Ranboo was sitting out in the woods, it was a few hours after the whole SMP got destroyed. He sat on the grass, his breath hitching within every tear that fell out his green and red eye.

He wanted to be alone, but he wanted to see how his friends were doing.

Suddenly, a voice popped up behind the young Enderman. It was familiar, but how?

"Well..Hello there, Ranboo. Missed me?"