Hypno P.O.V.

I was just wandering my house when I came upon the one reminder I had of that fateful day. It was a black skull with blazing white eyes, the head of the wither.

I was down in the strip mine preparing to fight the wither, digging a long tunnel and setting up restock/rest points intermittently along the way. Finally the preparation was done. I put on my armor and placed the four pieces of soul sand, finally adding the wither skeleton skulls on top. 

The resulting explosion occurred before I could get away and knocked me off my feet, sending me sprawling on my stomach onto the cold stone ground. As fast as I could I got up, turned around, and began shooting the beast in front of me. Everyone knew this process was dangerous, but the reward was almost always worth it.

After firing the last shot I could with the bow I brought out my sword to charge it. I had practiced this, so I thought it would be easy. Dodge left, slash. Jump, stab down. Run under the beast, swipe up. Already it didn't have much health left. 

Suddenly I was blasted aside when a head exploded too close to me. I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder, though at first it didn't register what had just happened, and I lay there stunned for a moment before standing back up. In the time I had been recovering I was lucky to not have been hit, as apparently enough time had passed for the wither's health to go up. 

From there, things went downhill for a while. I would get a few hits in, but then I would get hit and have to cower in a corner to heal. My body, filled with adrenaline as it was, barely registered the blood leaking out of my arm, or the black shard sticking out of the wound. Either way it wouldn't have mattered because I needed to keep fighting.

Finally I killed it, and as the adrenaline began to wear off and I picked up my trophy, the pain infesting my arm finally registered. I glanced over and momentarily freaked out when I saw the black shard sticking out of my arm, blood leaking around the edges of the wound. I calmed after a minute, though a panicky wave still ran just under my calm facade. I grabbed a bandage, pulled out the shard, and quickly wrapped the wound  in the cloth. I briefly wondered how long it had been since that had happened.

In the world of Minecraft there is a disease you can get called BlackHeart. It comes when a shard from a wither skull punctures a vein or artery in your body. It can be cured if treated within an hour by drinking a potion of totem of undying essence and milk.

I panicked when I was looking through my shulkers and realized there wasn't any totem of undyings or buckets of milk left. 'Dang', I thought to myself, why didn't I bring a pre-prepared one just in case. I rushed to the staircase to go back to the surface and see if I could do something but deep down I knew it was too late. I flew to my base, and had just landed when the pain began. It was just as agonizing as the stories described. It felt like every piece of skin on my body was being burned and stabbed at the same time, then drenched in acid.

I tried my best to stay conscious, and used the last bit of my strength to type into the communicator I had with Xb. "Help". It was then that I blacked out. I got the story later from Xb that he came over as soon as possible to find me writhing on the floor in pain, even though I was seemingly unconscious. I had told him I was going to fight the wither, and he assumed correctly what had happened. 

After that Xb did all he could. He contacted Xisuma to help as soon as possible, though there was nothing really the admin could do. He slathered healing and regeneration potions on my to try and dull the pain. I remember feeling that. It almost seemed like I was in a nightmare when he did that. A nightmare where everything was pain but I was asleep and everything would be like it was when I woke up.

It was an hour later when I finally came to, and Xb was there holding his hand and throwing a splash potion of healing on me. He noticed that my eyes had opened and that I seemed to no longer be in pain. When the realization of what had happened hit me, what I had been cursed with, I curled up to Xb and cried for a while. 

He sat and stroked my hair, comforting me. Eventually I got used to having it. I only used my magic when there was no other option, and I never used it during a full moon so that I wouldn't be taken over by the sickness. Whenever the full moon occurred Xb would come over to my base and comfort me while I was in pain.

And that's a rap. I'm sorry if it's not very good guys, this is my first time writing in a few months, so I'm trying to get back into it. Also yes, I know Hypno is way ooc in this, and everything else. Really all of the hermits are ooc in my oneshots, but I did warn you in the intro I'm pretty sure.