#me: so yeah the void's definitely sentient far older than any other life and most likely evil

[nach0]

The child was falling, faster and faster, and the cold of the void sunk into their bones.

They hadn't meant to go into the portal, they had only ever meant to look, but then they had been pushed.

Shoved in by the brother who never wanted them, they had stumbled off the small obsidian platform instantly.

And now they were falling.

They did not cry, for they knew they had no one who would do the same for them.

When the void rose to greet them they accepted it, simply waiting.

But the cold did not overtake them, what they waited for did not come.

Oh child of misfortune, your time is not today.

They did not respond, for their mother had taught them to be wary when dealing with those who held far more power than they could comprehend.

We see your pain, your sorrow that you lock away, and we can help.

They considered it, but waited still.

You need merely to accept and we shall give you all you want, a home, a family, a name that is truly yours. We shall demand no price, take no payment.

They had nothing to lose, and so they nodded. Void danced through their hair, running through the curls and leaving stars in it's wake.

Then rise, Eos, child of the Void, and know we shall guide you as you shall us.

And suddenly they were back on the solid endstone.

The cold was still ever present, but they no longer minded it. Their hair flowed freely, defying gravity and shimmering with stardust. Their arms and legs were stained with Void, an all consuming black broken only by flecks of purple and fading the further up it got.

They nodded at an enderman as it passed and their wispy tail flicked.

Eos grinned.

They were home.

#SO THIS IS A RANDOM CONCEPT I CAME UP WITH #me: so yeah the void's definitely sentient far older than any other life and most likely evil #also me: but what if it had a kid #oc: Eos