Hermitcraft Oneshots and AUs (Season VI And VII) ((FIN))

concept-I'm back (Oneshot)

Just realized how ironic the title is.

Third Person

The voices of the players constantly buzzed in his mind, conversations and arguments faint.

But one voice was clear.

A man's voice pleading for help. This was... confusing to say the least.

He sounded so desperate and scared.

He hadn't gotten a message for awhile now, so this was startling.

A previously unfound immortal needed help.

As the god of messages and trading began to leave his comatose state, the voice cried out, pleading for him to stay. Saying that he had been alone for the longest of times.

The god of messages and trading was forced to tell the desperate soul that he would come back. That they would find him, and free him from his bounds.

"Please... Come back..."

Python sat up with a start, falling out of his bed, he groaned and shoved himself up from his awkward position on his floor. He shuddered as he began pulling his armor on.

What a weird dream. That voice at the end had the semblance of a terrified player, one who needed assistance. But it was only a dream.... Right?

As Python headed to the shopping district, his mind was only on one thing. That dream. The god landed gingerly on a roof and slid down from on top of it, rolling as he landed, not wanting another broken ankle like last time.

He strolled towards the empty center of the shopping district and ducked into the 'AFK' stand. He entered his comatose stance.

The echoing of minds was clear, but once again, one voice was louder then the others.

"Hello? Anyone? I need help... please help..."

Python's mind went in the relative direction of the voice "I heard you in my dream... What do you need help with?"

The voice was louder then before, like when your strip mining and trying to find diamonds by the noise of lava.

"Oh, by the Nether! Someone else! I was going insane... My 'friends' abandoned me in a corrupted world. The Void god was looking for gods to corrupt, and it tried to catch me, and I put myself into a comatose state, that only if I want to come out of it, and if someone helps me out of it. So I've been stuck here for about, eh, three hundred years? More? I don't know... It's been so long...."

Python was startled by the pain in the gods voice as he got closer. He had probably been here for about a thousand years if it was painful to stay. This was a old god, but young at the same time...

"I have a group of friends that can help. I can track your aura. We will find you."

The voice was silent for a moment, then he murmed "Just... Hurry. The Voids minions are getting closer by the minute, and once they find me, they will suck my soul from my body and stick me in a god forsaken JAR."

Python sent a word of agreement, memorized his aura, and retracted his mind from the odd dimension.

Pythons eyes shot open, and he opened the AFK stall, and opened his communicator (HE INVENTED IT!) and typed

Python: Oi. While I was afk I found a self-comatosed god. He's hiding from the Void, and I have his aura traced. Gather at your base Scar?

GoodtimeswithScar: Sure Python.