Yogscast in Equestria

Rythian had ended up in, well... The End.

His teleportation was that of an Enderman, he teleported from a universe to The End, then from The End to a universe.

Except he hadn't followed up his 'to-End' teleport with a 'to-universe' teleport, and now he was being chased around by the Ender Dragon.

"Ohhhhhhh, come back, I just want a hug," the dragon cooed in a gentle, motherly voice.

"A HUG THAT 'accidentally' CRUSHES MY GODDAMN SPINE!" Rythian shouted back, searching through his inventory HUD for the Enderbane.

The screen obscured his view of what was right in front of him, so he wasn't able to watch where he was going, and accidentally fell off of The End.

Straight into the Void.

The Ender Dragon swooped down and caught him in her forelegs, landing gently on the massive off-white stone island again and brushing him off.

"Oh sweetie, did you get hurt?" the huge black beast asked, checking him over for any injuries caused by Void suffocation.

"Why are you treating me like a child rather than a warrior who wants to kill you?" the mage rebuked, swatting away the massive claw.

"Oh Rythian, I know you don't really want to kill me," the purple-eyed queen said, giving him a little kiss on the forehead.

"I do though, I really do," he protested, trying to find the Enderbane again, "Dammit, where is it?"

"Oh, your knife? You dropped it, here you go sweetie." a black wing tossed over the blue/purple glowing dagger, the Enderman-eye-blocks of the hilt stared at him, it was Enderbane alright.

"You're talking to me like I'm your son or something." his in-game hate was quickly turning into real-life hate.

"You are my son," the dragon stated simply, as if it was as simple a fact as 'people breathe air'.

Rythian's whole world came crashing down, everything he understood about anything crumbled in the light of this revelation.

"Your father Herobrine and I performed a magical ritual with the hopes of creating the perfect being, half Ender and half Void, that could destroy your uncle Notch, but you turned on your brothers and sisters and slaughtered them. I understand though, you don't like your origins, but I still love you. You look like you do because it is the combined appearance of an Enderman and Herobrine, your dad was 6'2.5" tall, an Enderman is 10' tall, so you're 8'1.25" tall. Your masculine musculature is from your dad, and your svelte figure is from me. Your eyes have the same purple irises of an Enderman, and the bleach-white whites of Herobrine. Your hair is brown like dad's but with a streak of lavender for Ender. I think you get the idea, lots of Ender and Herobrine all over you." the brood-mother Dragon explained, smiling at the memories.

"I... what the fuck?" Rythian was CBAR, confused beyond any recognition.

"Now let's see those soul-crunching chompers." the Ender Queen said, using a claw to lower her son's mask below his chin.

Rythian's mouth was open in shock, revealing all of its Enderman-like glory. It was the same dirty-brown skin his body had changed to, but it had somewhat serrated, thin, chitin-like lips that could cut like scissor blades, a few teeth poked up from behind the sharp lips, and his throat was lit up with purple light.

He looked around, seeing Enderman everywhere, all bowing down to their prince, him, Prince Rythian, their shoulder flames burned with Ender magic.

One of them fell to his magical blade, its flames being extinguished on the first hit, its whole body going limp on the second hit.

The other Enderman, rather than going into an outrage, instead revered their prince for his battle skills.

"I gotta get out of here... wait a second... where is The End?" the Ender Prince asked his apparently-mother.

"You know where it is Rythian,"

"It's in the Void between all universes, so I could go back home in Sweden!" he smiled at the idea, and was about to teleport away, when it hit him.

"Oh yeah, I have somebody expecting me back in Equestria, fuck... I could go back home, maybe go to the Yogtowers, but is there really much left for me there?" he pondered.

With Lewis gone, everyone was bound to be in distress, and what if Simon was gone too? He couldn't return to a dying company instead of helping his friend live life in Equestria.

"I mean, I could try to help, but I'm sure all of the fans would leave without the main guys there, *sigh* I guess its really just up to me, not any benefits about going to either place... wait a second, would I appear back on Earth with everything I have right now being maintained?" he asked, trying to weigh all of his options.

"Unless you take off everything, you'll have everything on you when you teleport," the ebony-scaled beast informed.

"Alright then, I can't just go home then, even if I take everything off, how will I explain being eight fucking feet tall? I can't, so I'm heading back to Equestria," he decided, focusing on that mental map of the world Equestria was in.

He teleported away with a *BAMF*.

"*sigh* They grow up so fast, it feels like those twenty nine hundred years ago when I helped him start walking were just yesterday, and today he's making big life decisions and threatening his people, *sigh* kids. Hey, I want some of you to look after him, he may be a big strong man now, but it can't hurt to have a safety net, I want no less than four but no more than ten Enderman in the world of Equus at a time, this is for your Prince, as decreed by your Queen!" the motherly dragon announced.

Six Endermen saluted and teleported away.

-Meanwhile, in Equestria-

Lyra was playing her lyre in the street, hoping to attract a human to her.

*VORP* came a sound, and with it: a cloud of purple particles and an extremely tall human.

"*gasp* IT WORKED!" she cheered, hugging Rythian around his legs.

"Huh? Whoa!" Rythian had just arrived back in Equestria, and already something had grabbed him by the legs and tripped him, sending his face tumbling towards the ground.

Luckily his ninja skills activated and, with a single finger, he pushed himself back into a stand, looking down at the offending creature.

Another pony.

"Hey! Tik. GET OFF MY FOOT!" he shouted, kicked the mare away, "Jesus, too much affection, my RPing skills don't cover this," he huffed, dusting off his clothes before realizing that they were already dusted and smoothed out by the Ender Dragon.

Lyra looked up at him with the same expression a dog got when you kicked it, impossibly sad looking with eyes full of unfallen tears.

Rythian wasn't affected, he'd never had a real dog, and he didn't really care much about these ponies.

He cared only about the magic, ponies could wait, magic was too cool to wait.

Lewis was important too, he was the only one here.

"HEY RYTHIAN!" nope, Sips was here, and he called down to the mage from a rooftop.

"Sips? What the fuck?" Rythian's eyes did not deceive him, it was Sips, dressed up in his Minecraft character's outfit and running along the rooftops.

"These fucking ponies are annoying me, this whole place is too damn bright, I feel like I might have a seizure if I blink too many times in a few second," the pale man offered a hand down to the mage, but due to Rythian's new tallness, it took little effort to simply haul himself up from the overhang.

"Wow, I didn't think that you might be here, what's up with half the town covered in dir- Siiiiiiips, did you arrive here with dirt?"

"Thirty stacks of it, and this diamond shovel with Efficiency V, Unbreaking IV, and Sharpness V, aaaaand my hoodie, plaid shirt, and bathrobe," Sips revealed, pronouncing the roman numerals as 'vee' and 'eye vee'

"Any torches?" the mage queried.

"Nope, how about you?" the lumberjack replied.

"I had none, but Lewis gave me a stack, he had ten stacks of torches," the look in Rythian's eyes told Sips that he wasn't lying, or even exaggerating.

"Wow, I mean he uses torches like diabetic people drink water, IE way too damn much, but ten stacks? Damn, just... damn." Sips was a third-surprised, a third-disbelieving, and a third-'I could have expected this'

"Have you seen any of the others?" Rythian felt that if Sips was here, maybe Sjin was here, and since Lewis was here, maybe Simon and Duncan were here, and if he himself was here, maybe Zoey was here.

It was a logic based on typical affiliations, but it was a logic of some type!

"I think I saw Duncan barreling through the streets like a fucking cannonball, he could break through a wall with all that fat and speed," Sips recalled, "I think Simon is in cahoots with this pink pony, I saw them inside a giant gingerbread house eating cupcakes, anyways, I'M OUT!" the raven-haired man said, jumping across to another rooftop as music started up, like some sort of outro.

The mage just watched him, confused by the sudden song, "I have to go find that Sparkle princess mare pony... thing, gah I have no idea what to do here," he groaned as he jumped off of the building, hearing something in his legs break, "OW JESUS!" he had taken half a heart of damage, he could see it in the corner of his eyes, fourteen and a half hearts, a testament to his hybrid nature.

If players had twenty health, AKA ten hearts, and Endermen had forty health, AKA twenty hearts, then he had thirty health, AKA fifteen hearts.

He waited, a few seconds later he felt better, and the half heart was replenished, he looked over to the other side, in the other corner of his vision, he saw that he had nine and a half drumsticks in his health bar.

"Well, I guess the whole 'Minecraft' thing permeates past normal powers, man, this is all a little too much," he started walking with his hands in his pockets, at least walking by Minecraft standards, which was 4.3 meters per second.

He looked through his inventory, there would be time to learn about a lot of these things later, but right now, a Potion of Swiftness II sounded good.

He drank it, feeling sugar rushing past his throat and the taste of raisins on his tongue, and the taste of lemons enhancing it all, was this how potions were supposed to taste?

Nevertheless, he began sprinting with the Swiftness II activated, putting his speed at 7.9 meters per second.

With a brief thought of getting himself a few gold medals in the Olympics for the running segments, he quickly reached a giant tree with a door on it, he punched the air in front of him, sending a wave of air distortion that traveled about half the speed of light and opened the door before Rythian could even blink.

The doorway was too short, it stood up at six and a half feet tall.

So Rythian, being the skilled ninja that he was, did a cool sliding skid to a halt inside.

"Impressive," Twilight praised, "But you're here to learn how to use magic, not how to slide," she explained, magically closing the door.

"Right, so, Lesson One I suppose?" the tall hybrid guessed.

"Nope, Lesson Zero, understanding magic. Now then, I must ask: do you have any magical items, artifacts, constructs, potions, tools, weapons, relics, scrolls, books, runes, or anything of the sort with a magical power of a basic, conventional, advanced, epic, or otherwise level?" the lavender alicorn asked, giving a small smile of reassurance.

"I know all of those words, but the way you put them together confused me," Rythian admitted, wishing that any of those lessons he'd given Zoey had stuck to his own memory.

"Okay, let me put it in a way Xephos would probably ask, since you seem to be great friends with him: Got any magic shit?" the friendship princess reworded, cocking an eyebrow and tilting her head a bit.

Rythian gained a look of realization upon his face, and took out the Alchemist's Bag. He opened it, turned it upside down, and gave the bottom a single, solid *pat*.

Dozens upon dozens of items spilled out, and a great racket rose from the sounds of them hitting the floor or each other, when all of the items had fallen out, the mage gently placed the bag itself on top of the pile.

Twilight gulped, this pile was as big as her! And it probably weighed more than her as well.

"Well, it will take me some time to go through these things and sort them into categories based on function and power, in the meantime..." the amethyst-eyed mare looked upstairs as she heard little footsteps coming down.

"Twilight, what was all that noi- wow, just... wow. Okay so... dude, you're creepy, and I'm not cleaning that up," Spike said as he retreated back up the stairs.

"So... how long until that first lesson?" the Swede asked, wanting to make sure of what he had time to do while his teacher was busy.

"You might want to pull up a couch... and a blanket and pillow," Twilight deadpanned, levitating the items back into the bag and trotting down to the basement.

Rythian smiled, he had kept the Red Matter Katar and the Enderbane on his belt, and he ran outside to look for the others.

-Meanwhile, with Sjin-

The brown-haired farmer walked away from the Sweet Apple Acres farmhouse with a pie in his hand and a mirth in his eyes, this place was cool, nice peop-er, ponies, a stable economy, and lots of free time to do anything he wanted.

"Damn, if only Minty were here, then it'd be perfect," he lamented, taking another bite of pie.

After a few minutes, the dirt path quickly became stone as he came to, and crossed, a bridge, then back to dirt as he entered Ponyville.

He keen eye for detail saw something, a bunch of squiggly lines on the ground, he guessed that they went all around the outside of the town, "Odd, I wonder what they're for?" he ignored them and walked into the perimeter.

What he didn't notice, however, is that the gray/brown/rainbow colored runes began glowing even brighter.

-Meanwhile, with Zoey-

"So, this place is, like, all ponies?" Zoey asked, walking beside Fluttershy.

The brunette and the pegasus were going to Ponyville, the animal-expert had figured that, if there was anypony who'd know what to do with a new species, Twilight would be that pony.

"Well, not all ponies, we have other species like donkeys and mules, griffons and minotaurs, and even dragons," Fluttershy clarified, happy to be talking about something she was good at talking about.

"What about dear old me?" Discord asked, looking at his watch, "Oh me, it looks like I'm due back at the castle right now, don't want to disappoint the ol' mare Celestia, arrivederci," the draconequus waved goodbye and snapped his fingers.

*FWEESH-CRACK-HONK* went his teleportation sound as he disappeared in a flash of gray/brown/rainbow light.

"That was... a thing," Zoey said, giving an uncomfortable laugh.

"Oh don't worry, Discord is always like that," the butter-yellow pegasus dismissed, smiling as she continued trotting along the path.

--

A few minutes later, they had arrived at Ponyville, and Fluttershy noticed the runes glowing in a circle around the perimeter of the town.

"Odd, those aren't usually there," the rose-maned mare noted, looking closer.

"Maybe Rythian's here, and he cast a protection spell, he hates dragons," Zoey did sorta understand that there was a dragon in Minecraft and Rythian didn't like it, she also knew that he was an awesome magic man.

"I don't think your friend Rythian did this, this looks like..." Fluttershy leaned in closer, her teal eyes scrutinizing the runes.

Each and every individual rune was glowing with a gray/brown/rainbow light, the same color as...

"Discord!" the quiet pony realized, disappointed that her friend would do such a thing... unless it were good, she didn't know what these runes meant.

"Ooh, it says... hashtag, yolo swag, four-twenty blaze it, just blaze, dat herb, three-sixty no-scope, lol, and this one says chaos," the cyborg woman read perfectly.

"You know how to read this?" Fluttershy queried, not sure of the validity of her companions statement.

"Oh yeah, I'm actually fluent in the Galactic Alphabet, which is what this is written in, sometimes I feel like I'm the only one in the Yogscast who knows it." it was true, Zoey secretly knew the whole Galactic Alphabet just as well as she knew English.

"Okay then, come on, I'll get you to Twilight, then I need to write a letter," the butter-yellow pegasus insisted, trotting fast, practically going into a canter.

Zoey followed along, ponies didn't really look at her funny, in fact all of them were mildly shocked at most.

--

Rythian was walking along while reading a newspaper, he managed to levitate it in front of him, so his hands were free to exercise his skills with the Red Matter Katar and Enderbane.

"*loud gasp* RYTHIAN!" he turned his head to find the source of the exclamation.

"ZOEY!" she was running towards him, arms outstretched.

Then he noticed that she was also dressed up in her Minecraft character's outfit, had everyone arrived in their character's outfits?

'Oh god... Simon... blegh.' he thought, wishing the mental images of the half-naked dwarf would go away, which they did.

And then Rythian and Zoey hugged, d'awwww.

"Zoey, I thought... that it was all just RPing," the magic expert confusedly asked, wondering why she was acting this way.

"It was, and I like boobs too much to be romantic with you IRL, but I know that you're a good guy and you'll keep me safe in this... place, I'm still not sure if this is a country or not," Zoey explained, releasing him, "Wow, you're really tall for some reason, are you a real Ender Mage now?"

"Yeah, anyways, who's that?" Rythian easily saw over the brunette's head and saw a pony, it was a female like Twilight, but this one only had wings and was different colors.

"Oh, that's Fluttershy... she's quiet," the cyborg woman introduced, wishing she had paid more attention to what the yellow pegasus was saying.

Fluttershy timidly approached the tall, somewhat gangly man, looking up at him.

Rythian smiled underneath his mask, which didn't show.

Fluttershy breathed in through her nose, she was going to gather enough courage to speak, but then she smelled him.

He smelled like grapes... and death.

--

Rythian had never seen anyone, or anypony, flee as fast as the rose-maned mare did right then, he felt like he could only match that by sprinting while under the effects of a Swiftness II potion.

-Meanwhile, back in Canterlot-

Discord appeared in Celestia's bedroom, only to find something amiss.

The nigh-immortal alicorn princess and goddess of the motherfucking Sun... was happily humming and occasionally sipping from a brightly colored juice box and coloring a page in a coloring book.

"Celestia, if this is a prank on me, I highly suggest that you choose something that makes you look like less on an idiot." Discord knew that Celestia tried to be spontaneous with her jokes, but even the goddess of the sun flickered and faded in comparison his glorious chaos.

Celestia was about to reply, but she finished both the juice and the page at the same time, and a look of relief washed over her face.

She turned around, "Discord, why are you bugging me? Don't you have some other pony to annoy?" she replied, her normal voice and demeanor restored.

"Well, I just got back from my visit with Fluttershy, I must say that that Proasheck girl is quite the charmer, she just pulls you in for an adventure that comes out of her mind," the draconequus explained, summoning up a glass of chocolate milk.

"Proasheck? I sensed a magical disturbance earlier, is she the only human you've met?" the white alicorn was connecting the dots.

"Now how did you know that Proasheck was a human? Have you been spying on me?" the chaos avatar accused, acting indignant and aghast.

"No, whilst Twilight was here, two humans, a tall lithe one who had a scent like wine and a corpse named Rythian, and a shorter one with the voice of a natural leader named Xephos, appeared. Rythian went with Twilight back to Ponyville, and Xephos..." Celestia's eyes went wide.

Xephos was with Luna.

--

"I must say, your adventures are very entertaining," the blue alicorn mused, playing with one of Xephos' many torches.

"Yes, the stories of my adventures have entertained millions of people, but it is quite an honor to be able to entertain a princess," Lewis replied, looking at his now-blue torches, each and every one of them had been changed in color, and they were all brighter due to being lit with lightning.

"The thought of my sister acting like a little filly when she over two millennia old is quite funny as well," Luna added, sipping her glass of chardonnay.

"Yeah, but it was frustrating as all balls, so I came to see you," the adventurer explained, taking a swig of his frosty beer.

The two were enjoying each other's company, it was nice.

"So you wanted the night's to be longer..." he began, recalling the tale of Nightmare Moon.

"Yes, but it was wrong of me..." the lunar diarch looked at the floor in shame.

"How much longer? What was the day/night schedule?" Lewis was going to get to the bottom of this mystery.

"Day was a quarter till six AM to a quarter after nine PM, night was the opposite," Luna revealed, not sure where her companion was going with this.

"Christ! That's... sixteen and a half hours of daytime! The fucking plants would dry up if day was that long!" the brit calculated, how had drought not occurred, assuming it didn't?

"Funny, the crops were exactly what Tia was worried about," the night princess laughed, taking another sip of her wine.

"And then during the summer, oh god during the summer, what did she have day run from four in the flippin' morning to midnight?" Lewis was livid, it was amazing how much head-wall-ing could be done over this, "Jesus fucking Christ, was Celestia checked out by a neurologist?" he asked, not expecting an answer.

A flash of fiery orange light erupted in the middle of the room, and from it came Celestia.

"Speak of the deviless and she'll come a'runnin'," he said, turning his full attention to the solar diarch.

Luna scooted away from the bomb that was about to drop, she honestly didn't know who to root for, her flesh-and-blood sister, or this guy who was supporting her and making her feel better about herself.

Celestia blinked hard, ready to take any screams that Xephos could dish out.

-Meanwhile, back in Ponyville-

Simon and Pinkie were bouncing along, high on life, they didn't really care what was going on around them, just that everything was A-Okay.

"Holy crap! Simon? SIIIMOOOOON" Sjin called out, sprinting towards the pair.

"Sjin? SJIIIIIIIN!" Simon sprinted towards the architect.

They collided in mid-air, hugging.

Sjin's eyes were filled with life, his irises a rich brown color with hints of hazel. Simon's eyes were also filled with life, a strong gray color with streaks of brown.

"Holy crap, dude, have you seen any of the others?" Sjin asked, looking around.

"Why the fuck is there dirt everywhere?" Simon replied, looking around at several bridges, nerd-poles, and even a few shacks made of dirt, all just built onto the buildings, like someone was in a custom map and was using dirt to bypass puzzles.

"Um, I honestly don't know, ooh wait, maybe it's Sips," Sjin suggested, noticing the dirt everywhere.

"Who's that?" Pinkie butted in, pressing cheeks with Sjin and looking around with him.

"Pale-skinned lumberjack with black hair, likes dirt, big money, big women, and big fun." it was a highly accurate description of the real/best guy, as he called himself.

"Ohhhhh, that guy, yeah, I saw him a couple blocks back trying to drown himself in the town's fountain, silly guy, doesn't he know that it would take a lot more water than six inches to drown himself?" Pinkie giggled at the recent memory.

Sjin's eyes went wide, if Sips was trying to drown himself, did he already believe fully in the 'being in a Minecraft character's body'? Did he hate this place and think that if he drowned and died, he would respawn somewhere else?

"He's trying to *kill** himself,* this is no laughing matter!" the farmer panicked, running off.

A few seconds later he came back, "Uh, where's the fountain?" he sheepishly asked.

"That way, then a right, then go straight," Pinkie instructed, making hoof gestures to help her direction-giving-abilities.

Sjin nodded and ran off again.

"Hey, Pinkie?" Simon started, leaning over to her.

"That's my name!" the pink mare cheered, bouncing next to him.

"Yeah I know, um, did you just get a feeling like something really bad is going to happen?" the dwarf asked, watching the distant brunette make a turn.

"No?" the blue-eyed earth pony replied, in truth, she had been thinking about fudge.

"Well I did, and it's awful, absolutely awful. I think someone, or somepony, is going to die, to be honest," he sighed, checking his inventory.

A diamond battle-ax, a diamond pickaxe, a stack of TNT, a flint and steel, a bed, and...

In the other twenty seven slots were twenty seven stacks of Jaffa Cakes.

His eyes lit up like Christmas, not himself on Christmas, but actually Christmas itself.

"Well, Sjin can deal with Sips' ballsing it up, I'll just have a snack, or two, or ten," the portly brit said, excusing himself to a nearby bench to start stuffing his face-hole.

-Meanwhile, with Sips-

"Drowning is hard. Fuck, how am I going to get somewhere else really fast now?" the pale man sat up from the fountain's water, "Man, being only a dhampir instead of a full Dracula-spawn is tough, I could have just burned up in the daylight if I was full." it was unknown whether this was just part of his Minecraft character's secret background, or if Sips had actually already lost his goddamn mind.

"SIIIIPS! SIPS! Don't do it! You have so... much... to live for...hmph" Sjin felt a little disappointed at the fact that he had not saved Sips, but rather Sips had saved himself.

"Hey Sjin, what are you doing here ya son of a gun?" the raven-haired man asked, his mood brightening slightly

"Well, I was hoping, fingers crossed, that I would save you from drowning yourself, so I came running, but you just sat up and saved yourself, so I feel a bit foolish and like I made a bit of an ass of myself," Sjin revealed, blushing slightly in embarrassment

"I did want to, but I've decided to just leave, I don't like it here Sjin, I don't, this place seems like it was made to entertain big babbies," the lumberjack mocked, gesturing, specifically with his middle fingers, to all of his surroundings.

"Heyyyyy, hey now, I've decided that I quite like this place, it's nice, the ponies are nice," Sjin argued, feeling a little uncomfortable with this situation, he had only met one pony, an old one at that, so what could be said for any of the other ponies?

"Have you become actually gay now? Look at this place! It's for little girls! Are you a little girl Sjin?" Sips shouted, his feelings had been boiling inside of him until finally they were now bursting forth with great intensity.

Sjin stayed silent for several seconds, waiting for anything else to come, he was used to getting yelled at by Sips, it was never anything personal.

Well, usually not.

But now it was.

-With Lewis-

"So, come with me..." the mirth in the blue-eyed man's voice had all but vanished, leaving nothing but a monotone disappointment.

"Where do you wish to go?" Celestia asked, her tone staying steady, but she could feel several auras coming off of the adventurer, auras that comforted and horrified her.

Grabbing Celestia by the horn, Lewis focused his vision, using her horn and a spark of magic to set his hair on fire.

He could see everything for a few moments, everything everywhere everytime ever, then he was left with a head of grayish-black hair, trying to light it again would leave him bald. Using his new knowledge, the brit used Celestia's magic to teleport himself and her to Ponyville.

Luna followed suit with her own midnight blue teleport

--

Appearing in bright flashes of fiery orange and midnight blue light, the white alicorn took a step back from the man in fear. Luna just watched, popcorn at the ready.

Lewis' eyes were alight with a mixture of fire and ice and rage.

-With Rythian-

The mage looked around, he could feel something coming, the air became suffused with grayish-brownish-rainbow light, he could feel nothing, everything, and all things in between for a moment, then something erupted.

He and Zoey had been right in front of Ponyville's Town Hall, suddenly it started raining brown sand over a small area, piling it up into a small T shape.

"Wait, that's soul sand, so... shit RUN!" Rythian shouted as he began sprinting away from the construct.

"Wait, Rythian WHAT'S GOING ON?" the brunette shouted after him, not moving from her spot.

The soul sand was in place, then came down the black clouds that rained them.

"What is this thing?" she wondered, looking at the huge thing, seeing it from her own eyes was jarring, these were Minecraft blocks, and those clouds looked like skulls.

"Um, Rythian, HELP! I NEED HELP!" she tried to back away, but her legs wouldn't respond, she was paralyzed with fear at the sight of the Wither Boss.

And then Zoey exploded, again.

-Rythian and Simon-

"...okay your tallness aside, you just left her there?" Simon rebuked, poking the Ender Mage in the knee.

"I told her to run!" Rythian half-heartedly countered, feeling a bit bad.

"HEY HONEYDEW! HEY RYTHIAN!" Duncan shouted, running towards the source of these waves of necrotic energy.

"Duncan's here too? And Sips and Sjin? Lewis, and you, and Zoey, wow, there's no way this wasn't planned, one is an anomaly, two is a coincidence, three is a pattern, and seven is one hell of a pattern," the tall man deduced.

"Actually, I think it was just my sneezing that did this, there's too much chaos in the town by the way," Discord said, appearing in a flash of his own lights of teleportation.

"HO-LY SHIIIIIT, DISCORD! Wait, something bad is going to happen, I just know it!" Simon may have been a broken clock when it came to being smart, but even a broken clock is right twice a day.

Little did SImon know, a great bomb was about to explode.