I am Hallow

I am now hallow. A void that drowns out all feeling. And as my red pixel heart is breaking more and more each minute, the blocks of my soul die with it. There is no respawn. There is no forgiveness. There is only a deep black hole in me. The two grass blocks I thought I could trust, were actually obsidian rocks. Now I see through their disguise, and I can't help but feel sad. But how can I feel sad, when I no longer feel anything at all. For I am nothing more than gravel, falling from a high cave ceiling. There is no slime block to break my fall, no water, not even lava to let me live a little longer. Each moment I wait, I fall deeper into that tunnel, heading towards the Nether, and no angel has yet come to stop my fall. I am nothing. A husk, traveling across the desert plains, and through the cactus trees, getting prick after prick, from their prickly gleam. I need more time, but there is none. The creeper inside me has exploded for the last time. I wish I could say more, but I am running out Minecraft references. All I can really say is...
It's real.
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