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Smile awoke to nothing but darkness.

An upsetting "Oh.", was all she could manage.

Smile had always imagined that after death, she'd wake up in her bed, in her home, in her original world. When Jameson, Samara, and Lottie died, she forced herself to believe that idea to make herself feel better.

She'd never gotten over their deaths. Smile watched all 3 of them die in front of her, unable to do anything.

Smile had watched Jameson try to control The Wither Storm, like he swore he could a million times, only to be devoured by it. All that remained was his skull, alongside Fallen Kingdom, now without its king.

Next, Smile had watched Samara, who'd taken the role of king, try to keep Fallen Kingdom from being destroyed by The Wither Storm Jameson had summoned, only for the castle to crumble with her inside, killing her.

Lastly, Smile had watched Lottie lead The Wither Storm as the people fought it. When The Wither Storm was finally defeated, it fell to the ground before they could get out of the way, and they were crushed by it.

Waking up here instead of her real home, Smile finally realized how stupid it was to ever believe they were okay. Nothing that happened was fake, none of it was a game, none of it was a prank, none of it. She decided it was best to just mourn them instead of believing they were still alive.

In the year she spent after their passing, Smile constantly found herself staring at the photos on her walls, staring at the memories she couldn't quite remember without something to help visualize them.

After Smile died, she found herself thinking about the evil in her life a lot.

Smile thought about Herobrine, the worst person she had ever known. Smile thought about all the pain and suffering he had caused, she thought about how her and Jameson had been the ones to summon him in the first place. It felt fitting for Smile to die alongside Herobrine, she blamed herself for everything he did. It all traced back to her, and she hated herself for it.

She was glad he was dead. She was glad she lived long enough to see him die. She was glad her friends would finally be safe from him.

Smile thought about The Admin, who'd shown his true colors to her after she'd attempted to reveal information about him to others. Smile recalled people yelling at The Admin as she died, it was loud, and he seemed upset because of it, she hoped he hadn't done anything to hurt her friends.

She knew The Admin was just as bad of a threat as Herobrine to everybody, and hoped they could defeat him. She just wished they wouldn't let anybody else die in the process.

Smile thought about herself, she had taken on the role of The White Pumpkin, she had helped Herobrine and she had stayed quiet about info on The Admin in fear of being killed. She had taken a fragment from Herobrine alongside Fated. People were constantly hurt because of her actions. She never wanted people to get hurt.

She felt terrible when she thought about it. She hoped that with Herobrine dead, people might forgive her.

After Smile died, she found herself thinking about her family a lot.

She had spent a lot of time with Eldrian and Conner after The Wither Storm was defeated, they were some of the only people she felt close to now. Smile considered them family.

Smile thought about Eldrian, thinking about the time they'd spent together. She thought about Sunday dinner, and how they would miss it this time around. Smile remembered the last thing she heard before she died was Eldrian's gem. She hoped with Herobrine dead somebody could bring them back. She thought about the letter Eldrian had written to her.

"I want to be what he said. The "good" against the "evil". Someone who's not seen as a monster, even if part of me thinks I am after everything. But it's becoming harder to be that for so many people."

"I hope you know what you're doing. I worry. I know I'm an ass but I still worry. Be careful of Fated. Of Myrella. Of Molly. I trust you, but not them"

"I'll be here if you need me. My house is always open. Love you bud. Take care of yourself, alright?"

Smile teared up thinking about it. She hadn't had time to read the note before Eldrian's gem got taken, so by the time she got the chance, it stung.

Smile thought about Conner, he'd always felt tough to be around. Mostly because Smile felt bad about Jameson and the rest of Blokz4Brains. Especially Jameson. it was never fair for him to watch Jameson die, let alone watch him get stuck in this stupid world and not be able to help. Even if Conner felt difficult to talk to, Smile enjoyed the time they spent together. She hoped that he returned from wherever he was safely, and that he could help Eldrian when he did. She didn't think about how he'd handle her death, because truthfully, she wasn't really sure.

Smile wished they could have spent more time together.

She thought about what Eldrian and Conner could've been doing for what felt like days. It. Had been days.? Right.? She wasn't sure anymore.

After Smile died, she found herself thinking about her friends a lot.

Smile thought about Fated, who she had spent the last almost 2 weeks with, trying to stay alive. Her and Fated never really talked before the new world, Smile had thought they were annoying. She thought about the safe, and the fragment it contained, how she had given Fated the fragment in hopes that people would trust them more, Smile hoped that people did. Smile hoped he was okay.

She was thankful to spend the time she did with Fated.

Smile thought about Molly, she felt bad for confronting Eldrian after she said not to, but it didn't really matter much now. She was thankful Molly decided to help her and Fated, had Molly decided otherwise, the two would probably be dead. Smile thought very highly of her, and hoped she was okay now that Herobrine was gone. She felt bad for telling Molly to keep an eye on and keep Fated safe in her "Final Words" book. She hoped Molly didn't feel forced to do it because she died.

She felt like she could never repay Molly for the things she'd done for her.

Smile thought about Mel, she hoped they were okay. She hoped Mel could figure everything out. She hoped people would like Mel more. She hoped Mel was safe. She hoped a lot of different things. Smile thought about the house Mel and Fated had made for the three of them, how everybody had their own little rooms, how it was built on the parkour tower, how proud they seemed showing Smile, only for her to die and never get to see it again.

She missed Mel.

She missed everybody.

Smile thought about Eldrian and what his note said for a long time. She thought about her friends. She felt awful. She felt awful for being just another person for all of them to mourn. She felt awful for telling them it'd be okay. She felt awful for caring more about the people who were gone instead of the ones who were still around. She felt awful for not fighting longer, for giving up, for letting herself die.

Smile told herself that if she ever got another chance, she'd spend it right and care about the people who were still around.

Eventually, Smile felt weird.

She didn't know why.

She thought "Maybe this is it for me.?".

And she was kind of right.

Smile appeared in front of Fated and Molly. They had come to the void to talk to her. They had come to ask if she wanted to come back. They had come to ask the void to bring her back. They were willing to owe a favor to the void to bring her back.

Smile missed them.

After talking through everything, she decided to let them revive them. She felt happy that they cared so much.

Smile appeared in the portal hall, missing her purple cardigan, still missing her arm. She had chosen to not have it healed for some reason.

Fated and Molly told Smile about what she'd missed. She'd been gone 3 weeks. She had been gone for Twenty-two days. The Admin was dead, people were going home, Eldrian was alive, Conner was back, Fated and Molly were okay, Mel was okay, Herobrine was really dead.

It was really over.

Everything was okay.

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Fated tires from the endless noise in their head. They sleep.

Smile is quiet beside them. Unmoving. Her face a mess of flesh and bone. Her eyes never close for she doesn’t sleep, her chest doesn’t move up and down as she doesn’t breathe. Below them Eden erupts in chaos yet the two of them are still.