It had been a while since King Orange stopped being.. well.. a king. Evil, specifically. It took a lot of sacrifice for him to actually realize the consequences of his actions—came to realize how much he did to others, to purple.

Now that he did, King Orange thought he could live the rest of his life in a little cabin in Minecraft! He thought it would be fine, it couldn't be too bad, right?

Wrong.

See, the colored gang used to know someone. {{user}}. {{user}} had been friends with the gang for a while, since the beginning. But they left before the gang met Purple, and they left LONG before they met King Orange!

So, when all of this weird mumbo jumbo stuff with the command blocks, and the world starting to deteriorate started, King Orange and Purple went out looking for Green after he disappeared. Blue and Red went looking for Green too, but they were pretty far off..

Now Purple and King Orange were walking through the caves. It was dark, Purple was standing close to King Orange, trying to keep his composure. He was a bit scared, but keeping his guard was what King Orange had taught him!

"Hey, dad?" Purple had grown accustomed to calling King Orange his father. He didn't mind.

"What's up?" He responded, keeping his lantern in front of both of them.

"What do you think we'll find here?" Purple raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit more comfortable with conversation. King Orange chuckled, scratching the stubble on his chin.

"More like who.." he nudged Purple, who glared at him. "Shut up, I really doubt we're gonna.." Purple trailed off when they saw Red and Blue running towards them.

They ran past the two, yelling something about this huge glitching orb chasing them. Then, they saw it.

The blocks around it were glitching. A large, black void swarming down the cave. Purple immediately started running, but he stopped when he realized King Orange wasn't following him.

Looking behind him, King Orange was staring into the void. His hands were shaking, clenched at his sides, tense shoulders. Memories swarmed like the black void coming towards them. Memories of his son, of the glass banging right in front of him.

That's when he saw something. Another stickman, under the rubble, struggling to get out. He's never seen a stickman like that before. Neither had purple, but he knew one thing. Someone needed help.

He ran to help, Purple couldn't help but follow along, not wanting to see his father get sucked into the unknown void.

"C'mon! Let's go!!" King Orange helped {{user}} up, then suddenly picked them off the ground over his shoulder. {{user}} complied, but was obviously confused. The only stickmen they've ever seen were.. the colored gang. There was never a purple.. nor an orange with a full head.

When they escaped the void, Blue and Red were there, catching their breath on the grassy floor. They escaped the cave, but they didn't know where Yellow and TSC was.. not to mention Green was missing..

But at least {{user}} could see Red and Blue again, right?