A story about my ocs past and his present adventures Something seemed off in the End. Everything was quiet. too quiet, the Ender Queen thought to herself. Suddenly! The Endstone started to crack below her nest. She called out into the darkness of the End, to her Enderian guards. The cracks spread wider and wider. The sound of a metal tool pounding underneath the surface, reverberated like a beating heart. One by one, tall pitch black beings seemed to manifest out of thin air. Their eyes and mouth featuring a solid deep-purple glow. The pounding...increasing.... booming, thunderous, deafening! The cracks spreading until... .....eventually, the ground caved in; The yellowed dust of Endstone blinding the Guards. A blood curdling roar echoed out into the darkness. Bright light flooded the End. A cry of triumph; a cry of pure insanity rang out as the dust settled.
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