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His head hurt. That was the first thing the voidling registered. The pain was an instant sharp bolt that shot through him, as if a bullet has been fired right into his brain. It hurt, hurt to think, hurt to move. Hurt to even try to reach out just a bit. But his all but so white eye flickered up, seeing the light in front of him. That bright white light shining in front of him. Had the gods given him mercy? Was this Jamato’s doing? Was this a delusion?
No.
It couldn’t have been. This light was warm, warm enough to calm the voidling down just enough so he could let down his guard. Warm enough to embrace the void creature, who was naturally cold due to his species. Warm and comforting…he didn’t register his pain now. All he felt was the warmth wrapped around him like a blanket. “Hurry up Spoke!” The lava demon called, pulling the voidling up to his legs.
“Minute is waiting for us!” An excited voice, familiar. Familiar to his mind.
Mapicc…?
The red demon was now in view, holding onto the others hand while dragging him over to a base in the end. That huge base, made out of netherite and end blocks. Laced and carved with intricate designs, “Spoke” found himself smiling and running along with his best friend. “Wait up Mape!!”
This can’t be true, minutes ago Mapicc was just trying to fight him. What is this? Was he hallucinating? Was this all a trick?
Mapicc giggled, then Spoke did as well as they both knocked on the base doors– screaming and yelling. The door opened slowly, revealing the tall guardian of the end, or no other than Minutetech,-- Spokes dad figure. “What a surprise! Spoke and Mapicc, come in come in. Wemmbu is here as well.” The composed guardian said with a small smile tugging at his lips as he patted the two on the head. “WEMMBU? REALLY?” Spoke squealed, already running in the hallways, leaving the other voidling and the lava demon behind. Running his hands on the hallway designs, he knocked excitedly on a purple door with gold accents.
Wait, he vaguely remembers this now. This was too long ago…Too long…Why is he suddenly having flashbacks…?
The mace wielder swung open the door, his smirk on his face widened as he saw his little brother. “Spoke!” The purple guy exclaimed, hugging the smaller boy as Spoke snuggled into Wemmbus fur cape. “It’s been too long.” He laughed, his fangs still as sharp as ever as he ruffled the others black hair, messing up the signature rainbow bandana. “Mhm!”
Wemmbu. His older brother, not biologically. But they both treated each other like one. He wondered how was Wemmbu doing now. Good? He hadn’t heard about anything from Spawn ever since Null decided to show up…
The purple haired guy frowned as he saw Spokes bandana slipping, then reached out and retied it onto his forehead, making the other giggle in the process. The older one smiled before hugging the younger one one more time.
“Alright alright. I’d spend more time with you but unfortunately I got business to do. So go on.” He shooed the voidling away as he pouted “So mean!” Spoke muttered, walking off again to find Mapicc, who was eating food with Minutetech. He plopped down onto a chair as well, kicking his legs as Minute also served him a plate.
Ah, this was before the law and mafia arc, before everything had happened. Before the fallout. Before…Mapicc had left.
“What’s this?” Spoke said, his interest piped. He was inspecting the plate while grinning. Minute hummed “Just some steak.” Mapicc ate hungrily, scarfing down the steak within seconds. Which made both voidlings laugh out loud, while the lava demon wiped his mouth clean with a tissue.
“You sure eat like you didn’t eat in days.” Minutetech remarked, grabbing the plate to clean it. “Are you not going to eat, Spoke?”
Spoke poked the steak on his plate, before pushing it away to Minute. “You haven’t eaten yet either! Plus I already ate some berries on the way. So ion need them!”
“Alright then.”
Was that the warmth? The warmth he felt from his family? It couldn’t have been…He was still stuck in the maze right?
The duo snickered, then ran out, leaving a pretty confused Minutetech at the dining table. They ran into the halls, chasing each other while yelling behind them. It wasn’t long until they bumped into someone, and Spoke fell backwards while Mapicc ran to catch him.
It was an angelic figure, the well known Seraphim. White glowy hair, with streaks of velvet red embedded itself into the cloud colored hair. Not only that, his hair was covering his eyes mostly, but he was still very recognizable. Red long hair at the end of the white, as if flowy ribbons hanging from an edge. Sharp blue swirling to make an orb in the center of his hair, blending into the white of a gradient. Head wings covered his face, and the other pair of head wings made a ring above his head. The seraphim wore a black suit, with a belt on his waist and half of his chest. A pink tie contrasted to the white blouse he wore inside, decorated with gold accents. Two pair of angel wings tinted with red and blue, wrapped around him to deflect the bump in.
Eggchan. He had always been Wemmbu's best friend, he also treated the smaller voidling like a younger brother. Always nice…and always believed in the young voidling.
"I’m so sorry Egg!!” Spoke panicked, his hands reaching up but not touching the older man. “Are you okay??”
“I'm perfectly fine, Spoke, don’t worry about it. You're good.” Eggchan nodded, a smile on his face as he adjusted his straps on the suit. “Say, have you seen Wemmbu? I have to return this to him. “
Spoke perked up at the mention of his older brother, his role model.”Yeah! I could bring it to him if you want me too! What is it?” “That would be greatly appreciated, just Gambit. Here. I was polishing it after Wemmbu begged me too.” That earned a laugh out of the 3.
Spoke huffed weakly, remembering this. How long until he could see Eggchan and Wemmbu again? He really missed them now. Now that he was bleeding out. The memory didn’t come back, Spoke’s mind was blank now. It was like he was transported into the void again, the coldness starting to hit him. The pain was enough, the coldness felt like shards piercing through his skin. The light in front of him was starting to disappear, and the silhouette of the maze started to come back again.
The blood was now around him, still pooling out that black liquid mixed with rainbow tints. It was sticky on the voidlings skin, it was all over him. His chest, arms, face, hands…It was disgusting to say. In his mouth was the metallic flavour of the blood, but it also tasted sweet. Sweet…It was just a delusion. Tears streaked down his face, as he choked out more blood onto the floor. He couldn’t last long here anyway. And he knew that. He didn’t want to die here.
He wanted to die in someone's arms. Probably Mapicc’s, even though he probably hates Spoke now. He just wanted to die in his best friend's arms. To feel the warmth of the lava demons, hear him whisper sweet nothings into his ear like he always did when Spoke was in a bad mood. For him to hold him tightly.
Then, he took a shaky breath and stopped moving. HIs eyes shut, and his hands to his chest. With a poppy right next to him.
That night, he “dreamed” and bled out. His dreams being all about his family and best friend again.