Let’s Play Minecraft in a World of Swords and Spells

(Walson)

On the [Mini-Map], the void of black fills everything, with no text in the title.

The world shatters, leaving only pitch darkness.

"Walson!" Derisha reaches out, trying to grab me.

“—!!!" I reach out to her outstretched hand, only to grasp empty air.

The door leading outside is getting farther and farther away, and then a series of unstable fluctuations occur, and the portal shatters.

Only the panic-inducing sensation of floating remains, pulling me into boundless darkness.

My sense of direction is confused, unable to distinguish which way is up or down, only feeling the temperature around me rapidly rising.

Black fire.

A strand of black fire ignites, interspersed with a few points of white flames, undulating and finally forming the face of a demon.

"Steve…..My…… body…." The demon's face smiles, staring at me with those eerie white eyes.

Suddenly, I have a feeling that I've seen these eyes somewhere before but can't remember where.

The black fire in front of me ripples, gradually changing its shape, eventually transforming into a humanoid form— with a tail and wings.

The sensation of falling suddenly stops, and I find myself frozen in the darkness, hanging in front of the fire person. I can't figure out whether I'm upside down or if the person in front of me is.

"Kekekekeke—"

The fire person claps its wings of black flames, emitting a strange laughter, flying several circles around me as if assessing me.

I try to move my body but find myself immobilized.

"Who are you...?" I ask.

"I am... I am... Boze... Fiam… I... am… you... I..." The fire person speaks, a wave of unbearable heat blowing over. I instinctively close my eyes, relying only on my sense of hearing.

"I—Am–HIM!!!!"

Crack!

“Gah!” I can't help but let out a pained grunt as I felt something extremely hot squeezing my neck. I open my eyes and find that those eerie white eyes are staring directly into mine.

The scorching heat from the depths of my soul makes me scream, It's as if my entire being is about to be evaporated and melted, and a sizzling sound echoes.

With my neck being squeezed, I soon can't even produce a sound. I lose sensation in my neck, feeling like I'm about to be destroyed by this high temperature.

At this moment, I suddenly understand who the person in front of me is.

In the past, Miss Teigitan and Miss Nakula, who underwent 'Withering,' also exhibited abnormal phenomena. Looking at what is happening, could this thing in front of me is the Elemental Guardian of Flame?

"My body, first... It needs to be sealed until the day when my true body comes...." The fire person emits a sharp laugh, countless intricate magic circles enveloping me layer by layer.

However, I'm powerless, feeling my five senses and magic being heavily locked... Ha... so this is what it feels like to be sealed?

My vision is completely lost, and in a few seconds, I won't be able to hear anything anymore...

...

Clang, the sound of shattered glass resonates, followed by the furious roar of the fire person.

The restraining force on my body disappears, and my vision suddenly becomes clear. I am being pulled upwards!

I lift my head, and what comes into view is a golden figure with spread-out thin wings.

"Walson, don't worry, I'll take you up right away." The face wearing goggles and a helmet smiles slightly at me.

Barella!? How is she here!? Wasn't she supposed to have already gone through the portal!?

Right now, we are face to face, she holds me around the waist, and with the enhanced horsepower of the [Wing of The Wasp], she pulls me up rapidly.

The roars from below continue, and the fire person rolls around. The flames on its body start to flicker, alternately black and red, constantly shimmering.

"I smashed a bottle of milk on it," Barella says. "According to the stories you told before, that should be the right way to deal with it, right?"

I can only nod at Barella, unable to respond, or rather, I seem unable to speak.

Barella notices the burn on my neck, pauses, then immediately tightens her hold on me. From her "waist pouch," she takes out a bottle of healing potion and puts it in my hand.

"This is the last one; use it later. Hold on to me, and we'll find the portal to get out!" Barella says, scanning around, looking for the existence of the portal.

However, despite circling and flying for a long time, she still hasn't found the door leading out.

I try to struggle a bit, and this movement naturally doesn't escape her notice.

"Don't panic! I jumped down specifically to save you. After we go up, I'll definitely demand some rewards from you." She seems to have misunderstood my psychological state and speaks some nonsensical words to ease the tension.

However, what I'm thinking right now, who are unable to speak, is to scold this idiot in front of me loudly and get her to leave.

Why did she jump in to save me!? The portal had just collapsed in front of my eyes, and now there's no way out!

“He — is — mine!" The fire person below continuously flickers between red and black, appearing extremely unstable but still opening its demonic mouth and spewing out an expanding black flame.

It engulfs the entire world with a single breath, and the boundless void turns into a black flame.

This is its domain, the flame hell it constructs, devouring everything and burning it to ashes.

As I closed my eyes, the sight of Barella burning wings became the last thing I saw.

...

...

I don't know if this infinite void has a ground, but I know I have many wounds on my body.

Right now, I am kneeling on a pitch-black plane, and the entire sky has turned into a strange scene of black and red flames intermingling.

In the black flames, there's a being with an angry expression on its face casting me a chilling look.

On the side, two flames push against each other, wrestling for domination. It made me feel a little surprised, as it turns out that flames can be "burned" by other flames.

I lower my head, looking at the person lying in my arms, feeling a sense of emptiness in my heart.

"Walson... don't look at me..." She curls up her body and refuses to look at me.

There is no intact skin or clothing left on her body. Only darkened and burnt substances cling together, emitting an indescribable smell.

The bottle of potion I was holding broke into pieces upon landing just now, and my own inventory was depleted not long ago.

Now, all I can do is tremble and shake her with my hands, hoping she won't fall asleep.

This fool... why did she protect me... why...

"Don't... look at me... I hope... I look... beautiful... in your eyes..." Still curled up, but her breath is delicate as a thread.

No, you have always been beautiful... in my heart, you have always been beautiful...

My throat is destroyed, and I have no ability to speak. I hold her, and that's all I can do.

Something important inside my body seems to have been forcibly torn away, leaving my mind blank.

I don't know when it started, but I had long been accustomed to having her, who was understanding, by my side.

My eyes suddenly blurry, my body trembles uncontrollably, and I hold back tears in front of her, almost suffocating.

The feeling of powerlessness and guilt engulfed me, at the fact that there was nothing I could do.

She gradually loses warmth, and all I can do is lay there with her, powerless.

I really am useless, in the end, I still cannot protect anyone.

I look up at the sky, feeling both despair, wanting to shout something, but my throat, destroyed, cannot allow me to do so.

...A long time passes.

The black flame has disappeared at some point, leaving only the burning red flames filling the entire sky.

A burning fireball slowly descends, gradually transforming into a humanoid figure. No longer the black that took everything away, but a scorching and boiling red.

"I am called Boze vlam." After a long time, a voice echoes in my mind. I immediately understand that the voice comes from the fire person in front of me. "The ruler of the labyrinth, controlling everything in the maze and knowing everything in the maze."

...

"This also includes what is in your hearts, your memories, and everything, about the cubes, and the Earth itself." Boze Vlam opens its arms, flames rise, surrounding me and him.

...So what?

"...Kin of Nakula..." Boze vlam's voice continues.

Why did you kill her— she was clearly innocent, innocent! Why did you let her die so tragically!

She didn't do anything wrong— She’s just stupid enough to... protect me...

Vassal? God? Saving the world? Why did I lie to myself?

I’m just a [Villager], not a [Hero], why did I pretend otherwise?

From the beginning, I shouldn't have brought everyone here...

My body keeps trembling, and I emit strange laughter, but tears cannot stop falling.

...How can I let her die like this...

"...You broke."

What do you know! I yelled at the top of my burned throat.

She was killed by you! The bastard who calls himself a Guardian!

I let go of Barella, forced myself to stand up, and ignoring the mind breaking pain from every inch of my body, staggered towards the Guardian of Flame, but before that, my forehead was hit by a light sphere, and I fell backward.

"...Forget it. I should not interfere with the lives of ordinary people. as an apology for what just happened— let me return what you have lost to you."

As the light sphere collides with my mind, something seems to be detached from my memory in an instant. Then, a large amount of information explodes in my mind, and my consciousness cannot withstand such pressure, immediately disintegrating.

No... how can it be like this... The vision gradually turns white, and I collapse to the ground.

"Sleep, when you wake up— everything will be fine."