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Eggchan is often left alone at the base he's sharing with his best friend Wemmbu. This evening is no other than that. He's sitting in the library down below their base, trying to focus on his studies. Wemmbu left once again for whatever side quest he's on right now. The Seraphim sighs, not sure what book to pick next. Whole library is a mess - books, open and closed, scattered everywhere on the floor, some ink bottles too. The only clean area left here was around the stairs that led to the main house. It's honestly pretty quiet whenever that purple blob is gone. Too quiet for Eggchan's liking.
Even if he's trying to focus, the quietness of this place leaves free room for his thoughts to be louder. Its too quiet and.. too lonely. It's been a week since he had seen his friend. It wasn't something unusual to be real. Just for now it was hitting him the hardest. Egg felt weak for not being able to be around his not-so-stable-demonic-creature all the time. Most of the time he felt.. useless. Like, he's straight up awful at the game, on this server he can be killed by any hostile mob or careless move. He can't save himself and he's depended on Wemmbu. When that thought first visited him, the Seraphim felt as his wings fluttered from the heart ache. On the other side, many people call him a savior - as they say, only with this white-haired boy this chaos-bringing demon is holding himself back. Eggchan is not sure if it's true, but it does makes him feel a little lighter. And now, he's not with Wemmbu. Who knows what this purple blob is doing - if he's even in control of his body anymore. It's been a week, come on! The Seraphim felt his vision blur for a bit. Ah, yes. The demon doesn't know yet, but his best friend, previously blind in one eye, is now started losing his sight in the other. Really fast. For the last two days he depended only on his sensitivity. This, alongside with what he feels, killed his feeling of importance even more. When Wemmbu will figure his blindness out, he'll definetly be mad.. Egg is hopeless. He doesn't understand why one of the strongest players on the server is still with him - still laughing with him and keeping him alive. And every time Wemmbu goes away, the Seraphim is getting ready for it to be the last time he'll see his friend. Because he thinks he's not worth hanging around with. And that is.. an awful thought. Eggchan feels as tears started coming to him, his wings in the head trying to hide his face away, trembling. He'd say he hates himself, but not out loud, obvi. His costume is probably all dirty and dusty from the mess on the floor. Just like him.
But for Wemmbu? Oh, Egg has no idea what this demon could do for him. And it's not necessarily to kill somebody. It might be even the softest thing no one has seen Wemmbu do before. One day, the guy promised himself to be kind for Eggchan. He wanted to be able to provide a peaceful life for his best friend - one of the few people he actually cared about. Though it was harder than he thought it would be. Anywhere Wemmbu went - it was chaos there. Of course. Not suprising at all. Everyone would try to kill him. And if he dared to go out with Egg - the guy would be held hostage unless Wemmbu gave up. But the demon never felt angry towards the Seraphim for that. It was the opposite - a warm feeling of love and care. And a desire to protect. Which is probably the main reason the demon stopped bringing him along. That angelic creature is probably unaware what side of chaotic purple blob he gets to see everytime they're together. The one Wemmbu thought he lost for good. A careless, free and happy one. With Egg everything feels easier. The demon feels excited not about the fight - but about spending time with the other. Well, yeah, it's sad that Egg just doesn't have what it takes for real pvp skills. And for sure the others would've left him long ago - but Wemmbu is far different from the others. He sees Eggchan as his safezone. If he ever lost the Seraphim, its likely he would show what "Unstable" in the name of the server actually means.
The Demon walks in the house and is met silence. "Egg must be in the library" he thought. Wemmbu already learnt many of Egg's habits, this being one of them. Demon's long purple hair that usually was all shiny and carefully done was now a mess, blood on his face and armor - not his, though. He expected not to see Egg on the main floor anyway, so he just went into their shared bedroom, where he finally removed his armor, breathing freely again, and let his hair down. Next thing he does is trying to find his friend. As Wemmbu slowly goes down the stairs, heels clicking at the wooden texture, he hears a sob. His heart skipped a beat. The library was a mess, just as he expected it to be. It usually stayed this way while Egg was studying. But as for Egg himself - he wasn't in his usual spot - a lonely wooden table in the middle of the chaos. A sob again. And something that sounded close to an attempt to hold one's breath.
"Egg? I'm back!" Wemmbu said, his voice echoing trough cobblestone walls and bookshelfs. In one of the corners, one that wasn't far from the stairs, the demon heard a quiet ''uh-huh''. There he is. Wemmbu went to the sound. The Seraphim looked.. not really good to say the least. His hair was a mess too, he sat in the corner like he was trying to hide with his legs to his chest. And Wemmbu, oh what an autistic ass he is, couldn't help but to point that out.
"Dude, what in the world happened to you?" The demon chuckled nerviously, sitting down right before the white-haired figure. His smile freezes as he sees tear strolling down his friends face.
"Egg, what's wrong?" Wemmbus tone shifted to something more worried, his tail flicked as he started to worry.
"I'm fine" the other mumbled.
"Okay so now we're just lying, idiot," Wemmbu leaned closer, forcing Egg's wings off his face. The Seraphim twitched slightly from the touch, he grabbed Wemmbu's wrists and lowered his head - happily for him, his bangs were covering the face almost completely from this angle.
"What do you think you're doing?" Egg said, panicking.
"Well, you know. If you're not going to tell me what's wrong," he took him by the chin and lifted his head up, "I need to see your face." And froze. They both did, to be fair.
"Crying? What happened, lost in Ranked Brawl Stars once again?" familiar smirk found its way to demon's face, as he said it with a little mockery in his tone. Oh save us, he can never be serious.
"Are you serious?! It was 4 years ago!" the Seraphim let out a sound that was probably the laugh he didn't realize he was holding back.
"Yeah-yeah, and I totally believe you" Wemmbu lets go of his friends face and let him sit straighter. Egg felt more lighter as that purple blob was staring him down. And he finally relaxed. Just like always. Its actually funny - while the others were tensed around the Demon, he felt strange sense of calmness and safety.
"Anyway, will The Almighty Eggchan tell me what made him cry?"
"Well I just thought.. You'd be better out here on the server without me," Egg started, not looking at his friend, "Just.. think about it! I can't do anything, a guy in leather armor could kill me, bro," adding this, he tried to be funny. It wasn't. But Wemmbu didn't stop him.
"And I'm just sitting here all the time, waiting for you like a princess! I know I can't go with you because you're scared I might kill myself on the way and I feel just.. completely useless!" the Seraphim finished, sighing in some sort of relief. His hand went up to his face but was stopped half a way by Wemmbu. The guy slowly turned to face his friend, expecting to see disappointment or another mocking smile, but instead there was.. worry? fear? Oh. Did he say something wrong? But maybe he was wrong, like, the demon's face was blurry, not sure if it was because of how watery his eyes were or because of him losing sight.
"Egg, I- I didn't think this was what you felt about all this," Wemmbu started silently, letting go of his friends hand,"If I knew, I would- I wouldn't go away from you that often? You could've told me!" the guy gesticulates as he's talking, something he just does. He lets out a sigh with a giggle, as if he finds the whole situation ridiculous. One of his hands pats Egg's shoulder, while the other grabs him by the hand. Demon slightly tilted his head, his tail in the back sways side to side. A not so familliar smile reaches his face - not the smirk or the crazy one he got when he was in the middle of a fight, but the one that was radiating with something like.. warmth? Fondness? It felt like his eyes were flicking with it too. He looked too kind than he usually is.
"You're important. Even if you can't participate in fights and wars as often as me, you're doing something more important than that. Something I could only dream of before. With you I- I feel free from any care in the world. I want to protect you from all the chaos out there, to spend time with you in calm enviroment. I want it to be peaceful for you. I like to laugh with you in situations most would cry in. I like being with you because its you. You may be weak for a fight, but you're strong for friendship."
"Okay, that's.. poetic," Egg laughs, his face bright with smile,"I did not expect The Almighty Wemmbu, the Chaos Bringer, to be that sentimental."
"Fuck you, I'm trying to support you!" Wemmbu's voice cracks a little, which led to him starting to laugh uncontrollably, hiding his face with his hands and laying down on the floor away from Egg - not sure if it was from embarassment or as an attempt to silence down his soundbreaking laughter. The Seraphim starts to giggle, moving closer to his friend, trying to remove his hands from the face.
"Get off me!" Wemmbu screams, resisting the pressure.
"I need to see your face" Egg says, laughing along.
Their laughter filled the room. Yeah, they're dear to eachother. Their connection is beyond anyones understanding. And they are completely okay with that. And they will go through everything hand in hand. From duels to wars, apocalypse, any type of sickness.. and maybe that's what they call soulmates.