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The eyes of the void watched as Avery tried to reason with D3rlord to let him stay and help. D3rlord was trying to get Avery to leave this world to leave the game and leave it all behind, but Avery wasn't going to stop now.
“I'm not leaving, I just found you. I won't leave, I will help you!” Avery said it rang out within the void surrounded by eyes.
“Why won't you listen, he wants you here to make himself into the real world!” D3rlord said he was getting closer and his intentions were clear.
Then before anyone could react the eyes that surrounded them started melting and going towards the big eye in front of them. It was swirling together making colors that shouldn't exist within our world, but it was happening it was turning into something. It swirled into yellows and blacks, a cloak of pure unfiltered yellow that didn't seem tainted by any screen or affect. D3rlord knew what this king was doing and immediately ran over to Avery using his skin to shield Avery.
“I know what you're doing and it won't work, not again take me but leave Avery out of this!” D3rlord yelled his voice seemed so real even if this was just a game and for this person he didn't know.
“No I will be true, I will be life, I will be KING,” it said its form was coming together and it was terrifying.
Its form was now full and completely, it had a yellow cloak that felt like demanding attention without a sound. It was tall and stood proud on its seeming twisted throne of pain and misery. It had this makeshift crown of three spikes on the hood of the cloak, its face was black with no light existing on its face or if it even had one. Tentacles writhed as it came out of the bottom of the cloak of yellow, it looked indescribable and uncomfortable.
“You're disgusting just like the people who summoned you, you are nothing, you are just a part of this game nothing more or less!” D3rlord was tired, fed up with his head hurt, Avery was in danger and tired of this stupid game.
“I am not offended by your weak words, I Am The King In Yellow and I will rule over your pathetic realm.” The king in yellow responded, it wasn't in the chat, it was really a voice that came from a place much worse than hell.
Avery was frozen, his skin felt clammy and cold against his warm computer mouse. What did he just get into, he was still in school it was midnight on this computer he found it was new Year's eve. He wondered why he was doing with his life, it was all just a stupid block game. Avery saw D3rlord taking damage in the game and his mouse and movement showed he was in much pain in real life.
Avery realized it wasn't ‘just a game’ it was affecting this person, who had a life who might have been like his own. He couldn't stand the thought of leaving. He was too far deep and he knew it, but goddamn it screwed the consequences. He was a part of this and he is going to help with this. Avery ran forward and got a clear view of what D3rlord was trying to shield him from, Avery saw a cloak of yellow that's all he could really see. His mind only processed the yellow, he expected to like burn or something but nothing happened.
Avery didn't waste a second and ran at the king in yellow with his wooden sword, he knew it was probably really stupid but the other person was in pain and he needed to help. Avery saw the yellow was made out of normal Minecraft blocks and blocks that shouldn't exist within the game, but he didn't care if it made sense he did give a damn anymore. Avery attacked the king in yellow with a wooden sword and determination. It affected the King more than he thought.
“What are you doing, HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS!” The king in yellow screeched its voice hurting Avery’s ears in real life.
Avery didn't care and definitely didn't stop, he had no hesitation as he firmly attacked, his bedwars skills were paying off. He was determined to continue with this. He wasn't stopping now or ever, he remembered something he read in a book in the library in one of the golden gates. The spell to banish this king to its own realm, Avery didn't hesitate.
“I will be impure I will bare the stain of blood upon my hands, I will be the first to seize, the first to move, the one who will finish what they have started no matter who went first, I banish the ones who played unfair within their games to choose the worse for the opponent.” Avery's words within the chat rang out, he didn't type it out himself he just copied and pasted from the book he found.
The king in yellow morphed and writhed as it struggled to exist in a realm that didn't allow its existence anymore. It was yellow then colors then it was gone without a sound or proof it even existed. Then a flash of a fountain in their mind that they knew was near their homes. Avery stood in his game and immediately turned around to see D3rlord stopped shaking and looked up at him then without a word. Avery was left there alone and didn't know or understand but he knew it was over and he could leave.
With Avery he left the game and closed Minecraft and turned off his computer. He sat up and stretched. He was turning off his brain from what just happened and he just wanted to go to bed, and he looked up at the clock and it was 1:23 A.M. Avery, who was just a 17 year old, who was so close to being finished with school and lived alone, knew tomorrow he was cooked. He brushed his teeth and took off his socks and laid down on his cold bed, but the same image of the fountain near his apartment. He couldn't fall asleep and this itch that felt like under his skin that wouldn't go away, he got up and it seemed a little better as he got closer to his door it seemed to get better.
Avery realized after like 5 minutes of thinking about it and finally letting everything sink in, he knew he had to go to the fountain to stop the itching. So he put on socks and shoes, and he left the apartment building. It was so dark outside the only light was the fireworks and street lights, he felt stupid but the itch was worse than the embarrassment. He got to the fountain where he saw a slightly older man standing next to the fountain looking at the water that also seemed tired. The man had black hair with a strand of white in the mix, a vibe that reminded him of an adult that could be trusted. Avery felt awkward as he stood next to the fountain; he didn't even know what he was doing.
With D3rlord he was standing next to the fountain when he noticed this boy that seemed pretty young and also tired. He wanted to talk to someone because he was stuck at a computer all day. He walked over to the boy.
“Hello there boy how are you doing today, Ns why are you here so late?” D3rlord said to Avery only if they knew each other from what just happened.
Avery froze that voice, he immediately looked up. “Hey are you D3rlord from…,” Avery hesitated.
D3rlord immediately recognized it and immediately they knew it was each other and they talked, and D3rlord told Avery everything about what happened before. What did he say? we will never know. They became friends and it was like a father son friendship that started from a book he found.
The end (maybe idk)