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A Journey Through TIme - My Minecraft Tale -Endersteve (Contest Entry)

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Origins

It started with a few simple words from my brother, telling me about this indie game that seemed to just appear from nowhere; Minecraft was it's name. I remember way back when in Beta 1.7.3 I thought your single player world was apart of a global network, one giant world where players could find your house and take your goods. So thinking this I dug an underground house, starting my first ever base, I remember it had a glass floor, sporting lava below it to illuminate the room

This is apart of who I am.

My brother invited me to a small community server, It wasn't like the community servers you'd find today, things were much different back then, so much so the spawn was unprotected. So what we did as a community was build a settlement around it; a friendly invitation to new players to join in on the fun. This wouldn't last forever however. I rememember the map was reset so we had to start again - and doing so I created an underground cave house. One thing that happened before the map got reset is that I was griefed, many times infact, so as I moved away, hiding away from the world I would start my adventure - only this time as a thief.

This is apart of who I am.


Evolution

I got banned from the server, and rightfully so. I found a few servers, nothing special, they would always come and go, that is untill I found a website, a Minecraft website called Planet Minecraft, where I found a server I called my home.
Craftia.

It was here on this server that I found everything, But like all good things, it wont last forever.
Once the server fell, I found myself helping a friend building his server, It was here I pushed myself to re-create the perfection of Craftia, and we did - but far better. We created a server as players of Minecraft for players of Minecraft. Craftia may of been everything to me but this server, that I truely call home was as I would put it, apart of me as a person - who I am today. I remember my small, humble house, sitting on a tiny floating island between two mountains, I remember when iI took my first steps into The End - and claimed it by building a temple. It was because of this server I am inspired to write; I'm inspired to create.

This is apart of who I am.

Things, took a turn for the worst however for this server as it evolved into a network of servers - leaving what I loved to fall down to ashes, to nothing but a faded memory. It was then, me and two friends of mine came together, we did nothing but play minigame servers. Although we were able to re-reate Craftia, nothing, and I mean nothing could recreate the server we called our true home.

From Wow to Woe


Since the fall of our beloved home, me and my two friends... Let's call them both Doctor and Cookie for the sake of this tale. Me, Doctor and Cookie made our own server, to do nothing more than to build, screw around and meet, It was, fun while it lasted. I remember my friends very well, I remember when we went to play Hide and Seek, Cowboys and Indians and even Block Party. Things took a turn for the worse around Christmas, a day of joy turned into a day of agony. Something had happened between Doctor and Cookie, involving me, It was, painful to say the least however, after this, Doctor left us; Leaving Me and Cookie.

Cookie was devistated, she couldn't get over herself, so being the kind person I was to my best frineds I gave her a promise.
I promised I would personally see her on new years, just to cheer her up, to brighten her mood. It was then, something special sparked between me and Cookie.

All this started from a game.
This is apart of who I am.

Resolve

Things were calm, after the storm Doctor left me and Cookie to deal with. Doctor, a beloved friend was nothing more than my enemy now, I did nothing yet his hatred didn't die. Month after month passed with more minigames, things were getting boring. Cookie, told me she wanted to make a server again, one to replace our true home; that we could never replace. With the help of friends we built from the ground up a new server, It was a very rough period. Cookie was being distracted from her own server behind my back, leaving me to build everything from the ground up.

I remember apart of the server was roleplay aspect, with different towns and palces to visit. A city I was working on was called Hallowick, an idustrial state that fused magic with machine. Construction was slow, but my motivtion was at an all time high...Only to have it be dragged back down to oblivion...

Silence


My mind was in simple terms; in chaos. I couldn't think of anything else but dread and the silence. It was a living hell. I had found out that Cookie had betrayed me, because of the distraction. I lost everything at that moment, my building motivation, my drive to play the game I've fallen in love with for many years. I had to get away from the game that brought us together, I had to get away from Minecraft.

This is apart of who I am

It was then I realised, just how entwined my reality was with the game I found everything on.

. . .

At this point, I have lost everything, Craftia, Doctor, Cookie and my home of a server are just misty fragments of a story. But, I knew I couldn't suffer in darkness forever, I had to come back to the game where it all began. I came back to Minecraft to find myself again. After days of serching, I found it. A community server.

Renewal

I logged on, greeted by welcome messages by a community of people, all greeting me with smiling faces. I said Hi and went on my merry way to find a spot to create a house. I built a house by a lake and called it my home. I lured a sheep nto my house and called it Rodger Ii - another memory from Craftia, a blue sheep my friend called Rodger. I thought nothing much of this community of people; these happy faces other han strangers. I log on one day, to be greeted with the same welcomes, but a Moderator tells me that there's an event, a Capture the Flag game happening, I join the blue team and from then, I found my place in this community.

To this day I still join this community, this server of happy faces, Ive found myself as apart of the staff crew of this server.
I think, finally, after many years of looking, I've found a server to call
My home, once again.

This, is who I am. I am a Minecrafter who has seen the rise and fall of many servers, the creation of communities and their destruction. Ive been to the minigame servers, Ive survived the faction servers, Ive made my skins; I've made myself. I am the player who's met some of the best, and the worst people on a game. I've made my name known on the servers I love and I will never forget my journey.

All this started from a game

"It started with a few simple words from my brother, telling me about this indie game that seemed to just appear from nowhere; Minecraft was it's name."

-Endersteve




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Update #1 : by Endersteve 07/26/2016 4:36:02 amJul 26th, 2016

Fixed a few minor mistakes

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07/24/2016 8:03 pm
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Interesting blog, shaped a lot like mine. Good luck!
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Too Lazy to read it Malzi xD
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07/24/2016 12:09 pm
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I hope you enjoyed.
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