times, we have established a nether highway, and hooked it up to every corner of the world going from spawn and castle GreyHawk, we have repaired the penis colosas landmark at spawn and we have also established a system that prevents the hacker tyrants from getting on the server, and..." Captain sink takes a breath "phew, this is a long list of accomplishments." Phoenix chuckles now having a mic "well looks to me as if the only thing we haven't done is go to the end and slay the dragon. to bad that has probably already been done by someone else." i then sat up and commented "actually, no one ever has found the end portal or the strong hold on this server yet."
The leader sat up, "wait really? i figured with all the shulker boxes everyone has that someone already went to the end." wolfee then spoke up in her ever so quiet and shy way."i'm sorry to interrupt but, i think that all of the shulker boxes have came from me or the hacker azorath." Yt_king took a break from demolishing steak and god apples (he always did like to show off how many god apples he had by randomly eating them even he wasn't needing them) and said "YEA actually what wolfee says is legit like actually legit, i bought all my shulker boxes off of azorath for like 20 stacks of god apples LOL" (Yt_king had the annoying habit of saying the word lol after making a flex. mainly to annoy other people.
Darktwin then said in response to Yt_king's flex "Haha says the guy who begged his apples off of wolfee *snorts, heehee." Yt_king pulled out his sword and was about to threaten Darktwin and tell him his god apples were legit when the leader leapt up on the table and shouted "Stand down! you know he only wants your reaction. remember when he flooded your room with chickens? and as for you DarkTwin that's another week probation." after every one had calmed down he sat back down and said "So any how, now that that is settled, i say we should hunt out the end portal and slay the dragon. all in favor say aye?"
Everyone except me agreed and i voiced my reason "Look i would love to go to the end and reap the reward of killing the dragon, and personally get chorus fruit to add to my garden, it just can be done. the snow is currently at a half slab and enderman cant spawn on half slabs so we would either have to wait another three weeks for the snow to level out and pray we find enough enderman before the next snow storm or dig a massive underground spawn schamber and deal with the lag from so many entities in one spot. on top of that some idiot broke the blaze spawners in the nether meaning that their spawn rates are really low right now. it is simply not worth the effort right now."
One of the lesser ranked soldiers who was attending spoke up, "we could buy e pearls from the xp dude." i then reminded him that some soldier killed him after getting angry at Yt_king and he took out his anger on xp dude. while we were all discussing this and slowly coming to the consensus that it was simply not worth the effort right now, Wolfee was thinking to herself and she smiled. she had decided to surprise everyone by finding and opening the end portal using her hacks.
It was a few days later and the members of the castle were simply hanging around the server, because they currently had no enemies and their were so few new players on at that point that it only took a couple of people patrolling the castles halls to keep them out. at that moment i was tending to my garden, dark twin was trolling around spawn with his sword named "his cum", the leader was taking a look at a world diorama and was strategizing with his generals about where to instal field out posts to extend our reach over the server and Yt_king was hunting down Phoenix because they had gotten into a argument and Yt_kings natural reaction was to kill, none of this was out of the ordinary.
But then that is when it happened, out of nowhere and unannounced the end portal was opened by Wolfee and suddenly everyone in the world could see the location of the end portal marked on their map. there was no discussion, no planning, it was just first come first serve. Everyone in the entire server simultaneously dropped what they were doing and charged the open portal marked on the map. Yt_king had chased Phoenix down over there and lost him last minute. he assumed phoenix had jumped in the portal to escape him when in reality phoenix had stopped in a side room just before the portal room to re-organize his inventory for dragon combat. and i was basically 1 block behind Yt_king when he jumped in the portal, assuming that he was there for the exp and end city loot like i was.
However when Yt_king had jumped in the portal and found that his prey was not already there he decided he would show up pretty quickly after him and had to stop for some reason. so when i appeared on the obsidian platform only a couple of seconds after Yt_King had jumped in the portal, he did not pause to make sure it was his prey and he just attacked. i put up a good fight for about 2 seconds before he landed one good blow on me and knocked me off of the edge into the void. it was only after he had done that and he heard me shouting at him for knocking me in the void he realized his mistake.
But by then it was already too late to do anything. i was already -179 blocks into the void and still falling and taking damage, keeping myself alive via only the power of god apples. everyone was shocked by my fall into the void and the entire guild showed up in the end and began arguing and accusing Yt_King of trying to hog the dragon loot by killing me. While we were all shouting at each other my mind was racing like a animal trapped in the hunters snare. trying to find any way of getting out of my predicament alive. these were my last thoughts before being consumed by the cold darkness of the void.
"Ender pearl? no to high, i'm already negative seventeen thousand blocks in the void-Water bucket maybe? Nothing to place it on! fishing rod? fishing rods only stretch 50 blocks, drat, GAPPLE! GAPPLE! \pants* that was close, Wolfee maybe? no i'm falling to fast, even at her fastest flight she would never catch up with me..."*
It was then that i realized listening to the entire base arguing and the dragon exploding, that our group was simply a toxic combination and can never work properly. and slowly but surely i succumbed to the infinite void and lost every valuable i had. i respawned in The castle in the midst of a massive and heated argument with everyone shouting and acusing each other of what not and generally confirming my realization. but i stormed about the base in a foul mood ignoring all the arguing about me as i went about making a new set of god armor and weapons. a quick stop in the dupe stash for half a stack of diamond blocks, a stop in the workshop to make multiple sets of armor and weapons to enchant, another one in our treasury for some of the exes exp bottles we had bought off of xp dude before he was executed, and i stormed by every one still arguing in the great halland was headed towards the enchantment library.
That's when DarkTwin made the biggest mistake he ever made while he was a member of the castle, he waited for me to get right in front of the entryway to the enchantment room knowing i would immediately set about making new armor when i spawned in, and placed a piece of bedrock he had stolen from the treasury despite having been punished multiple times for wasting our bed rock to pull useless pranks. i was already in a foul mood when i had respawned in the castle and it only got worse listening to every one shouting at each other, so when he placed that bed rock i just broke and went berserk. i put on a set of diamond armor got out my sword and attacked him.
That was all it took to set every one to fight each other like animals. everyone suddenly began fighting and by the end of it most of the castles members rage quit the game, which let the hackers into the server and they were able to over come the remaining defenders and nuke the castle.
After we all pulled ourselves from the ruins of the castle, we looked around at each other that day, and knew that the castle was simply no more. the next day, the leader standing on the rubble of all of his accomplishments and hard work, announced that the castle guild was officially disbanded. and that the castle was no longer to be defended, and all of the members could carry off any valuables that survived the nuking and that the castle was also open to any new players hunting for loot or shelter. and that was that. we all picked up what we could carry and went separate ways.
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