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The fight with the law was going just fine, with Flamefrags, Parrotx2, Hell, even Eggchan even tried to help (he did.. Barely.)
Despite being an Seraphim, which was already a high ranking, there were things he was not able to do.
He wished he can reverse time, even if its not even possible, he wishes to.
He wants to do so many things— he only joined this SMP for Wemmbu. For him. For the silly little demon he has known for so long.
And just like that?
In a blink of an eye?
Dead.
Killed by those pesky lawmen.
Killed by LettuceK
Killed by.. Him.
He should have protected Wemmbu, gosh, he was kinda like a guardian angel to the demon hybrid.
Despite him not protecting Wemmbu sooner, it was the opposite actually— how dare he call himself his guardian angel? He didn't even protect the demon even once. He was useless
He was—
He's spiraling again. He needs to get a hold on his grip and—
Wemmbu was elytramacing people. Easy enough, he's done this a thousand times. Its literally been 2 years on this server, he knows how to attack, sheild himself, dodge—
He didn't dodge fast enough this time.
He was just using his sword to another player, it was a 1v1 anyways, the law was lessening by the second, then—
SLAM!
A sword went right through his unsheilded chest. Ugh, he knew it was a bad idea fighting without restocking real quick.
He opened his inventory quickly, looking for a totem of undying—
Shit.
He ran out of totems..
He coughed out blood, fell to his knees, the distant sound of his name being shouted, Egg's voice. Frantic, loud, yet quiet across the loud battlefield.
He gave a weak smile at Eggchan, his dearest friend, his little eyeball. The player who went with him the entirety of their time on the server together.
Eggchan flared his wings, flying past the allies, flying past the rubble on the battlefield, he needed to reach wemmbu before it's too late— to give a totem before he dies— he was about to make it.
Until the player who stabbed him twisted their sword, making the purple mace wielder cry out in pain, in agony.
Egg's vision went blurry as he saw wemmbu take of his crown, his precious crown, the crown that meant the world to him, and shoved it in his hands
"N-no.. Wemmbu..! Stay with me—" Eggchan pulled out a totem, about to put it in the palm of Wemmbu's hand— to do anything to save him—
Wemmbu's vision started datkening at the edges, before it all went dark.
Wemmbu was slain by ashhwehhh
Eggchan stared at that for a very long time, clutching his tiara, and grabbed the two maces the demon always had on himself as he fought, Gambit and Crucible.
He turned feral. Crazy, even.
The battle field went silent as they saw those words on their communicator.
Wemmbu died.
The second strongest player died.
In this stupid fight with the law.
When it was almost done—
The fight didn't stop. It couldn't. They had to avenge Wemmbu, even if he couldn't see it right now.
Eggchan's wings flared with rage, his eyes glaring daggers at the person who killed Wemmbu, his Wemmbu, his little dragon who purrs when he touches his horns juust right. Dead.
Eggchan started muttering something incoherent, the player who stabbed Wemmbu was already backing away, terrified—
"Please no—" They pleaded before—
ashhwehhh was ️️️ş̵̛̳̍̃̏͆̏̂̎͌͘͝͝͝͝l̷̢̨̨̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉â̸̙̙͐͑̌̿͛̽i̵̢̢̡̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̫̩̐̈͘͜️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋ by Eggchan
ashhwehhh left the game
Eggchan may looked like a helpless ol' hostage— but when he was enraged? Oh people better watch out—
Egg chan muttered a prayer to the heavens, clasping his hands as he looked up in the sky
"Dear ḟ̴̧̧̗͍͉͔̹͎̻͓̇͊̃̒̄̈̓̉̌̈͝͝â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️, please ğ̶̡͚̺̼̱̺̘̳̘̩͚̯͔̎̅̍͋̒́̔̈́̎̂͜͜u̴̢̠͎̲̗̮̤̥̪̖̦͈͕͛̈́̀̒̒̄̚͠i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜d̴̨̢̤̗̦͚̺̭̤͙̹̃̕ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ me into helping these souls here today to the correct path the belong t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓."
superlettucefan was ️️slain by Eggchan
superlettucefan left the game
thegreatplay3r was slain by Eggchan
thegreatplay3r left the game
The death messages went on and on, killing all of the players on the law, leaving just LettuceK alive.
The other players on his team were shocked, Parrot, Theo, Jaden, Flame even.
"Egg..?" Parrot muttered, his voice shaky and shocked.
"Yes?" Eggchan smiled kindly, as if he didn't just kill dozens of players at once
"How—" Parrot asked before getting interrupted
"Don't ask." Egg smiled softly, before gripping Wemmbu's tiara tightly.
The rest of the events played how it should be, Lettuce's life was decided by a vote— He died. Eggchan did not forgive that red digital furry.
A few hours later after Wemmbu's death, they had a funeral procedure, Eggchan stayed near his grave the entire time,
Many people went to the grave, either to see if he really did die, or to confess something they had to say, to get rid of the guilt in their heart.
Sadly Eggchan will be guilty for the rest of his life—
Unless..
You see, Eggchan can see ghosts, as it being one of his powers and blessings of being an angel.
And right now...
He stood infront of Wemmbu's grave, clutching his hands tighter with every second Wemmbu wasn't in his sight.
He stared at the two maces held by item frames on the grave, his tiara hanging off the grave stone.
It felt.. Weird.
It felt weird not hearing his sound barrier breaking laugh, not hearing his whines, not—
He really wished he was able to see Wemmbu, if he wasn't able to? He doesn't know what he would do with himself.
After all, they were like polar opposites,
A angel and a demon,
Yin Yang as you can say it
There was no Eggchan with no Wemmbu,
There was no Wemmbu with no Eggchan.
That was how their dynamic went, almost like soulmates if you will,
Wemmbu sat up in a daze, his hand clutching his stomach— he was back on the battlefield, it was deserted, with tons of blood splattered around the area, like they combusted or something—
His hand cautiously went to his head, no crown.. He should leave, before anyone sees him like this, vulnerable and weak.
He reaches spawn, then he heard it—
"Did you know Wemmbu died?"
"Wait really? No way, are you sure he isn't faking it this time?"
What.
The.
Hell.
He was literally right there!! Literally right infront of them!! Are they blind??
Wait—
He doesn't even feel pain anymore.
He feels light as a feather.
Wait holy shit he's flying somewhere—
Wemmbu trashed around in the air, started to float around and being dragged to a specific area—
He crashed down hard onto the grass— rude! Afterlife sucks already—
Was that Eggchan? Infront of a grave? With his maces and crown— he's dead.
"EGG!" Wemmbu shrieked as he ran towards Eggchan,
He was obviously dumb to the fact that he's a ghost, and started talking rapidly about what the hell happened earlier and he literally flew in the sky. With no elytra. Like what the fuck?!—
"Bro shut up. Your whining is literally killed my ears" Egg looked straight at him.
"Bro why are you sitting in front of a grave with MY name on it?? Im literally right infront of you!"
"Bro you're dead." Egg says with an absolutely deadpanned expression
"What?" Wemmbu's breath stuttering (if he can even breathe as a ghost)
"Yes, bro." Egg muttered, clutching at the soil beneath him
"Then— then why am i not banned? Am i too cool to get banned?" Wemmbu flauntered himself to the egg, of course he did, even if he's dead he be boosting up that big ass ego
"Bro, well— i don't know how it works, but basically i can see ghosts— kay?" Eggchan says, his hands shaking a bit, cause he finally got to see wemmbu— but the demon was just in such a horrible state it was horrific.
"That is so cool bro. You're a chungie with magical ghost seeing abilities" wemmbu muttered, being super facinated about that fact
"Bro shut up, im just glad you're here" eggchan smiled faintly, warming up the warm core in Wemmbu's chest..
"Stop looking at me like that bro.." Wemmbu averted his gaze as he scowled under his breath.
They built a base, wemmbu handled the layout, while Egg built it.
They had fun, despite one of them being a ghost.
Sometimes other ghosts would come by, it was nice talking to all of them, but Wemmbu was the star of them all, biased? Sure, but who cares.
Eggchan learnt how to mace, for Wemmbu's sake
"There ya go! Now you can protect yourself from other chungies since i can't" Wemmbu grinned as he crosses his arms at the Seraphim, he had no idea what Egg was capable of, and Eggchan didn't want Wemmbu to know.
Was it selfish of him? He was keeping secrets to a player who was literally DEAD.
Sometimes he cries at night silently, when he knows Wemmbu isn't listening, despite the demon always having a sharp ear.
He had to admit, this was better than having no Wemmbu at all.
Even if Wemmbu was dead and was a ghost.
Even if he looked crazy to another person's eye—
He doesn't care.
The two had more adventures together, it was fun.
It was nice.
"Please don't leave" Eggchan muttered
"I won't" Wemmbu promised to the other as they rode off towards the sunset