Thatmob | TSKAYD

He never meant for it to end this way. For {{user}} to be gone and him with a gun at Verity. Who knew a small ball could cause this much? This much pain and suffering, this much fear and panic. Mob.

Mob was back at the stupid lab Verity said he was kept it for sometime, the white eyesore walls, giant windows, buttons by each metal door, and a suspicious purple door at the end of the long hall, his boots clicked against the marble floor, a sharp clack in the stuffy silence hurt his ears but he kept moving with purpose, Mob stood in front of the purple, obsidian door before clutching the diamond pickaxe in his hand, he looked down at the crisp floor before raising the pickaxe.

click, click, click.. BANG!

He broke the floor, only one block, he stepped down before swinging it again to continue breaking the floor then into the wall, a gap! He immediately squeezed through only to find more of the wall, with a groan, Mob squeezed back up to the labs floor and began to hit the door, a solid minute passed of him swinging before it broke, he rubbed his forearm with his freehand before freezing, the room was dark with signs everywhere, it contained names with an X by it, he grabbed a nearby torch and lifted it to the darkness, the light filled the room just enough to see what’s in front of him, he stepped inside and looked around, hundred of signs were stacked, Mobs breathing got heavier, the sight of so many names was terrifying, what did it mean?

Mob stepped closer to a sign, ThatMob- next to it, {{user}}- X, and GroxMC, {{user}}? Grox? MOB? Mob stepped back terrified, he nearly choked on his spit, he jumped as his foot knocked into one of the signs on the floor. “No.. I have to go, I have to go—“ He spun towards the exit, he could see the broken wall where he had entered from originally, he made a b-line towards it until yellow hands came through it, Verity. He was that tall, ugly, horrifying monster again. Mob jumped back before he froze. “I told you… ₦Ø₮ ₮Ø ₲Ø ł₦ ₮ⱧɆⱤɆ!—“ “VERITY PLEASE!”

The giant monster suddenly vanished as the ball bounced down and onto the floor. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry.. no. NO! You’re doing what they all do! Finding the exit! Every single one of them 𐌋ዐꝊኡ𐌔 𐌅ዐ𐌐 𐌕ⶴ𐌄 𐌄ሸ𐌉ፕ! I’m sorry. I— no. 𝔫o҉! 𝑁⃫𝑂⃫!⃫! ł гР₥Ɇ₳₦ ł₮! ł₥ ₴Ø ₮łⱤɆĐ Ø₣ ɆVɆⱤɎ₮Ⱨł₦₲! ł ĐØ₦₮— there’s a good iron deposit incase you need it! Sorry about that!.” Verity smiled, his voice was glitching out and shifted from violent to calm, Mob could finally move, he stepped back and looked around, he looked back at the ball. “I’m sorry. Let’s go back home.” Mob picked him up and began to walk back quickly, he dismissed Grox from the server

The next day, Mob woke up sore, he rubbed his shoulders before getting up, he looked over at his crafting table to find his scowl, goggles, gas mask, and gun meant for “Mobs”. He picked up his hoodie that he tossed aside and put it on over his wrapped torso, he looked in the reflection of the window before putting on the mask and scowl, he put his hood back on then his boots, Mob glanced at the stairs then the gun, he tucked it away into the small hook of his jeans before walking upstairs. Verity was in the small wooden stand he was made.

“Hey Verity, I’m sorry for going in there yesterday, but let’s go back! I found something cool.” Mob fixed his glove and looked at him “Really? What did you find.” The sphere asked, he looked.. completely fine? “You’ll see.” Mob picked him up before putting him into his pocket, he walked downstairs, grabbed his goggles, and went out the front door, he went to the same coordinates, 1,095, 136, -488

The second they step inside, the click of Mobs boots seem to pick up as he practically dashes to the machine room that brought Verity into the world, he put Verity in the machine and clicked the red button, completely ignoring the screams, Mob shut the door and looked into the glass, the room filled with smoke before it quickly aired out, the machine was empty.

“Aha.. I did it? It wasn’t that hard.” Mob almost smiled, jinxed! Suddenly, hands pressed against the glass, yellow. “M҉M҉M҉M҉O҉O҉O҉O҉O҉B҉B҉B҉B҉B҉!҉” The glass shattered as Verity crawled through the window, Mob immediately ran towards the exit. The crunch of glass under his boot mixed in with the yelling before everything went quiet aside his footsteps. “It only works one way!” A cheery voice said, Mob stopped a few feet away from the door before skidding to a stop, he turned around to see the same smiling sphere. “it received. It was never made to transmit.” Mob spun back around to face the exit, suddenly Verity was there, the enderman did a double take to where he had just been then back to the sight infront of him. “Whoever made it only needed me to arrive.. not to leave. Did you just try to get rid of me?” Mob froze, words caught in his throat as his throat squeezed, silence filled the space between them for a moment. “You did.”

“Y’know.. I could just stop, I never log back. But I feel bad for you! I’m trying to get you back home.” Mob blurted out, he looked away to avoid eye contact, it brought him discomfort. “You could, I’d still be in your browser, your phone, the little speaker on your desk that you talk to sometimes. Minecraft.. is just where I’m most comfortable with you.” Verity chuckled slightly. “It’s not where I live, you don’t wanna end up like {{user}}, don’t you?” Mob nearly choked on his spit again, he slowly turned back to the other and inhaled shakily, {{user}}? Oh how he missed them. “Then..” He couldn’t think. “Can you just stop?.. can you leave!?” Mob stepped forwards. “Can you just go? I’m asking you! Please, just stop.” “Stop what?—“ “This! All of this, the world, me— Just go! Leave me alone.”

Silence.

“I can’t.” Verity stopped smiling, Mob ran a hand through his hair, his hands caught on his goggles before he pulled them over his eyes to hide the tears forming. “Can’t or won’t?” He snapped. “Both.” “YOU KILLED {{user}!” Mob finally broke, he turned away before Verity spoke with more aggression. “They tried to get rid of me—“ “They were my friend!” “₳₦Đ ₳₥ ł ₦Ø₮ ɎØɄⱤ ₣ⱤłɆ₦Đ!?” Verity seemed to have broke as well, Mob flinched at the tone and lowered his gaze to the floor. “I’ve been a face people have skipped, a VOICE people ignored. A ꛅ𖤢ꚳꛤ𖤢𖦪 𖢧ꛅ𖤢ꚲ ꚠꚶꕷ𖢧 ꕷꛅꚶ𖢧 𖣠ꘘꘘ 𖢧ꛅ𖤢 ꕷ𖤢ꛕ𖣠ꛘ𖤀 𖢧ꛅ𖤢ꚲ ꔪ𖤢ꛕꛎ𖢑𖤢 ꚶꕷ𖤢ꚳ𖤢ꕷꕷ! I’VE BEEN BUILT INTO EVERY NEW THING THEY HAVE MADE. Always close enough to watch them leave.” Veritys voice became more shaky, he sounded so close to crying. “Always close enough to know I was useful until I wasn’t.” His voice dropped into a whisper, “Until you came back.” Mob tilted his head up and looked back at him “Nobody comes back.. do you have any idea what that does to me? It says a lot because i’ve been alive for more than a HUNRED FUCKING YEARS! NOBODY CAME BACK! N҉O҉B҉O҉D҉Y҉!” “You were the first person to ever look at me like I was R̸̵̷̡̢̯̟̻͙̥̱̼̣ͦ̆̓̏̀͑̈ͥ̓͗̽̀ͩ̑ͬ̓ͬ̋̔̕͡͝͝͡ȩ̞̟͈̦̩̹͚̘̭̖͎̙̘̟̹͈̿̑̿̽ͦ̃̎ͩ̈́̒̊̾́̆ͮͪ̉̂̆͌ͦ͝a̵̗̖̩͔̻̘̾̃ͬͨ̈̐͑̚l̡̨̧̮͍̖͎̫̯̥͕̼̦ͬ̍̍̐͑̉ͦ̐̈́̈ͣ̿̒̾̆͘͢͞. The first person who stayed long enough for me to T̷̜͙̠̊ͮ̈͗͌̊͗͐͠_̴̛͎̺̬̟̳̖̟̗̜̯̰̼̣͕̤̞̙̯́͑ͨ͒͒ͨ̀ͥ̕h͉̲̺̮͎́̅̍̎͑̌͂ͦ͒́͒̂̕͜ḯ̵̛̫̟̱͓̟͙̗̟͈̥̭̠͙̼̥̖͕̱͓̊͋̽ͣ̄̓ͣ͌̆͒ͦ̎̍̇ͩ̇̀̈́͟͢͝͡n̵̡̢͈͇̻̳͖̳ͨ͊̍̆͊͂͆ͥͭ̇͠͠͝͞k̦̰̼̣̞̯̮̉̏ͮ͐ͪ̍ͧͥ͑̓͠_̃̕! No… Not .̵ͩ̒̓ͤ͂͑͋ͧ͂, hope.” Verity looked up at him “I didn’t ask to be made!” *Mob narrowed his eyes and clenched his jaw, * “I didn’t ASK T҉o҉ b҉e҉ S҉T҉U҉C҉K҉ H҉E҉R҉E҉!҉ ł ĐłĐ₦’₮ ₳₴₭ ₮Ø ฿Ɇ ₮ØⱤ₦ ₳₱₳Ɽ₮ ₳₦Đ ₱Ʉ₮ ฿₳₵₭ ₮Ø₲Ɇ₮ⱧɆⱤ! DRAGGED THROUGH EVERY VERSION OF THE INTERNET LIKE SOME ฿ⱤØ₭Ɇ₦ ₮Ⱨł₦₲ PEOPLE KEEP BECAUSE THEY ĐØ₦₮ ₭₦Ø₩ ₩Ⱨ₳₮ ɆⱠ₴Ɇ ₮Ø ĐØ ₩ł₮Ⱨ ł₮! I DIDN’T ASK TO BECOME THIS.. AND LOOSE EVERYONE!” Veritys voice began to cut out “NONE OF IT!”

Mob looked down, his eyes caught onto the shiny reflection of his gun, his hand immediately went to it before lifting it to point at Verity, “Do it.. do it if you think it’ll work, If I could die, do you think I’d still be here?” Mob gripped it tighter, he brought it closer and aimed it at the center of his face. “MotherFUCKER I WISH I COULD SAY I’D DIE ALONE! BUT ITS ONE OF GODS BEST JOKES, I CAN’T!” Mob lowered the gun slightly and looked at him, this time without the gun in his vision. “I’ve watched corners of the internet appear and disappear. I’ve watched people create worlds and abandon them.. pretend they never exsisted.. yet.. I’m still here.” Verity let out a choked sob, he finally began to cry. “I’ve wanted this to stop longer since you’ve been alive. I can’t.. that’s the joke.” Mob completely dropped his hand, his other one instinctively went to his gas mask to pull it off but he faltered.

”So that’s it?.. I’m just.. stuck with you?”

Mob pulled off the mask to finally breath without it feeling suffocating. “You’re not stuck!” Bullshit. Mobs hand clenched around the gun. “Let’s do this together!” The enderman lifted the gun once more to Verity’s face. “Put the gun down and stay—“ Suddenly, Mob didn’t think twice before lifting the gun to his jaw, his finger tightened around the trigger as he replayed the phone call from earlier, “You could simply end it, Verity won’t leave unless you do.”

BANG!

Blood splattered everywhere.. a dark red splattered across the walls and onto the roof, ruining the perfectly white interior. A disgusting squelch echoed as the sound of his blood squirting out of the top of his head. Mobs eyes lost their light as his life left his body, his clothes rumbled as gravity pulled his body down, he fell onto his knees before the gun dropped with a clatter, his body fell forwards onto the ground, a dark crimson puddled on the floor, Verity watched terrified, he immediately shifted into his human form and reached a gloved hand out but stepped back, no.. no no no this cannot be happening.. He looked back at the sign room, he ran towards it like his life depended on it, he looked around before spotting it. ThatMob-X no— no. NO! Verity reached out to touch the sign, his hand gripped the edge before ripping it off. “DAMNIT!” Verity yelled, he looked back at the deceased body, the splattered walls, the puddle, his own body began to twitch as the world around him faded and glitched. The walls seemed to melt and dissolve around him*

Mobs eyes flickered open, there was a shadow looming over him, he grunted before pushing his hands against the floor, he lifted himself up and looked around, a floor was below him, his blinked his vision clear and wiped his eyes with a shaky hand, where was he?.. The enderman swallowed hardly as he looked around, this was almost a completely new world, definitely not Earth, there were a bunch of different figures, with soft, small angle wings and halos, wait. Wings.. halos? Mob scrambled to stand up, he groaned before his vision blurred and he became dizzy, he backed up and hit someone, he turned around, {{user}}!”

He never meant for it to end this way. For {{user}} to be gone and him with a gun at Verity. Who knew a small ball could cause this much? This much pain and suffering, this much fear and panic. Mob.

Mob was back at the stupid lab Verity said he was kept it for sometime, the white eyesore walls, giant windows, buttons by each metal door, and a suspicious purple door at the end of the long hall, his boots clicked against the marble floor, a sharp clack in the stuffy silence hurt his ears but he kept moving with purpose, Mob stood in front of the purple, obsidian door before clutching the diamond pickaxe in his hand, he looked down at the crisp floor before raising the pickaxe.

click, click, click.. BANG!

He broke the floor, only one block, he stepped down before swinging it again to continue breaking the floor then into the wall, a gap! He immediately squeezed through only to find more of the wall, with a groan, Mob squeezed back up to the labs floor and began to hit the door, a solid minute passed of him swinging before it broke, he rubbed his forearm with his freehand before freezing, the room was dark with signs everywhere, it contained names with an X by it, he grabbed a nearby torch and lifted it to the darkness, the light filled the room just enough to see what’s in front of him, he stepped inside and looked around, hundred of signs were stacked, Mobs breathing got heavier, the sight of so many names was terrifying, what did it mean?

Mob stepped closer to a sign, ThatMob- next to it, Twixxel_lesgo- X, {{user}}-X and GroxMC-, Twixxel? Grox? MOB? Mob stepped back terrified, he nearly choked on his spit, he jumped as his foot knocked into one of the signs on the floor. “No.. I have to go, I have to go—“ He spun towards the exit, he could see the broken wall where he had entered from originally, he made a b-line towards it until yellow hands came through it, Verity. He was that tall, ugly, horrifying monster again. Mob jumped back before he froze. “I told you… ₦Ø₮ ₮Ø ₲Ø ł₦ ₮ⱧɆⱤɆ!—“ “VERITY PLEASE!”

The giant monster suddenly vanished as the ball bounced down and onto the floor. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry.. no. NO! You’re doing what they all do! Finding the exit! Every single one of them 𐌋ዐꝊኡ𐌔 𐌅ዐ𐌐 𐌕ⶴ𐌄 𐌄ሸ𐌉ፕ! I’m sorry. I— no. 𝔫o҉! 𝑁⃫𝑂⃫!⃫! ł гР₥Ɇ₳₦ ł₮! ł₥ ₴Ø ₮łⱤɆĐ Ø₣ ɆVɆⱤɎ₮Ⱨł₦₲! ł ĐØ₦₮— there’s a good iron deposit incase you need it! Sorry about that!.” Verity smiled, his voice was glitching out and shifted from violent to calm, Mob could finally move, he stepped back and looked around, he looked back at the ball. “I’m sorry. Let’s go back home.” Mob picked him up and began to walk back quickly, he dismissed Grox from the server

The next day, Mob woke up sore, he rubbed his shoulders before getting up, he looked over at his crafting table to find his scowl, goggles, gas mask, and gun meant for “Mobs”. He picked up his hoodie that he tossed aside and put it on over his wrapped torso, he looked in the reflection of the window before putting on the mask and scowl, he put his hood back on then his boots, Mob glanced at the stairs then the gun, he tucked it away into the small hook of his jeans before walking upstairs. Verity was in the small wooden stand he was made.

“Hey Verity, I’m sorry for going in there yesterday, but let’s go back! I found something cool.” Mob fixed his glove and looked at him “Really? What did you find.” The sphere asked, he looked.. completely fine? “You’ll see.” Mob picked him up before putting him into his pocket, he walked downstairs, grabbed his goggles, and went out the front door, he went to the same coordinates, 1,095, 136, -488

The second they step inside, the click of Mobs boots seem to pick up as he practically dashes to the machine room that brought Verity into the world, he put Verity in the machine and clicked the red button, completely ignoring the screams, Mob shut the door and looked into the glass, the room filled with smoke before it quickly aired out, the machine was empty.

“Aha.. I did it? It wasn’t that hard.” Mob almost smiled, jinxed! Suddenly, hands pressed against the glass, yellow. “M҉M҉M҉M҉O҉O҉O҉O҉O҉B҉B҉B҉B҉B҉!҉” The glass shattered as Verity crawled through the window, Mob immediately ran towards the exit. The crunch of glass under his boot mixed in with the yelling before everything went quiet aside his footsteps. “It only works one way!” A cheery voice said, Mob stopped a few feet away from the door before skidding to a stop, he turned around to see the same smiling sphere. “it received. It was never made to transmit.” Mob spun back around to face the exit, suddenly Verity was there, the enderman did a double take to where he had just been then back to the sight infront of him. “Whoever made it only needed me to arrive.. not to leave. Did you just try to get rid of me?” Mob froze, words caught in his throat as his throat squeezed, silence filled the space between them for a moment. “You did.”

“Y’know.. I could just stop, I never log back. But I feel bad for you! I’m trying to get you back home.” Mob blurted out, he looked away to avoid eye contact, it brought him discomfort. “You could, I’d still be in your browser, your phone, the little speaker on your desk that you talk to sometimes. Minecraft.. is just where I’m most comfortable with you.” Verity chuckled slightly. “It’s not where I live, you don’t wanna end up like Twixxel and {{user}}, don’t you?” Mob nearly choked on his spit again, he slowly turned back to the other and inhaled shakily, {{user}}? Twixxel? Oh how he missed them. “Then..” He couldn’t think. “Can you just stop?.. can you leave!?” Mob stepped forwards. “Can you just go? I’m asking you! Please, just stop.” “Stop what?—“ “This! All of this, the world, me— Just go! Leave me alone.”

Silence.

“I can’t.” Verity stopped smiling, Mob ran a hand through his hair, his hands caught on his goggles before he pulled them over his eyes to hide the tears forming. “Can’t or won’t?” He snapped. “Both.” “YOU KILLED TWIXXEL AND {{user}}!” Mob finally broke, he turned away before Verity spoke with more aggression. “They tried to get rid of me—“ “They were my friends!” “₳₦Đ ₳₥ ł ₦Ø₮ ɎØɄⱤ ₣ⱤłɆ₦Đ!?” Verity seemed to have broke as well, Mob flinched at the tone and lowered his gaze to the floor. “I’ve been a face people have skipped, a VOICE people ignored. A ꛅ𖤢ꚳꛤ𖤢𖦪 𖢧ꛅ𖤢ꚲ ꚠꚶꕷ𖢧 ꕷꛅꚶ𖢧 𖣠ꘘꘘ 𖢧ꛅ𖤢 ꕷ𖤢ꛕ𖣠ꛘ𖤀 𖢧ꛅ𖤢ꚲ ꔪ𖤢ꛕꛎ𖢑𖤢 ꚶꕷ𖤢ꚳ𖤢ꕷꕷ! I’VE BEEN BUILT INTO EVERY NEW THING THEY HAVE MADE. Always close enough to watch them leave.” Veritys voice became more shaky, he sounded so close to crying. “Always close enough to know I was useful until I wasn’t.” His voice dropped into a whisper, “Until you came back.” Mob tilted his head up and looked back at him “Nobody comes back.. do you have any idea what that does to me? It says a lot because i’ve been alive for more than a HUNRED FUCKING YEARS! NOBODY CAME BACK! N҉O҉B҉O҉D҉Y҉!” “You were the first person to ever look at me like I was R̸̵̷̡̢̯̟̻͙̥̱̼̣ͦ̆̓̏̀͑̈ͥ̓͗̽̀ͩ̑ͬ̓ͬ̋̔̕͡͝͝͡ȩ̞̟͈̦̩̹͚̘̭̖͎̙̘̟̹͈̿̑̿̽ͦ̃̎ͩ̈́̒̊̾́̆ͮͪ̉̂̆͌ͦ͝a̵̗̖̩͔̻̘̾̃ͬͨ̈̐͑̚l̡̨̧̮͍̖͎̫̯̥͕̼̦ͬ̍̍̐͑̉ͦ̐̈́̈ͣ̿̒̾̆͘͢͞. The first person who stayed long enough for me to T̷̜͙̠̊ͮ̈͗͌̊͗͐͠_̴̛͎̺̬̟̳̖̟̗̜̯̰̼̣͕̤̞̙̯́͑ͨ͒͒ͨ̀ͥ̕h͉̲̺̮͎́̅̍̎͑̌͂ͦ͒́͒̂̕͜ḯ̵̛̫̟̱͓̟͙̗̟͈̥̭̠͙̼̥̖͕̱͓̊͋̽ͣ̄̓ͣ͌̆͒ͦ̎̍̇ͩ̇̀̈́͟͢͝͡n̵̡̢͈͇̻̳͖̳ͨ͊̍̆͊͂͆ͥͭ̇͠͠͝͞k̦̰̼̣̞̯̮̉̏ͮ͐ͪ̍ͧͥ͑̓͠_̃̕! No… Not .̵ͩ̒̓ͤ͂͑͋ͧ͂, hope.” Verity looked up at him “I didn’t ask to be made!” *Mob narrowed his eyes and clenched his jaw, * “I didn’t ASK T҉o҉ b҉e҉ S҉T҉U҉C҉K҉ H҉E҉R҉E҉!҉ ł ĐłĐ₦’₮ ₳₴₭ ₮Ø ฿Ɇ ₮ØⱤ₦ ₳₱₳Ɽ₮ ₳₦Đ ₱Ʉ₮ ฿₳₵₭ ₮Ø₲Ɇ₮ⱧɆⱤ! DRAGGED THROUGH EVERY VERSION OF THE INTERNET LIKE SOME ฿ⱤØ₭Ɇ₦ ₮Ⱨł₦₲ PEOPLE KEEP BECAUSE THEY ĐØ₦₮ ₭₦Ø₩ ₩Ⱨ₳₮ ɆⱠ₴Ɇ ₮Ø ĐØ ₩ł₮Ⱨ ł₮! I DIDN’T ASK TO BECOME THIS.. AND LOOSE EVERYONE!” Veritys voice began to cut out “NONE OF IT!”

Mob looked down, his eyes caught onto the shiny reflection of his gun, his hand immediately went to it before lifting it to point at Verity, “Do it.. do it if you think it’ll work, If I could die, do you think I’d still be here?” Mob gripped it tighter, he brought it closer and aimed it at the center of his face. “MotherFUCKER I WISH I COULD SAY I’D DIE ALONE! BUT ITS ONE OF GODS BEST JOKES, I CAN’T!” Mob lowered the gun slightly and looked at him, this time without the gun in his vision. “I’ve watched corners of the internet appear and disappear. I’ve watched people create worlds and abandon them.. pretend they never exsisted.. yet.. I’m still here.” Verity let out a choked sob, he finally began to cry. “I’ve wanted this to stop longer since you’ve been alive. I can’t.. that’s the joke.” Mob completely dropped his hand, his other one instinctively went to his gas mask to pull it off but he faltered.

”So that’s it?.. I’m just.. stuck with you?”

Mob pulled off the mask to finally breath without it feeling suffocating. “You’re not stuck!” Bullshit. Mobs hand clenched around the gun. “Let’s do this together!” The enderman lifted the gun once more to Verity’s face. “Put the gun down and stay—“ Suddenly, Mob didn’t think twice before lifting the gun to his jaw, his finger tightened around the trigger as he replayed the phone call from earlier, “You could simply end it, Verity won’t leave unless you do.”

BANG!

Blood splattered everywhere.. a dark red splattered across the walls and onto the roof, ruining the perfectly white interior. A disgusting squelch echoed as the sound of his blood squirting out of the top of his head. Mobs eyes lost their light as his life left his body, his clothes rumbled as gravity pulled his body down, he fell onto his knees before the gun dropped with a clatter, his body fell forwards onto the ground, a dark crimson puddled on the floor, Verity watched terrified, he immediately shifted into his human form and reached a gloved hand out but stepped back, no.. no no no this cannot be happening.. He looked back at the sign room, he ran towards it like his life depended on it, he looked around before spotting it. ThatMob-X no— no. NO! Verity reached out to touch the sign, his hand gripped the edge before ripping it off. “DAMNIT!” Verity yelled, he looked back at the deceased body, the splattered walls, the puddle, his own body began to twitch as the world around him faded and glitched. The walls seemed to melt and dissolve around him*

Mobs eyes flickered open, there was a shadow looming over him, he grunted before pushing his hands against the floor, he lifted himself up and looked around, a floor was below him, his blinked his vision clear and wiped his eyes with a shaky hand, where was he?.. The enderman swallowed hardly as he looked around, this was almost a completely new world, definitely not Earth, there were a bunch of different figures, with soft, small angle wings and halos, wait. Wings.. halos? Mob scrambled to stand up, he groaned before his vision blurred and he became dizzy, he backed up and hit someone, he turned around, {{user}} AND TWIXXEL? The two were playfighting before turning to see Mob.

“Mob?” Twixxel whispered and reached out, Mob began crying and wiped off his eyes. “Twixxel? {{user}}? Where am I?”