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Part three... last part?

Eureka put the armor on. As he did so, the throne room, which had been so dark before, became crystal clear. He held the Nightfall sword in his hand. It was so dark, it seemed to absorb all light.

"THAT LOOKS GOOD ON YOU." Troy said. "YOU LOOK JUST LIKE AN ENDER VILLAGER, EXCEPT MUSCLIER AND WITH HORNS."

"Why, thank you Troy."

The Endperor smiled. "Your friend is very flattering."

"I WOULD LIKE TO BORROW A TORTURE CHAMBER AND A PIG."

The Endperor looked confused. "Um... what?"

"Why do you want to borrow a pig and a torture chamber?"

"... BECAUSE."

The Endperor motioned to an Enderman, who led Troy to an underground room. Then, a pig was brought to him. For the next five minutes, the sounds of lava, fire, saws, bones being broken, and pig squeals all poured from the room. Then, Troy came back out, his expression totally blank (although that's no surprise, since his face is comprised of a single blue eye on a stalk).

"What were you doing in there?"

"YOU ACCIDENTALLY PROGRAMMED A DESIRE TO TORTURE CUTE ANIMALS TO DEATH IN ME."

Eureka shook his head. "I knew that I shouldn't have routed the second and 23rd pathways through the primary backup for the three chip matrix system."

"YES, THAT WAS A BAD IDEA."

And so it was that Eureka and Troy stood looking over a vast army of Endermen. The Endperor, and his circle of mages, approached him. "The army awaits your command, general."

Eureka turned to the Endermen. "Your people have suffered under the tyranny of that lizard long enough! Let's go retake your island in the shadows! TO WAR!!!" And with that, the men of the End phased to the Isle of Shadows.

The battle that ensued cannot be put into words for two reasons. 1: it was far too epic to describe without this story being turned into a major motion picture. 2: accounts of the battle would make this post far too long. In short, the legions of the Imperium had taken the Dragon Empire forces by surprise, and they also had better armor, better weapons, better sorcerers (in fact, the Dragon Empire had no sorcerers at all), and the genetically engineered Ender Golems and Ender Titans. Many Dragon Soldiers actually joined the Imperium in the fight.

Eureka's battle with the dragon was short. They didn't waste time with pre-combat speeches glorifying the other's faults, the simply dove right in. Utilizing the power of teleportation, he teleported from tower to tower, shattering the crystals that gave health to the Dragon. He then engaged the beast directly. In a burst of purple fire, much of his armor burned off. And so, as the dragon soared around for another attack, he opened his chest plate and fired.

The charges hit their target head on. Injured and on fire, the dragon charged for a final attack. Like a knight from a story, Eureka extended his arm blade and held it before him. The dragon impaled itself on the sword. Eureka was nearly crushed as the impact forced him into an obsidian pillar, but he survived. Troy joined him at his side, and together they defeated the last of the dragon soldiers.

What is there to tell after that? An enormous statue of Eureka was constructed over the skeleton of the dragon. The End was increased in size and number of islands, and a city of unparalleled magnitude was constructed on every inch of it. It's size dwarfed even the Red City, or the ruins of the Dwarven capital. The Imperium spread into Minecraftia, and a great many villages and towns were established. The six-foot Endermen, known as Farlanders, began to live in harmony with the Testificates. And, though the Testificates were still in power, the third age was officially over, to be replaced by the fourth age, the age of Ender.

This thwarted Herobrine's plans to destroy the Testificates as he had the Orcs and Dwarves.

Then, one day, nearly a hundred years after the fall of the Dragon, Eureka came down with a mysterious, inexplicable flu. As a robot, this shouldn't happen to him. And yet, he was lying in bed, his plating was very hot, his internal systems were overheating, and he was excreting coolant from pores at a hitherto unseen rate. The best medics in the Imperium tried to find out what was going wrong, but it was Troy who found the answer. He was turning into an Enderman.

He had spent so long with the Endermen, spent so long living in the End, that the darkness of the End was, for lack of a better term, corrupting him. He would soon grow taller, get purple eyes, have teleportation skills, get hurt by water, and feel angry when people looked him in the eye. There was no way to stop the process, so he was instead, transported out of the End. A fortress was constructed in the Overworld. There, the corruption would only advance further when he gets injured. However, the dark skin had already covered half his body, his left eye had gone purple, and he could teleport. He was, furthermore, now seven and a half feet tall, and found liquid so irritating he could only drink melon juice.

He was happy now, however. He was truly one with the people who had given him his freedom. He, Troy, and the Endermen led an excellent life in his fortress, usually experimenting with the modification of the fabric of the Overworld.

One day, however, he was spoken to by a heavenly voice. Someone named Eru Illuvatar was calling him. He told him that Arda, the dimensional plane that he created, was in peril. Evil was seeking to destroy his children and corrupt it's beauty. And so it was that Eureka, now calling himself Eureka Enderborn, came to Middle Earth. He ventured throughout Middle Earth. On his journeys through Eriador, the Rangers found him so helpful they assigned one of their own, a man named Anduthuine, to help him. As he crossed through the Blue Mountains, the Dwarves there decided to assign an axe-thrower to aid him, as he was having difficulty navigating. Eventually, he came to Lindon where, after completing many quests and eventually leading an assault on Angmar, they granted him an ancient relic: the spear of Gil-Galad. He then led an army of High Elves out of Lindon, and ventured into Rohan. At the Easternmost tip of the White Mountains foothills, he constructed a fortress known as the Gray Keep. His forces remain there to this day, defending the Eastfold of Rohan against attacking Mordor soldiers. From his blessings, Quendite developed beneath the White Foothills, and forests of Mallorn trees began to pop up. The forces of Gondor and Rohan both came to know him as "Lord of the White Foothills" and he was a nation in his own right, though his land was technically Rohan's, and a little of Gondor's. And that, my friends, is how I ended up here.