So, Im Behind On Episodes Of Both Hermitcraft And Empires. But, I Have Heard News Of... Another Rift?

So, I’m behind on episodes of both Hermitcraft and Empires. But, I have heard news of... another rift?

*looks at the RIFT AU*

Guess I’ll have to add a special side story to that AU. Hermits and EVO are still the main focus of the AU.

Brain is empty today. Brain is in pain today. The exhaustion from today has caught up.

So, nothing shall be done today. Except catch up on my video watchlist... maybe play some pokemon (amongst other games). 

Them

 Mighty’s ears twitched slightly as the hybrid’s eyes opened. She stared up at the sky as fluffy clouds swirled around the singular point of the sun.

 What time is it? Is it morning?

 Mighty questioned internally as she forced herself to sit up. The hybrid immediately flinched. Everything ached horribly as she let out another growl as her back popped.

 The hybrid’s ears swiveled as she blinked a few times: Her blurry, darkened vision slowly going away.

 Once Mighty could see again, the hybrid looked at her surroundings:

 It was the same wooden roof. 

 It was the same wooden roof of the same cobblestone base. It was the same cobblestone base at the corner of the world.

 But, there was something wrong. There were things, no, people, missing. 

 Did they leave while I was asleep? Did one run from the other once they woke up? Have they gone to get help?

 Mighty juggled multiple thoughts through her mind as her ears lowered. The hybrid shivered as chills went down her back and to the tip of her burnt tail. 

 A gentle breeze ruffled Mighty’s fur and caused the singed hairs on Mighty’s animalistic legs to stand up. 

 Huh... My legs...

 Mighty looked down at her legs and wiggled both limbs independently. 

 Both limbs... Both limbs could move?

 But how? When? 

 Last time I was awake, I couldn’t even think of my leg without it aching horribly. Last time I was awake, I couldn’t even touch my leg. Last time...

 “ Remarkable what the Dreamscape can do, correct?”

 Mighty’s eyes widened as her ears perked up. Quickly, Mighty looked around as the gentle breeze ceased. 

 There was no sound. No leaves being rustled. Not even Mighty’s heart was beating.

 Then, the hybrid turned around and froze.

 Towering above the hybrid, three shadowy forms with glowing eyes were all staring down at her. Soon after, many more eyes appeared around the hybrid.

 Mighty moved back on all fours and tried to growl,

 “ !!! “

 Mighty’s ears went back as she tried to growl again. However no words, not even a squeak, came out.

 “ What? Cat got your tongue?” The three eyed being that stood in the middle questioned with a purr. 

 Mighty’s tail lowered as the hybrid moved backwards. The hybrid claws scratched against the ground as she kept staring at the central being.

 “ Listen up everyone, “ the being gestured towards Mighty with one clawed finger, “ This... thing... shall allow us to go home...”

 A thunderous applause forced Mighty to cover her ears. The hybrid’s heart began to pound as she breathed heavily.

 “ Our bet shall be won.”

I just thought of deleted after submitting this post-

 My throat? Destroyed.

 My energy? Depleted.

 My ears?

 Well, I don’t have any new words to end that thought. They’re pretty bad too. But, they’re probably bad because I slept wrong.

 Who knows.

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 Hopefully, by Wednesday I should have things to submit for you all. Hermitcraft-y stuff and Trafficsona (okay it’s mainly AUs) but it’s fine)

Aftermath

 Mighty didn’t remember much of the past 24 hours (or had it been longer?) It was hard to tell). 

 What the hybrid did remember was the beginning of this story and where she was now.... However, Everything in-between was a blur drenched in river water, blood, an inky mass, and bones fixed then broken again.

 A tired hiss came from the hybrid. There wasn’t a point in getting up right now. Mighty’s entire lower body was shot as this point. The exhaustion from the kidnapping, the dragging, and the fight all weighed heavy on the burnt bones.

 Mighty stared up at the stormy sky and watched as lightning arced across. Once the lightning dissipated, parts of the sky opened to reveal the swirly, starry night sky. 

 Another growl escaped from Mighty as the hybrid tensed up. Slowly, the hybrid raised her hand to her face. A silent groan of pain came from the furball as she rubbed her hand down her face. 

 The itch of the passing full moon still lingered underneath fur and flesh; The humanity still returning to Mighty’s upper half.

 Slowly, awkwardly, Mighty forced herself to sit up. The dizziness of hitting the roof still weighing heavily on her sore muscles and groggy mind. 

 With a heavy wheeze, Mighty looked around the wooden rooftop. The hybrid’s bloodshot but still yellow eyes narrowed as she tried to look for the others: For Alka and Niko.

 Mighty flinched a bit as she tried to turn herself around. There wasn’t a point in moving any further than where she was now. Everything hurt too much.

 It was hard to tell if either of the two were still there. Mighty slightly cursed the loss of her natural night vision.

 Despite the light drizzle, Mighty continued to lay on the wooden roof of the tower base. 

 There wasn’t much of a point in moving.

 After all, Mighty’s leg was broken once again. It was a miracle that Mighty’s body wasn’t in shock from the flesh tearing bite and rebroken bone.

 Mighty let out a wheeze and reclosed her eyes. There was no point in trying to call out to the others. One of them will wake up soon. 

 Hopefully, the right one will wake up.

Have I been putting this fanart of King off until this premiere aired to distract myself from the emotional damage?

Is it a good time to submit it in honor of the release date of Season 3? Absolutely.

The answer to both is yes.