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Spoke was tired. Tired of Jamato, tired of this maze, tired of walking. How long has he even been walking for? It felt like ages, he felt like his legs could give up on him at any second, but if he were to rest he doubts he'll be able to get up again.
Maybe that's what he wanted, to just give up, give up and eventually die from starvation. But he cant. He can't give up, that's what Jamato would want, and he couldn't let Jamato get what he wants, god, even the thought of him made Spoke sick.
Spoke continued walking for what he thought was at least an hour, reminiscing on old times again, as if he can fix the past, tell his friends everything, apologize, but its too late, they all know, and they all hate him, he blamed Jamato for everything, but he knows deep down it's all his fault.
"How long is this stupid maze." Spoke mumbled, he grabbed some remaining blocks, a bucket of water, and then towered up, hoping to see an exit of some kind.
Nothing.
He saw nothing, just skulk that went on for who knows how long. Spoke sighed in disappointment, he's gonna be stuck here for ages if someone doesn't t̶a̶k̶e̶ find him. Maybe Mapicc will look for him, eventually find him, and they both apologize and everything will be fine. Spoke knew that was just a stupid delusion, but its what kept him going, these impossible scenarios.
Spoke looked down at the maze, it had a pool of water from his water bucket, he could easily just miss the water and die here. He jumped and landed on the edge of the water, he didnt care about what could've happened, he just kept on walking. Walking, and walking, and walking. The maze felt infinite. Maybe it is.
Spoke was lost in thought before he snapped out of it, he saw someone, Mapicc.
"Mapicc?" No answer.
"Mapicc!" He shouted, still no answer
Spoke started running towards the figure, he reached for a hug just to.. fall. Mapicc wasn't actually there. Spoke didn't move, he was processing what just happened, he was probably hallucinating out of starvation, but Spoke didnt believe it, he saw Mapicc, he really did! Maybe he just statised out. Yeah! Thats what happened. Spoke just continued to lay on the ground before eventually moving, just to prop himself onto the wall, it was cold.
After a while, a portal appeared out of nowhere, Spoke finally got up but he couldn't run, or even walk. He was too weak, he was...
"Pathetic." He heard Jamatos voice, Spoke just froze, he couldn't do anything could he? "That's all you are, you keep running and running from your problems, as if they'll disappear, it's fun to watch. You keep ruining your life, better than I could have ever done over and over, you never learn."
Was this all Jamato wanted? To scold Spoke?
"What do you want." Spoke finally got out, it felt like a chore to speak. His head hurt, his ears were ringing from the overwhelming sound of the portal, didn't help the fact that he could start dying from starvation at any second.
"I want you to realize that running away does nothing. Everything is gone, Jumper, Mapicc, Planet, they're all gone and captured because of you. Even if they weren't they all hate you anyways, it's your fault, you manipulated, tricked, and lied to them, this entire time." Jamato walked closer to Spoke "Do you want a second chance?" It was a simple question, which caught Spoke off guard, he wanted to say yes, but he stayed silent.
Jamato already knew what Spoke wanted, Spoke is pretty easy to see through, especially after monitoring him for quite a while. "Alright then," Jamato stepped back again "If you wish to see them, drop all your items, and come with me."
Spoke didnt hesitate, he dropped everything from his inventory. Jamato burned the items before putting down an Ender chest "Ender chest items too." Spoke took out all the items and dropped them, he looked at his shulker with his George Juniors in it a bit longer then the rest, before dropping it too.
Everything he owned was gone now, who knew everything could just disappear from him so fast? His throat felt tight. "Thats everything, correct?" Jamato asked, Spoke couldn't speak, he knew if he did, he'd start bawling his eyes out, which he of course couldn't do in front of Jamato, he couldn't be seen any weaker than this in front of him.
Spoke nodded. Jamato burned all the items, before grabbing Spoke's wrist hard enough to draw blood, he probably was, but Spoke didnt care anymore. Jamato led Spoke into the portal, he was under Jamato's control now.
Spoke couldn't run away anymore.