The next few days me and Xd worked in my death in all we spent 9 days of work until it was finally time for me to meet his friend in the depths of the nether.
"Okay I'll teleport you to his castle. He's a god like me. If you run into his friends or him say Xd sent you. Also say "I'm number 5634". Xd Said
"Okay. But why 5634?" I asked
"That's how many favors I have to lend him when he needs it." He said rubbing the back of his neck.
I laughed and looked at everything set up on my bed. I felt tears about to prickle because I was about to leave my whole life behind. I wiped them before more could come. I looked at Xd with a serious look.
"Not a word to Dream." I said seriously
"Not a word." He said
"Promise?" I said holding out my pinky
"Are you serious?" He said rolling his eyes
"Very." I said still holding out my pinky
"Promise." He said locking our pinky's.
I smiled. He said some weird words in French.
"Pour Le Dieu Corps." He said
Author :) Translation: "To the god corpse" My mind: Please get the hint!
All of a sudden my vision changed to green with golden strips going everywhere. Finally I flew the burning sensation of the nether reach my body. I looked at my self and saw my once blue and purple veins were glowing golden. It was probably temporary. I looked in front of me and saw a black castle. It looked scary.
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I didn't know what to do so I just followed the stairs until they led to a gate. It was opened all of a sudden I saw a man and women at the doors of the castle. The man was leaning against the wall and the women was sitting on the steps.
"Um...Hello?" I asked
The man looked over to me. He leaned off the wall and I had realized he was much taller than me. He was 7'0 and I was only 5'4. Major difference. The man had curly black hair and a bunny mask. Maybe.
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