Can you do all the songs on the Minecraft soundtrack too? These are really cool btw!! They help me calm down whenever im crying or anything so thank you
Yet another POV!! TW: DEATH You had done it; you made a portal. The corners were empty, but it was enough. Letting yourself get entranced in the purple hues shifting and the particles floating around, you stepped in. The first thing you felt was the heat. The nether was scorching. Sweat already dampened your neck and forehead, and it would be a lie to say you were confident. Eyes still closed, being absorbed into the portal - until your visual senses caught up to your physical ones. Then, the noise rang in your ears - you were there. Breathing calmer now, and the teleportation complete, you stepped out - onto nothing. A sinking feeling came over you in an instant, and gravity soon shifted over. You were falling. Down below you was the lava. There was nothing to be done now. It didn't give you time to grieve for your own body, your own death. It was blunt, and ugly, and hot, so so hot. You didn't know anything now. You'd like to think something stereotypical, like "so this is how I die?" but... All that rang in your head was, *why?* Why did this have to happen? Why couldn't I have looked before I fell? But time wasn't slowed, and all these thoughts were swimming in a soup of confusion. This isn't going to happen, you tried to convince yourself, but it was already over. Anyone who wanted to talk to you would never be able to, ever again. It was permanent. It was hot. You could feel the flames pricking at your body, melting it away. But that sense fell behind you - no hot, no cold, no nothing. You could no longer smell your burning flesh, it was already gone. Did you know the last thing to go when you die is your hearing? If you didn't before, you do now. Because the yell that came from your throat, so ear-shattering and pitiful, yet less than what you wanted to say even still, was still heard. You didn't know if you were even the one screaming. Struggling to move. Cries, and pleads, and prayers to nobody and nothing. Nobody.
Excuse me not to be disrespectful or rude but could you please take post down. That is my sister who was killed by a metra train. And it this post is very disrespectful. Idk who you are or if you even know her but I need you to take this down please.
