(Tango's POV)

It's been a week now.

But it still hasn't gone away.

Sure, we had some funny moments.

We've had some more -how does Grian say it? Skincidents?- with the Saturator, De-saturator, and Un-jumbler.

I don't know why they just don't use the Skin Changer.

Of course, we had Boom Box, too.

We still mourn for our two fallen heroes who had sacrificed themselves for us.

We made statues for them underneath Grian's base, near the Poultry Cave.

I sigh, and I get up from my bed, feeling achy.

I need a walk to clear my head.

Where should I go?

I think for a moment.

The shores. 

The shores. Perfect.

I strap on my elytra,  and fly towards the sandy shores.

I touch down, and I sit down, looking into the water.

I notice a cave nearby. 

I feel a strange pull towards it. Was it the prospect of adventure? Diamonds? I don't know.

Calmed down by the night, I peer down into the water, and I am surprised by what I see.

My eyes were glowing a lot more than they should. It was basically like looking at a blood moon.

On my back... were my old wings. The ones I've lost against Herobrine.

Gasping, I turn around. How long were they there?

I try to force them back into my back, but the best I could do was fold them up.

I look up at the moon, and gulp.

The Nether wants their prince back...

To be continued in the sequel...

(Author's Note: AAAANNNND THAT'S A WRAP! Before we officially end this installment, make sure you apply for being a character here: https://www.wattpad.com/809613134-hermitcraft-demons-danger-and-souls-pre-story.

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And I look forwards to meeting you. I don't know how I know, I just know I probably exist when the hermits come around.)