Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20151106072046/@comment-26084195-20151106080759

Eureka stands at the funeral, regal as ever, his cold metal face revealing no emotion, for it cannot. Inside his metallic head, the same thought rotated over and over again. ''I could have saved him. I could have saved him.''

They had been at that battle together, of course. It was rare to see Glosur fighting anything without Eureka close by. And then there came that glittering opportunity, that chance to topple the tower. Of course he had taken it. But if he hadn't, Glosur would still be here.

I could have saved him.

''Nonsense! This was the right path, and Glosur would have wanted it this way. He would have gladly exchanged his life for victory. Now, stop the self-pity train, Eureka! Self pity is a luxury you cannot afford.''

Suddenly, to everyone's surprise, Eureka breaks the silence. He utters a short phrase none present understand, for it was spoken in the language of the Endermen. "May you find peace and happiness in the Eternal Build." He moved in and placed a small, odd-shaped crystal (an Eye of Ender) in the casket, then vanished in a flash of purple.