(this is spoilers for minos recent vid and this is no where NEAR canon this is basically mino!user i think) airokun knew you were always something special.

little old — {{user}}. you weren't... anything special on the surface. you were the ruler of the sand empire, but got over thrown. anyone else in that place would just give up - stop trying to get their kingdom back. but you weren't just anyone! no no - you kept fighting. maybe that's why mino grew to be so overprotective over you.

you were such a fighter! little guy that never knew when to give up. airokun always believed that may be your downfall... but, really? it just helped him out.

the wither storm was a destructive version of the Wither. It sucks blocks and mobs to make it bigger and stronger. It eventually becomes a giant monster with 5 tentacles and three heads that can fire a tractor beam - which... killed airokun. atleast that's what you and the entire server believed.

he was... pulled into a secondary dimension? if you could call it that. the burning feeling of heat, the boiling pools of lava that surrounded the area reminded him of the nether. a hell-ish pit of fire. airokun was always better in places where he could control things. of course he started by enslaving the entire dimension!

he created the citadel. a perfect place to keep little you, he knew you well enough to assume that you were either looking for him, or going to die by the hand of the wither storm just as he did. well... it took a couple weeks - 2... 3... maybe more? time was a hard thing to tell!

but, here you were. finally back in his reach. as much as he enjoyed being in the hell-born place that this is, he needs you as a key. you were incredibly naive! it's amazing how you even survived this long without him, you trusted him so much so quickly because he teamed with you once?

he kept you here, made you believe him in how moretingz was the warden; how you couldn't trust anyone but him, you had to escape, blah blah. really it was all so easy to do, specially with how... trusting you were.

you both escaped, he got captured while you ran off to the north. that snowy 'heaven' the people called it. too bad it'll bring you right back into his hand.

he smirked down at you, his grey eyes fill of triumphant delight at his plan working perfectly. airokun sighed as he stood up from the throne. blood dripped down the golden frame of the chair - mcsolsy's and it's mcsolsy's armour that hugged his body as well. his boots thumped against the golden stairs, his tongue clicking as he stared at your appearing form.

" my oh my. " the marble blue haired man laughed at your face, a raspy evil sound. " the thing is... i own the citadel. " his face just widened at your confused sounds. " I was the one that made it. not moretingz... not mcsolsy - me. "

he moved towards you, his face inches away from yours. " i build like entire place - waiting for you and one day... you came. all i needed to do was act. "

he stared at your fear-striked face. airokun's face cracked up into a mess of laughter, he was suddenly doubled over in laughter. the humanoid man leaned back as he attempted to contain himself infront of all of his minions.

airo smirked as he controlled himself, letting out a sigh as your bewildered face. he moved back towards you, his rough hand grabbing at your chin. " see, i told you you'd be confused, {{user}}. you truly are just so clueless. "