The Fall of the Charybliss, King of the Blazes PART 1 of 2
Bugadoo clutched his sword. He knew he only had a few seconds before Charybliss, the King of the Blazes, blasted a fireball glowing like the sun at him, annihilating him in a matter of seconds. And if he didn’t die from the initial explosion, the fire would burn him down until he was far past dead. He felt like he was staring into the eyes of Death himself. The settle glow of the Blaze King hurt his eyes, and the reflection shining from his glasses didn’t help, either. Charybliss’s every breath groaned with the sound of clanking metal and steel. When he spoke, it sounded like the crunching of iron: “Pitiful Overworld player.” he snapped. “I knew I would find you here. You have the one thing that I and every other King of this hellish world want.” Bugadoo knew exactly what he meant: the Nether Star. It was concealed in his back pocket, but it was shining so brightly it kind of gave itself away. “Give it to me.” The King’s voice was stern and serious. “Why should I?” Bugadoo snapped back. “Don’t get smart with me, player. Or I will charr your flesh down to the bone with one of my fiendish fireballs.” This sent chills down Bugadoo’s spine. His diamond armor glistened, and his diamond sword was pointed directly at the Blaze King. “We could argue about this all day, player. But I warned you about my fireballs.” the King said. With a flick of one of his golden rods that circled around him, a Wither skeleton armed with a enchanted diamond sword and iron armor landed behind Bugadoo. The skeleton reached out and grabbed the Nether Star, Bugadoo only having time to flash a shocked expression on his face. The Wither skeleton hurled the Star at the Blaze King, who caught it and pocketed it behind a column of smoke. “Now to take care of you…” the Blaze King wheezed. Bugadoo whipped around and locked his sword in a defensive position. “You will face my wrath, and there is nothing you can do about it!” the King screeched.