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A new world, full of adventure and excitement. The three realms had their fair share of danger, but it could easily be overcome, if one possessed the right tools for the job. This was the digital world of Minecraft.

Recent developments in the physical world had made it possible for a user to simulate themselves inside the game, appearing as their real-life selves inside the simulation. A multiplayer function soon came around, adding the option for others to join a user's world. The game rose in popularity once again, even more than it had when it was only a desktop simulation. New adventures waited, with the game being as realistic as it could get, for the time being.The simulation units were expensive, but most users thought the price was worth the prize.

Welcome to the world of Minecraft.

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Hello to you as well. Were you wanting to join this forum? You're welcome to.

yes. how do you clear your history? i think my dad's onto me, wants to check my history tonight. (im not supposed to be doing this)

I sent you a PM.

The simulation product was created by a company named EndTech co., which no one suspected of tinkering with simulation technology, connecting the real world with that of Minecraft, or of being related to Enderion, the younger brother of Netharan and ally of darkness. This is how the Lord of Pyrestone entered the game, and how this adventure would play out.

The Users were unaware that at that moment, as they played in their homes and crafted new places, the Dark Lord viewed the real world with a burning hatred. He so desired to enslave, to scorch, to burn his mark into their reality, but he was trapped, his form in this existence contained in an unknown boss fight area of the Nether; Netherhold. So he waited for the moment to arrive where he could invade the Overworld, then the real world.

((I didn't know if I can be a mob, so I made Ocelot a human as well.

I walk along the road with my sister's diamond sword in one hand, my golden sword in the other. A tear runs down my cheek. If only I had died instead of her.....

*flashback* It was the great battle against the enderman. My sister looked just like me, with no touch of evil in her. Silvery-white hair, blue eyes. Not those creepy glowing white eyes like our father had. I was about to die, beaten, hanging off the edge of the cliff as the enderman raised my golden sword above its head, ready to deliver the killing blow to my heart. But at the last second, my sister flew into the enderman, plunging them both over the cliff and into the violently churning waters of the river in the ravine below. She had sacrificed herself to save me. And I wish she hadn't. I wish that she had never died.

I trudged home, crying all the while. I pulled my tears in when I got to the village, and sadly smiled at the villagers and all the players there. I smiled at my friend, Ocelot, and my boyfriend, Tyler, as

as I walked in the door. Tyler looked at me and looked around me. He gave me a questioning glance. I shook my head, then burst into tears.

"The Eye Sees All!" The DarkFyre-lit room was filled with the priests and disciples of the Lord of Pyrestone, the chanting at a slow and steady pace. The great throne, sided by two other thrones, was seated by a ragged and ancient figure. A jagged crown of Nethergold sat upon his skull, his right eye gleaming red and the other black. Suddenly, the dark eye became a deep blood red, matching its twin. James Flametalon, the firstborn heir to Netharan, and Mooshrima, Netharan's witch-like wife, sat on the thrones beside their ruler. A court was assembled, thrones seated by the Dark Lord's risen seat of power, each with his own dark power beside him. They were assembled to decide the fate of the world above; a new territory bound to be captured soon enough.