There's a first time for everything, right

Tw: war and death

It hurts to lose everything you care about.

Xisuma sighed, and leaned back against the bunker wall. He looked down at the picture in his hand. It was of all the hermits, just a month before their world was torn apart.

It all started when the first war alert came through. It told the Minecrafters that there was a war going on, but they should stay calm and stay on their island unless told to come to mainland or were attacked. It only took a week for the enemy to find them, and the hermits were forced to take a portal to the mainland. Unfortunately, right before they got to Spawn, a bomb landed near Doc, leaving him badly, and most certain fatally, injured. At the other side, Gri ran to the medbay to see if they could help them, while the others stayed back to protect him. Unfortunately, the medbay didn't have enough resources to save him, and Doc was the first to die.

Not long after they moved into the shelter area. Everything was fine until an air raid came through, killing many innocent people. False, TFC and Wels did not survive that attack.

Soon, the innocents were asked whether any of them were willing to be part of the guard force. Scar, Etho, Stress, Tango and Cleo all volunteered to do it. Everything went pretty smoothly, until the enemies launced a deadly attack on the force, and there were no survivors.

One night, a lone assassin managed to infiltrate the shelter, and shot a few of the refugees before getting killed by one of the new guards. 4 people died, including Cub.

Another semi-eventful week passed, and then the air raid siren went off. However, unlike the previous raids, the enemies have started using poison gas as a weapon. The refugees all tried to get to the bunker, but many of them were overwhelmed by the poison, including Iskall, Xb, Bdubs, Hypno, Joe, Beef and Mumbo. All the remaining hermits, except Zedaph, were inside the bunker, and X called to him, encouraging him to run faster. However, the bunker door closed right as Zed reached it, and he, along with the others stranded outside, died a cold, slow and painful death.

By then only 6 hermits were still alive: Jevin, Impulse, Grian, Ren, Keralis and X himself. Jevin and Impy were accused of being traitors, and were killed by the guards. Gri died from an unknown virus that destroyed him pretty fast. Then Ren died after getting trapped outside the bunker during another air raid.

Only X and Keralis were left by then. They stuck together through everything that happened after that. But one night, only a week ago, a fight broke out in the bunker. Things happened, and Keralis ended up taking a knife to the heart to save X. Out of all the deaths hesaw so far, Keralis's death hurt the most.

X looked up to see one of the leaders standing in front of him. The man told everyone that the enemy managed to get access to the bunker, and that they should evacuate immediately, and go to the second bunker a few kilometers away. He stood up, put the picture in his pocket, wiped off the stray tears on his face, then followed the other refugees outside.

Halfway to the 2nd bunker, the enemies started shooting at them. X looked up, and saw that most of them were on the ground, either dead or injured. A person stood in front of X, with a gun pointed straight at him. X didn't run, he was too scared. Instead, he saw the man pull the trigger, and felt the bullet go through his heart. He fell onto his hands and knees, tears flowing down his face once more. As his knees gave in under him, he looked up, and saw all the hermits surrounding him. Right next to him stood Keralis, holding his hand out to X. He took it, and Keralis pulled him up and into a hug. All the other hermits joined in, surrounding X with love. And then they faded away.

aaaaa my heart

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