TW: Mutation, detailed gore.
PLEASE NOTE: This is an ALTERNATE ENDING to SCV for c!Pine

And their not dragon wings, their amethyst <3. 💎

"Uhhh, we have a week to leave the school"

It was ready. Well, maybe now completely ready but that was fine! Everything was fine. Everything was... oh who were they kidding, the schools were going to the nether.

The blueprints were tucked neatly into a shulkerbox in the corner, it matched the walls and hopefully blended in enough... Pine was glad no one came into his office.

The machine gaze a broken buzz as the screen switched on. She smiled and entered the proper code. Even he didn't know what this could do. What it could achieve! And he never would. None of them would. Not them, not the students, and most certainly not Ember. Ember would lecture her for hours! Not to mention Ethan and The Headmaster, they'd all be out for her head if everyone knew.

Pine looked at the screen before entering the coordinates. She didn't know where they'd end in but as long as it wasn't here... they would be fine.

She already hurt so many people... so many souls... this would be for the better.

Pine had already un-dyed their hair back to its original brown, put contacts in and changed clothes. The clothes were simple: a black vest, a warmer white undershirt, and a blue scarf with stars and the constellations engraved.

After leaving a stick note on the outside of the door, she turned around and stepped up to the machine. The students were forbidden in here and Ember wouldn't suspect they would go in here of all places.

The machine gave a quiet beep as Pine tweaked its settings. She didn't know what would happen to her but they'd have to endure it.

They pressed start and watched as a golden light shit from the outside of the machine. Pine looked around the room and out the window one last time before stepping into the light.

A searing pain everywhere... the sound of skin and fabric breaking open and crystals chiming filled the empty space. Until air and sky filled it, until she was falling.

Faster and faster until she slowed and their feet hit the ground.

A weight on her back, molted purple skin... no, not skin, crystal. It grew from her chest and through her back, erupting in wing-like shapes that would never fly.Pine looked at her arms and smiled. Engraved in the amethyst were a sword, half-robotic dragon, a frog with a fedora, and a set of vex wings. Below that were other mini reminders of the students and the life she left behind.

A bulletin board brought Pine out of her thoughts. The top read, in big letters, "Welcome to Gods SMP"

She looked around the vast landscape, buildings arose from every inch. A community farm nestled itself in the corner, and she hoped that she could find wood before the sun went down.