Minecraft (Video Game)+1
by bonpyre
“There’s nobody else here but you, child.” Kristin whispered. She stared at her boy, her darling sunflower, with the disappointment of a mother. Her dear Tommy was gone. Replaced in his stead was this skeleton, broken and battered.
“Is this what you wanted? The death of the universe?”
“I am the universe, and I do not die.” Tommy spoke strongly, speaking with the voice of his avatars and victims alike. He spoke with the conviction of a man on a mission; gone was the childish, mischievous inflection of her son.
“So you come to do away with the last survivor? Am I nothing more than a pawn in your grand scheme?”
There was no response. Tommy had no need of speaking to a corpse.
As he walked away, Queen Trixtin, Empress of the Underworld, stands still, making no move to take the knife out of her chest. A weak smile graces her face. She taught him far too well.
(Formerly named Heir Of Death. Rewritten 9/28, abandoned since 2023.)
Teen 3.3k words 2 ch Complete 96 kudos
Abandoned Work - Unfinished and Discontinued · Angel of Death Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF) · Apprenticeship · Author Is Sleep Deprived· +44 more