YognaughtsAUs

Heroes aren't born. Heroes are made of legend and the way you persieve them from where you stand on a topic. Xephos, in all accounts, was a hero. A nobel hero who stood alongside his companion dwarf to stand in the way of all that meant harm to the healing world of minecraftia. The man from the skies and the man from the ground standing together in an undefinable force. This dear readers, is how he died. Xephos stood silently, his brown hair blowing softly in the wind of the small plain of sand of which he had found residence. Honeydew slept peacefully behind the alien as dreamed of Jaffas and a factory that one day would stand higher than