Pilot

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What a world, this is. Such tranquility and peace within every corner of it. The sun hangs low as it is slowly consumed by the earth, an individual walks through the grassy meadow, his boots ruffling the grass while his clothes billowing with the wind. He stops atop a low hill and looks onward, "Perfect", he remarked about the landscape. Determination and excitement was all that was in his sky blue eyes. He had hoped to create a place, a place for people from any origin to settle and call home. And now, he has the chance to make his dream come alive.

Zillius swung his axe, it struck the tree trunk with considerable force, prompting the tree to timber down. After collecting enough wood, he walked towards the marked area and began placing planks and wood. He wiped sweat from his forehead and grabbed a barrel full of cobblestone, he placed the cobblestone along the edges to give structural integrity towards the build, in the corners he placed logs to give it that "aesthetic". He is done for the day, Zillius pants exhaustingly and went to lie down on the grass, he laid there for what seemed to be hours while staring up at the starry night sky.

Zillius sat up and looked around, he sighed heavily at the tranquility and quietness, it always gets him. A faint smile appeared on his face as he looked on, he snapped back to reality and quickly rose to his feet to finish the construction. He needs this one to be finished for his friends to stay for a bit, he wonders the miracles they can accomplish together.

Zillius sits on the unfinished roof of his "community house", he takes a bite out of the bread he made. He stares at the sea and squints his eyes, "Is that a boat?" he murmurs, his eyes widen as he realizes who it is, an old friend who he invited.

"Attar!"

Zillius jumped down from the roof and sprinted at the docking boat. Attar got off the boat and stepped onto the sandy beach, "Yo how you doing Zil?" Attar high fives Zillius, "Doing good, how about you, Tar? How was the trip here?". Attar shrugs and adjusts his hair, "No bad weather on the way here, so..." Zillius grins and pats Attar's shoulder, "Thanks for coming, I promise you will not be disappointed". The two walked towards the unfinished house as Zillius shows him around, "This is the community house or whatever, I don't have the name yet", Attar takes a look at the house and is impressed at how Zillius was able to construct this by his own. "Damn, so uhh" he turns to Zillius, "who else is coming here?" "Umm.." Zillius looks up to the sky and tries to remember, "I believe Rad man is coming alongside Jason and his friend". Attar nods and looks at the scenery before his eyes widen, "Uhh..."

"What's wrong?" Zillius asks, Attar sheepishly turns to Zillius, "Where's the restroom?". Zillius frowns, "There's a potty I made behind the house", he points. "Ahh alright, gotta go!" Attar dashes away towards the potty, leaving the slightly confused Zillius with himself. Zillius turned around and admired the evening sky, he sighs heavily, he cannot wait for his other friends to arrive. He looks towards the forest in the distance and squints his eyes, he sees a shadow running through the trees. His eyes widen, what could be in there?

Zillius grabs his axe and walks towards the forest, surely an evening stroll wouldn't hurt, right?

He walks across the trees, looking around as the sound of crickets fill the air, his eyes dart around anxiously. For some reason, he feels watched. Suddenly, something rustled in the bushes behind him, Zillius holds his axe defensively and approaches the bushes. As he pushes them out of the way, he sees a dirty yellow carboard box on the floor, it reminded him of those "food boxes" humans would purchase to feed their children. Zillius backs away and looks up at the dark sky, "It's getting late", he thought to himself. He turns around and goes back to the direction where he came from, unaware that something was indeed watching him.

The enderling watched from the bushes as he left, it kneels down and grabs the carboard box. It looks at it with its curious violet eyes and deduces it is the perfect size to wear on its head.

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