————————————————————————— It was time, Zye had mastered how to craft, fight, and mine, and had even been to The Nether, and now it was time to enter The End. She had twelve Eyes of Ender, enough to fill up the whole portal if she needed to. She yeeted one into the air, and followed it. Once she found the place, she dug, and dug, and dug, until she found a mossy stone staircase. She walked down. She fought zombies, silverfish, and skeletons, until she reached the portal. There were six Eyes of Ender in it. She put in the other six, and jumped in. She was in a yellow cobblestone box. “Endstone!” She thought. She was in The End, and could hear the distant roar of the dragon, she tried to mine out of the box with her diamond pickax, but she wasn’t prepared for the empty void underneath her. She fell down, holding on just barely to a ledge. Pain seared through every cell of her body. Her right eye felt weird. She had wings She looked at her right arm, it was black, but she didn’t care. She knew that she would be dead in seconds
Game: Mojang Art: Picrew Writing: @ACkitten14
