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CRAFTVERSE Episode 1: Mob Boss
Disclaimer: The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. The events are purely through imagination and creativity and not to be taken seriously. Last but not least, enjoy!
If there are any items, characters, roles or ideas that has not been credited or credited wrongly, please feel free to contact me through PMC!
Thumbnail drawn by me using Pixilart
Characters:
SuperPro - Me, obviously! :)
Zebraplayz - My best friend
Flxxxxxxxxxxxzy - My other best friend (Guys I swear he's real. I do have friends, just not a lot.)
Herobrine - Nobody knows who or what he is... (By Copeland)
Entity 303 - Herobrine's arch-enemy (By TheSpeed179)
KillDazEnemiez - Fictional friend
LittleTimonthy - Another fictional friend
Dream - MC YouTuber
Evil Dream - Dream, but evil (By JeffVix)
The Hermits - The residents of Hermitcraft
Null - Deadly glitch (By AlongCameJosh)
Master_Murder - ??? (By SuperPro)
Worlds:
Moblock - Fictional server (By SuperPro)
Hypixel - Popular server (By Simon Collins-Laflamme, and Philippe Touchette)
Hermitcraft - Famous MCYT SMP (By Generikb)
Dream SMP - MC YouTuber Dream's private SMP (By Dream and George not found)
Donut SMP - Public SMP known for violence (By DrDonut)
2b2t - Messed up public server with hackers (By Hausemaster)
MCC - Famous Minecraft Competition (By Smajor1995 and Noxcrew)
Minecraft Mayhem - Another Minecraft competition (By Shalomanon)
Lifesteal SMP - Killing involved Minecraft server (By Jepexx and Mapicc) (Idea by ParrotX2)
BendersMC - Avatar themed server (By Kai Anderson)
Echocraft - An SMP... Yeah, pretty much it (By GeminiHex)
"That's not how you build it!" I was exhausted from all this building, yet for some reason my friends can't even complete a single build in three hours. "You have to give it a nice, finished look! It's a rocket, for god sake! Why the hell does it look like a concrete skyscraper?"
"We tried our best, boss." That was my friend Zebraplayz, but we called him Genius since his full username was annoying. "It's hard to get the dimensions when you're up close."
I sighed. "You know what? Let's do this tomorrow. It's 11 o'clock in the evening, so let's call it a day and get rested. Computers up at o nine hundred. You're dismissed."
We walked through the portal and went back to the main lobby of Moblock. There were still players online, probably either gamers staying up late or people from different time zones. That was the one thing I love about Minecraft: It connects people from all around the world, from all ages to all nationalities.
It was almost time for the weekly server reboot, so my friends waited around while I, being the server host, started typing in the command and telling everybody to save if they have anything in progress.
A red message popped up. [The following procedure {Server_Reboot} is not allowed.] I frowned. That was weird. I should have had full command over any procedures and workings. I typed in the command once again. The same message popped up.
My friends were starting to get restless. "You done yet, SuperPro?" That was KillDazEnemiez, or KDE for short as we call him.
"There's some problem with the reboot command." I was a bit frustrated. I was looking forward to sleeping, but for some reason, the computer refused to co-operate with me.
"Leave it for now." That was LittleTimonthy. He was quite laid back, and was currently drinking something, according to his discord sound. The slurping was very obvious.
"We can't. It's a necessary precaution against hackers. I have to-" another strange message had popped up. My friends have all gone quiet, so I assume they got the message too.
[Master_Murder is logging into {Anvil_Accident_WIP}/ Unauthorized Warning]
"Anvil Accident? That minigame we're working on?" It was Flxxxxxxxxxxxzy, another friend of mine. To shorten things, we call him Flixzy. "It's supposedly off-limits to the public. Also, who is Master_Murder?"
I sighed. 'Do I look like I know? Seriously, guys. We better-" I was interrupted by a huge explosion.
"What the-" Genius was flying, but he suddenly fell from the sky. Incredibly, I heard the unmistakable thud of a player taking damage. "I'm in Survival mode?!" I checked my HUD. I was in Survival mode too.
Ping! A message pop up in the server discord. I switched tabs and hopped in. There were several messages with players in the minigame Last Stand screaming about attacks, mobs, murder and their game crashing, and generally causing mass panic among the Moblock community.
I made a snap decision. "Flixzy, you come with me. The rest of you, stay alert and call me on any news."
I jumped into the Last Stand portal. The screen was replaced by 'loading world' screen that all Minecraft players know, except it looked a bit off. I didn't focus on it, though. I was on the verge of a panic attack. It had taken me years to develop this server. I didn't want it to be lost in a single moment.
I arrived into a scene of chaos. Last Stand was a survival game in which the players were to work together in defending a base against an endless horse of zombies with weapons like guns and turrets. So far, they had been holding on well, but what I saw was the exact opposite. Many players were fighting bravely in holding back the dead, but I saw, impossibly, skeletons, creepers, spiders, phantoms, and much, much more horrors.
"How the heck?" Flixzy was staring dumbfounded at the mobs. "That shouldn't be possible! We added commands to stop other kinds of mobs spawning, only zombies!"
"Stop standing there like a statue and help!" I typed in a custom command. /equip @s kit_trident
To my relief, the command worked and my inventory was overridden by the gear and weapons required for the Double Trident Strategy. Killy, the melee trident and Throwy, the ranged trident appeared in my hands. I turned around and saw that Flixzy had done the same and was wielding an axe and fishing rod, his favourite weapon combo.
I raised the one-use 'Thunder Totem'. The sky immediately turned gray and cloudy. Rain fell down as thunder boomed.
Flixzy was already engaged in fighting, hooking away stray mobs and beheading them. "Most kills wins!"
"Are you serious right now?" I slammed into a legion of zombies and made quick work of them. "Fine! Challenge accepted!"
A squad of skeletons rained down a shower of arrows. I blocked a couple and proceeded to Riptide into the middle of the base, where the players were fighting valiantly. Some were treating the wounded and Flixzy was standing nearby, picking off zombies one by one with a bow and arrow.
"To me!" I shouted and rushed out with Flixzy right behind me. The other players repeated the cry and fought back with renewed force. Players returned fire as mobs fell. Someone managed to get their hands on a TNT cannon and was blowing up zombies and spiders with gusto.
I plunged into the melee, slashing and stabbing. I threw my Channeling Trident and the lightning crashed down, incinerating half a dozen skeletons. Wave after wave of bullets hit mobs, cutting them down. TNT exploded mid air, taking down a bunch of phantoms.
Suddenly, darkness seemed to engulf the place. Torches flickered out one by one. A cold gale blew across the map. Fear and terror crashed down on to the players.
"What's happening?!" Flixzy landed beside me with a enderpearl. "I felt the... well, a feeling that something's not right."
"Same here." I drank a Strength Potion. "We're gonna need outside help. If we don't, this'll turn into a massacre."
Cries of surprise rose among the other players, interrupting our conversation. They were pointing and staring at something, and we followed their gazes to see a player in black with red streaks down his body. His nametag was glitching out, but I managed to see the words Master and Murder. That was presumably the Master_Murder that we've seen in the message.
In his main hand held a weird looking sword. In his other hand, he held a staff. He raised the sword and lightning came crashing down, sending a couple of players back to the respawn screen.
"I take right, you take left!" I shouted and Flixzy nodded at me. We both plunged into the melee, decapitating and slaughtering mobs. However they never seem to stop coming. The remaining players were in bad shape. They were heavily overwhelmed and losing people by the minute. Still, they fought on bravely. The TNT cannon had been wrecked, but the players were still shooting at the mobs, then using their axes to kill mobs when they ran out of ammo.
I continue forward, leaving piles of dead mobs behind me. Now that I was closer to Master_Murder, I finally knew where the mobs were coming from. He kept on slamming the staff against the ground every dozen seconds or so and when he did, a bunch of mobs will crawl their ways out of the ground. He's summoning them like a necromancer.
Without warning, a loud siren blared. I looked in the direction of the main base and saw a silo shaking and shuddering as it opened and out fire a beacon beam of red, so bright that it burned my eyes. The mobs screamed and turned their heads away and I made easy work of them.
Of course, I knew what the beacon was. It was known as Code Red 2A After all, I was the one who installed it. The Moblock server had a series of emergency procedures that was supposed to be used in times of great need, like now. It was a signal for help and reinforcement.
A couple of moments later, a responding beacon fired far away in the distance, yellow, as bright as the sun. I breathed a sigh of relief. The problem of backup was solved.
I turned my attention back to Master_Murder. He was staring at the beacons while his guards were groaning and hissing. They were all obviously distracted. It's now or never.
I leapt at the group and tossed Throwy at the monsters. Lightning crashed down on them and the mobs scattered. I landed in the middle and wielding a trident in each hand, I started to hack at the mobs. To my surprise, they could block my strikes quite well and can even attack as a group. Master_Murder himself was leaning back and watching us fight, occasionally summoning some new mobs.
Change of plans. I Riptided high into the air and emptied two stacks of enderpearls in a single go.
It was a huge gamble, yes. Enderpearling to death is not unheard of. And I have no idea where I might land. However, it seemed to work.
The mobs stared up in shock at me and the rain of pearls. Even Master_Murder was dumbfounded by it.
From my toss, I can see that the pearls would be spread throughout the mobs, so I readied myself with an awesome battle stance (Well, as awesome as it can be, especially if you're mid air).
The moment the first enderpearl landed, I feel the world spin around me and I was among the mobs. I slashed out, feeling my tridents rip through flesh and bone. I barely had time to strike another time before I feel myself being pulled away.
By the time I had finished, all the mobs were lying dead or writhing in agony. Some zombies were reduced to a pile of ashes from a lightning blast while the skeletons are now a mix of broken bones and shattered bows on the ground.
I turned to face Master_Murder. "Whoever you are, stop being a coward and fight me face-to-face instead of hiding behind your mobs."
He let out a deep guttural laugh. "̸͔̫̣̬͙͔̙͔͎̓͑͘͝Ä̸͍̘͍̜̭͓́̈́͌͐͒s̴̛̮̣̈́̀͜͝ ̷̤̖̙̤͚̄ỳ̷̖͉̺̖͔̟̗̤̮̾̄o̶͚̣̯̦̜̝̯͖͆͂̏̊̏͝u̴̥̞̲̥̤̣̲̣͆͒̓̃͂ ̶̺̬͉̘̹̖̋͒̽̿̓̋͘ͅw̶̱̩͖͍̩͉͓̙͋̊̈̀̍͗͛i̴̻̲͙͔̝̐̄̾̎̂͂s̵̢͙̟̥͌́̒̈͊͜h̶̟͖̘̩̳̝̤̾ͅ.̸̢̮̪̫̪̗̋̄͆̏"̷͕̂̒̆͛͛̎̽̓̈
His voice was distorted and sounded of glitches. He held up his hand and to my surprise, a crack appeared beneath his feet and headed straight for me. Rows of jagged stone rose along it. I leapt to one side as the crack passed, barely missing me by centimetres.
I spun around and tossed my trident at where he was standing... well, where he had been standing. He was nowhere to be seen. Too late, I turned. A kick sent me flying half a chunk away.
I stood up, gritting my teeth. I reached out and the trident flew back to my hands. Master_Murder was now holding a giant black claymore that was as tall as himself. Smoke and fog was rising from it, and it gave out a dark aura.
He charged me with surprising speed. Leaping impossible heights, his sword came crashing down and I raised my trident just in time to catch the blade. A shockwave blasted out, uprooting trees and shrubbery.
"Get down!" A voice shouted. I leapt to one side as an explosion rocked me off my feet. When I looked up, there was a crater, but Master_Murder was still perfectly fine.
""̵̱̖̜̣̙́̿͂ͅV̸̧̳̹̦͙̞͑͋̃̌̾͐ę̶̺̤̩͔̯͚̎̋͗͛̏r̸͇̈́̋̈͑̄͛͠y̷̛̦̠͔͚͙͙̒̽̿́ ̵̨̛̎̓͂͜ͅi̷͎̗̎̊́n̷̨̧̦̯͌͗͗́̚͠͝t̵̖͖̙̥̪̗̐̂̿͠è̴̺̟͂͋͂̋̽͝r̷̞͖̞̖̘͔̅e̶̡͋̈́͑́̅̌s̵̢͔̭̪̣̻̄̊ͅt̶̞̯̯̘̽͛̀͘į̵̻̼̯͎͛̀͑͊͑̚̚ṅ̴̢͎̹͎̥͚̀́́͘g̶̦̻͖͚͌̋̄̿̕.̷̼̣̫̻̄̀̒̋͌̿"̵̧̗̼̺̐͗͑̒͝ He studied the crater. "̵͖͙̤͈̓͌̆Ý̷̨̙̓ŏ̸̡̰̪̱̺͎̀̊͝ú̷̦͍̥̦̜ ̸̝̰͍̩̗͖̗̈́͌͗͆a̵͍̟̼͔͐̀r̴̢̞̗̻̲̖͍̀̀̌ḙ̶̂̈́̍̕͝͝ ̸̧͕̂̏̆̑̈́q̶̭̜͌͒u̷͉̤̺͒͐̈́̉ḭ̸̂ṱ̸̙̟̂ę̷̧̨̖̝̠̇̆̑̐̋̓ ̶̪̀̔͑̔̆f̴̼̙͓̫̦̦̌̈́̓̄ͅǫ̶̲̩́̀̓́̑r̶̟̔͗̀m̵̡͖̠̙̞͂̑͒̇͛̽͝i̷͔̣̥̥̳̤̇̉́̑̽̃̒͜d̸̦͚̗̱͛̀̈͛̄̕̚͜â̶̢̭b̶̜̝̆̾͛l̶̛͚͚͔̩̞̦̊̑̐̇ͅè̷͔̍́̋͘͝͝.̸̠̊̀̾̓̍ͅ ̶̯̥̽̀͌̀ ̵̞͓̔͐͂́B̸̧̺̦̟͍̰͍̃́́͑u̵̢̜̪̼͕͚͕̽̊t̴͚͎̱̔̌̄̍͝ ̴̢͖͖͑͂̎͂͑̄̂n̸̗͓̥̈͗̾̈́̕o̵͙̣̓w̴̬̫͎͓̫̳͕̒͘ ̶̛̱͈̲̽̾̓y̴͈͕̎͂̐̀̒̇o̶̡̝͈͎̳͕̩̓̏̈́̆̏̅̕u̸̡̨̙̩̜͎̮̓̒̕ ̴̱̭͔̯̤̂͊̾ͅm̷̧̻͕̟̥̝̳̌͐̒̊̄͌̕ű̷̻̺͇̲͉ś̵̢͕̤͓̙͎̟̀̓̿̄̎ṱ̷̛͍ ̸̬̠̻̝̝̜̀ͅD̶̻͎̀̐I̴̮͆͊͂̉͂E̵̞̓́̍̋͗!̵̢̪̘̠͍̫̋͊̊͜͠"̵̧͍͚̒ He screamed out the last word.
As I lay there catching my breath, dark tentacles broke their way through the ground and reached for a spot a distance away. I heard slashing and the sound of things being cut. However, in just a couple seconds, more tentacles rose and when they came back, they were dragging an alive but battered Flixzy.
"No!" I shouted and charging Master_Murder, I thrusted my trident at his chest with all my strength. As he staggered back, I spun on my left foot and delivered a kick into his face. I finished by grabbing a netherite sledgehammer from a fallen warrior and swung it into him, knocking him into the sky and out of sight.
Immediately, I rushed to check Flixzy's condition. He looked well enough and I was about to cut the tentacles and free him when he choked out, "Behind you!"
I barely had time to turn my head before a dark streak was upon me. I was pushed backwards at shocking speeds and I stabbed both my tridents into the dirt, trying to slow down myself. Still, it was a good couple seconds before friction stopped me, and my weapons have left deep scars through the soil.
Master_Murder was there in the distance, except he was now wielding two black swords. He spun them in his hands and beckoned towards me, inviting me to go over to him.
I chugged a healing potion and instantly, my mind cleared and the pain in my body lessened. I feel strength return to my limbs and I tightened my grips on my tridents.
Master_Murder beckoned again and I shook my head, refusing the offer. He shrugged and in a flash, he was on me.
I sidestepped and as Master_Murder passes by me, time itself seemed to slow down. Then I realize it did slow down. I could count every pixel on his skin.
"Ý̴̪̇̾o̵͉͍̤̊́͠u̵͘͜͝ ̶͇͎̯́̽̕c̸̗͕͆̾a̸̤̅n̸͇̈n̴̰͐̌ó̶̙̭̕t̵̞̩̔̇ ̸̤̦̻̐̔e̶͚̜̩̿̌̐s̵̳̺͖͆̚c̶̤̄a̷͚̩͝p̷͎͐̉͊e̷̟͚͐ ̶̣͇͋͊̌m̸̡̱͉̓͊ė̷̹ͅ.̴̝̲͝ ̸̢̙̓̋͆ ̴̢͈̘̎̓W̶͌͜h̵͇̙̐̆ȩ̴̡̀̉r̸̗͇͕̀̊e̷̙͕͋v̷͕̌̈́̈́ḙ̵̤̆̑͜r̸̟̐ ̷͈̻̣͌̓̚y̶̨͕̼͋̐o̸̖̩͔̿͝u̶̼̪͋́̑ ̷̨͇̌̚ạ̶̈́ŗ̴̒̔e̸̥̠͒̽,̶̭̠̇̈́ ̷̗̗̂̎͜͝Į̶̱̒ ̶͓̓̋͒ͅw̶̖͚̠̏ì̵̧̛̜̿͜l̷̪͈͂̂̊l̴̜͂̇ ̷̩͑͑̎b̸͈̒e̷̮̍͛ ̵̖͠t̶͙̦̯̿ḣ̶̞ē̵̢̻̾̌r̶̟̃͑e̶͍̾̚͠.̷̗̙̂͝ͅ ̶̺̳̽̎ ̵̡̔̓͘S̶̬͍̹̉͗̕o̴̧̗͂̿͜ ̷̢̭̌͜w̵̟̘̩͌h̷͚̠͆y̴̮͍̾ ̷̝͘b̷̧̹́ơ̴̧̠͌͑t̴͍͖͖̏h̷̡̼̬͑̈́é̴̗̃r̶̲͔̲̄̆̊ ̷̧͈͑̓͊͜f̸͎̮̖̽i̶͙̠̜̎g̶͍̓̄͝ȟ̶͙̫͠t̸̢̢͙̊̈́̈́į̷̭͙̓́n̴̼̥̙̽g̷̪͛̍͘?̵̣̫̫̋̀͠" Master_Murder hissed. "L̸̡̝͊̊ë̵̟̔t̴̤̖͍̎̈́̈́ ̷̧͈͑́̕d̸͉͛̊ä̸͙̱̫́r̵̥͍̹͂̉̕k̶̼̖̟̊̏n̷͕͗e̷̟̳̅̀͝s̷̠͒͋͝s̴̪̐́ ̴̫́t̷̳͙̊̇a̷̬̹͌k̷̢͑͊e̷̢̓́ ̷͎̦̟̆͝y̶̳̍͊̔o̴̜͋͌͜ụ̶̝̮̈.̷͍̣͌͑͠ ̴̼̙̳͊ ̶͕͂L̸̩̓͐͛è̵̤̼̲ț̶͌̎̿ ̸̢̢̉̈̀d̵̟̬͋̏̽ā̵̲̕͝r̴͍̰̈k̴͖̑n̸̥̐e̵̜̪̋͝š̴͕̙̈́š̴̡̙ ̶̹̺͗r̷̨̟̊ù̶̬̹͚̓l̸͓̿̊ȩ̶̭̗̄̎.̸̟͆̌ ̶̞͙́̈́͂ ̶͔̯̘͛B̷̗͉̉o̸̫̙͗̕͝w̷̼̐͜ ̸͇͈̃̃̚t̴̩͘͜o̸̫͗ ̶͖͌̾͌M̷̯̭̜̾̑͛E̸͈͖̓̈́ͅ!̴̡̳̗̈́"
Time returned to its original state. Master_Murder sped by me, but I felt a searing pain in my leg and knew that he had managed to slash at me. Blood splattered down on to the soil and trickled down from my mouth as I searched my inventory for something, anything that would help.
Movement out of the corner of my eye caught my attention. Following my instincts, I somersaulted forward as the sound of thudding sounded behind me. Not a moment too late. As I stand up, a dozen swords pierced the ground where I had been standing less than a second ago.
I wielded my tridents bravely, but I was losing blood fast. I spat out a mouthful of blood and grimaced. Master_Murder stood a distance away, a body of dark energy.
"Come at me if you dare." I snarled.
"Y̷̞͆ỏ̶͍̻͊͜ú̵͙̼͎ ̴̙̺̗̀ḥ̶̪̣̓̂â̸̱̯̟͂v̴̟̊e̸̲̿ ̴̗̟̖͒ń̵̢̪͒ơ̶̟͚̩̕͘ ̴̹͈̪̈̽́i̸̥͈͌͘d̸͍̩͋̿e̴̮̤͌ȧ̷̝.̵͙̑.̵̜͊̇.̸͔͕͛͝" In a flash, Master Murder was right in front of me, sword raised. "W̶͚̲͆h̸̖̼̣̍͝o̷̧̗̊̒̀ ̶̨̪̮̊͛ý̶̻̝͗̕ǫ̷̬̯̿̅u̸̘̍̅ ̴͈̜̹̆̈́a̶͓͋̋ř̷̠̺̇͂ë̵̹͕̟ ̴͕̠͑m̸̺͍̉̽́è̵̪̩͇̈́͠s̵̰͓͛̚s̵̭̈́i̴̼̐͝n̸̹͔̐̐g̵͙̣͙͋́ ̴͚̤͙̌͆w̷̰̼͗i̴̼̤̖̔ṭ̸̆͘ḩ̷͓̰̽͝!̶̢͙̋͝"
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"I wonder what's happening." I frowned. Hackers rarely target servers that aren't really that big anyway. From what I heard, other mobs were spawning in Last Stand, which shouldn't have been possible.
"Don't worry, KDE." Genius was using the shortened form of my username, KillDazEnemiez. "SuperPro and Flixzy are strong Minecraft players. They'll be able to survive what's out there."
"Hopefully." I sighed. "This attack just feels... different. Why would they suddenly attack our world? We haven't got anything special, right?"
My question was greeted with silence. "Guys?"
I turned to see my friends gazing wordlessly at a red beam on the horizon.
"What's that?" I stared at it for a couple seconds, dumbfounded, before it clicked. "It's Code Red 2A, isn't it?"
"Tim." Genius's voice was strained, "Scramble all players. As for you, KDE, respond to the beacon."
I rushed off to a secret room behind the Moblock statue and keying in the passcode, I slammed the door open wide.
How do I operate this thing? There were five levers on the wall, and I flicked them on one by one. A button on the main control table lit up. I picked up the sunglasses and earmuffs that were made for the operator, then jabbed down on the button hard.
A loud siren blared and rattled my eardrums. Even though it was out of my sight, I knew that a beam much like the one we have seen will be fired, except that it will be yellow.
I rushed out, closing the door behind me. Players were running all over the place, gearing up and heading for other places.
I loud thumping made me turn my head. It was a helicopter, but armed with plasma weapons. Genius, LittleTimonthy and a dozen others were on it.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Get on!" Genius yelled over the loud sound the blades were producing.
I hurried over and was ready to sit down with the others when Tim pulled me backed. "Oh no, you don't. Sitting with them without proper equipment will not be good for your health. You're going into the gunner's seat."
I buckled myself up and examined the controls. It would be quite easy to operate. There was a throttle for directions and buttons to fire shots. A second throttle controlled the homing missiles. A couple of monitor screen gave me views of the surrounding area so I can see if my shots were successful.
"I'll be helping you to load the missiles." Tim nodded at me. "Just shout when you need extra."
A high-pitched and whirring sound made me looked out of the window. A giant portal had opened and fighters were streaming through it, accompanied by helicopters or gliders. On the ground, about a hundred players, all those people that we manage to call to arms in the short time slot, were charging, wielding all sorts of ragtag gear.
"God, I hope that SuperPro and Flixzy are okay. Without any outside help, they may have perished easily." Genius was muttering and clenching his hands on the helicopter controls. He was going to be the pilot.
"They'll be fine." I gritted my teeth. God willing.
* * *
Master_Murder's blade seem to come down in slow-motion. I looked at it with a feeling of calm. Somehow, I knew that this would be the end. I wouldn't be able to dodge that blade, no matter what happens. The moment I die, this server will be razed. There will no one to govern it. It will be the end of all the structures, the games, everything, that I have put my effort and my time into. The only thing I can do is to accept the destiny.
A flash of white made me gasp. Flixzy! He leapt in front of me, taking the blow. A sickening ripping sound broke the silence and Flixzy was thrown back, a ball of blood and flesh. There was a popping sound and yellow and green sparks flew out.
Suddenly, it seemed to me that the world has turned red. An ember of anger start to unknot within me. How dare this man raid my server and attack my friend? I may be easygoing, but even I have limits, and Master_Murder had crossed through all of them within a time slot of less than ten minutes. I wasn't just going to stand here and get pushed around by a bully. I was a living, breathing person, with blood coursing through my veins. I can fight back.
With a massive leap, I landed in front of Master_Murder and slashed both my tridents at him, and when he flinched from the attack, I let out a barrage of kicks and punches, driving him backwards.
He glared at me. "̸̟̜̈́͗̑̾Y̵̢̛͔͆̃͐ỡ̸̭͇̰̗̊͘u̸̝̜̲̤͒ͅ ̵̼͍̤̤͎͆̿̅l̶̳̳̭̄̑̀̕i̷͎̫̱͌͛͋t̴̨̥̑t̵̨̥̫͚͈̓̕͜ļ̵̧̼̠̗͇̈̈́̽͗̇ë̸͇͉͍́͆̑͋̿̊ ̶̘̗̗̩͍̹̈̅̐̆͝p̸̢̝̻̟̞͔̃i̸̡̱̘̜̲͂̃̔̄͜ȅ̷̢͎͓̤̥͍̇c̴̟͔̦̓̿̅͘ȩ̵̳̗̗͂̂͆̽ ̵͚̟̳̮̿͆ǒ̴̞͕̱͓̫͇̀̽f̷̺̻̥̄͌̅ ̵̧͈͚̫͆̽̔̋͝s̷̡͖̬͑ḧ̷̢̩̱̫̗͍́-̸̢̨͕̳͙̩̀"̵̜̙̠̩̗͍̃́̉̈́͝
"Language." I interrupted and brought my trident down on him.
Growling, he summoned a katana and parried my strikes before counterattacking and with a chop, nearly severed my arm. He then proceeded to summon dozens of swords out of thin air and flung them at me.
I rolled on the ground as swords rained down from the sky. They gave off a cold, unnatural aura that raised goosebumps on my skin.
Another explosion. This one, however sounded far away. With a shock, I remember that the survivors were still under siege. Perhaps they were still fighting till their last breath.
Master_Murder was summoning tentacles out of the ground. The first one that tried to attack me got a throughout slicing. Immediately, though, I knew that it wouldn't be easy to cut. It was made out of a gooey substance that can bend and squish. It would be just like cutting through tar with a butter knife.
More tentacles followed, and I did my best to duck out of the way, but they were blocking off my ways of escape.
I wish that I could do something, have a secret trick up my sleeves. I searched through my inventory and ended up with a stack of TNT and one last enderpearl.
It's not going to do anything...is it? Spinning my tridents, I Riptided across the battlefield, avoiding spikes that shot up underneath me. I proceeded to turn around and kicked him right in the face. I finished by dropping all the explosives, enderpearling away and throwing Throwy at the stack.
The explosion was amazing. An orange fireball blasted out and I covered my eyes from the heat, as splinters of rock and stone rained down. I grinned in relief. No one can survive that kind of damage. The chaos was finally over!
The attack that came took me completely by surprise. Hundreds of swords rained down like Armageddon. I raised up my hand in vain, knowing that I can't dodge any of them.
A blast. A couple of swords were knocked away from their paths. They landed around me as I stared, unharmed.
A plasma helicopter was hurtling through the sky, escorted by two plasma jet fighters. I can see that they were Moblock property. Immediately, they broke away and spinning through the sky, released a barrage of shots, vaporising swords and destroying parts of the ground.
The loud thumping of blades and nearby wind told me that the helicopter was getting near. I turned to see, and to my amazement, Genius, LittleTimonthy and KDE were all there.
"SuperPro!" KDE rushed up and gave me a hug before pulling back. "Where's Flixzy?"
"There..." I pointed and my voice trailed off as I realised how badly wounded my friend really was.
Tim crouched next to Flixzy and examined his wounds before sighing in relief. "He's unconscious, but he'll live. He had the presence of mind to equip a totem of undying before taking the hit. Let's get him on to the copter."
"Skellies and suicide bombers!" Genius's cry caught my attention. I turned to see a horde of skeletons and creepers heading for us.
"He's safe!" KDE beckoned, "Let's go!"
I jumped on and grabbed hold of a railing, then buckled myself up. Flixzy was taking up another three seats on his own. KDE was strapped to the gunning station while Tim was standing ready near a box of homing missiles.
That was when I realized that there were still another dozen people at the back of the helicopter. Some of them gave me respectful nods.
As we rose into the sky, a couple of skeletons fired shots at us, but they bounced off the metalwork like rains off an umbrella. Genius rotated the ship until our guns were pointing straight at them.
With a blast, a crater was formed. The remaining mobs scattered in fear and we flew off. The plasma fighters flew back right next to us and followed.
As we get near the hub of Last Stand, I can see that several new players had arrived, most likely scrambled by my friends. There were other plasma vehicles and even a tank from the World War Block minigame.
"How many players did you rally?" I asked my friends, not taking my eyes off Flixzy.
"About a hundred or something. We didn't exactly count." Genius replied.
Suddenly, there was a hiss of static and a message appeared over the radio. "---et out n--ow! ----ortal is cl---sing!"
"Did he say the portal was closing?!" I looked out of the window. Sure enough, a square portal of about length 100 was opened, but chunks of it were vanishing with every second. The players on the ground were rushing around, clearly confused. I glimpsed a fighter jet attempting to fly through when that section suddenly closed, slicing it in half.
"There's something approaching us!" KDE shouted, "It's moving too fast for me to see what it is, though."
"SuperPro!" I turned my head from the chaos outside as LittleTimonthy called my name. "Hit that lever right next to the wall!"
I pulled on it and it hit the bottom with a clank before reverting to its original position. Behind me, there was the whirring and grinding of machinery. What looked like the floor dropped away, and the dozen people sitting behind us followed, spiralling down into the sky. A couple moments later, their elytras extended and they flew gracefully through the air, weapons in hand.
KDE's face paled. "Now I know why I can't sit there without proper equipment."
Despite the crisis we were in, I laughed. "Trust you to do something stupid like this."
"Can we focus, please?" Genius gritted his teeth. "That big red dot on the radar is approaching fast!"
As he spoke, the helicopter righted itself and KDE narrowed his eyes against the sights. I waited for the shot to fire. It didn't came.
"KillDazEnemiez, what is wrong with you? Master_Murder is going to kill us!" I cried out.
"I- I can't lock on to the target!" KDE was close to panic. "The mechanism just wouldn't work!"
"Let me in!" I took off my seatbelt and took KDE's place. "I looked into the screen and saw that he was right. The crosshairs weren't focused on anything in particular.
"Guess I'll just aim with my eyes." I pressed a button and the screen changed, revealing live camera footage with a iron sight set in front of it. Old-fashioned, but it works like a charm.
A dark streak was flying towards us quickly. I pulled the throttle and took aim. My grip tightened and I narrowed my eyes. This was our only chance to make sure that Master_Murder was stopped before our vehicle went down.
I pushed both buttons. There was a couple of shots and eight plumes of fire and smoke hit the target spot on. Even if Master_Murder wasn't dead, this would be out only chance to escape.
"Go go go!" I yelled. Genius didn't hesitate as he went full speed, the landscape flashing past us. Ahead of us was the portal. It was still closing, but more quickly. As I observed, one section collapsed on itself, sending purple particles flying around the place.
We were about to pass through when our helicopter stopped mid-air. Genius stepped on the pedal hard, but it just wouldn't budge. For the first time, I noticed a black fog surrounding the copter.
In a flash, Master_Murder was right in front of us. He had a sword in his hand and face was terribly deformed, probably from all the TNT and the homing missiles that hit him. I can see immediately that he was in a murderous mood.
Master_Murder was speaking. "̴͍̺̤̈̍I̶̍͒͝ͅ ̵̛̣w̴̫̓͌̚ì̶̱̮l̷͕̗̆̃l̷͔͙͌̇ ̶͓͖̝̈́ľ̶̞e̵̢͈̎͋ť̶͇̤̼̌ ̸̺͕̖̂y̴͔̅o̴̡̤͒͊u̷̩̍ ̶̯̾ͅg̸̣̟̮͌o̷͎̣̙̾̏ ̴͎̱͊ṫ̶̢h̷̺̟̀̚͜ḯ̴͍̻̖s̵̩̾ ̷̨͎͔̏̈́̃t̶̤̜̄́į̶̌̿͑m̷͖̊ë̶̬̱̭́̉̂,̴̡̮̐͜ ̷̲̉̾̕f̴̟̮̙̃͗ő̵̝̍r̷̞͖̍̆ͅ ̷͔̠̹̓́̀y̴̡̯̭͑̈́o̶̦͛́u̸͉̦͆ṛ̷̒͗̚ ̵̡͓̅e̵̳̤̗̽̍f̴̫̀f̵͖̬̍ö̶̮͈͔́̆r̷̛̦̦t̶͕̜̳̐̈s̴̗̎ ̶̫̬̀̋h̶̻̰̠́͌̈́ă̸̖͕͘v̶̼̜̓̒͝ȅ̶̛̤͚̠ ̵̭͕̄i̵͎̻̿̑̽m̴̥̣̹͛́͒p̵̼̘̚r̷̙̳̟͌̿e̴̫̩͒s̵͉͕͘͜ṡ̷̨̞̹̈͐e̵̢̿̓̏ḓ̶̀ ̶̯͕͛ͅm̸̰̈̍e̷̥̩͛́.̸̳̈́ ̴͇͖̲͂͝ ̶̜̐͌̚H̴̥̥͐ö̸̪w̷̰̓͆̍e̴̬͋̚͝v̴̙͓̲̋ḛ̷̪͌͜r̸͓̣͋,̴̘͚͊̿ ̶̫̻̲̉́́ĩ̸͔̖̤n̷̨̯̋̔̕ ̴̹̬̼̃t̵̹͍̔̈́ḫ̵͉͎̍͂e̴͕̗͙̾͒͠ ̸͔̑ȩ̵̲̊n̴̡͍̿͜͝d̶̨̗̘́,̴̌̾͜ ̴͉͈̮͂͋ỹ̵̩o̷̥͊̐ủ̷̮̗̋̒͜ ̷͔̂̊c̵̬͊̿̾á̸͇̍͝n̴͔̋̈͋n̸͇̈̚o̴̯̼͗ͅt̶͓͛͜ ̵͉̅ē̴̛͉ś̵̯͇̘̎̄c̷̬̾̄ą̶̰̭̐͑p̴̜̫̓e̸̝͙̗̾̕.̵̘̔̓ ̵̹͇̠̿̉́ ̸̻͒Ḓ̷̢̲̂͒ö̶̱͎͇́o̴̱̫͆m̷̭̹̅̍ ̵̧̛͖̮a̵̩̮̎͘͠n̶͇̯͂͛̍d̸̢̯̍̌̑ ̴̰̖̥̏̓̒ď̷͎̈a̵͖̓̎͝r̶͕̲̔̕k̸͙̇n̴͕͖̆͘e̷̟̭͔͐̅͠s̷̜̦̝̈̃̂s̸͈̋ ̶̢̲̜̑̈́͘a̴̢͊͗̇ŵ̸͔̞ã̴̰̥̰͂i̶̥͛̃͋t̸̢̺̮̏͗ṣ̸̍̕ ̴͉͙̞̀͛̓y̴̟̻̔̕o̵͕̮̱͒ů̴̞̭.̶̮͝͠"̷̥̹̯͊͂͛ ̵̨͈̺̀̆
I was about to open my mouth, when darkness clouded my vision. Exhaustion swept over me. One by one, my friends fell down. I crouched down, trying to avoid the temptation. It was too much, though and I closed my eyes, blacking out.
When I woke up, I was lying on the floor of the Moblock Hub with my friends. Apparently, we had just been teleported in, because the players were only starting to notice us. I struggled to my feet, feeling for my weapons. Fortunately, they were still strapped to my back.
I took in the scene around me. The familiarity should have calmed me down. Instead, it seemed to do the exact opposite. Something was wrong. But what?
My gaze fell on the Moblock sign... Except the words Moblock were gone. Replaced were the words Mob Boss. I knew this was trick of Master_Murder's. And as I stare, a voice said in my head, "̴͕̀I̴̪̐ ̷̤̔á̸̖m̴̹̔ ̵̺̈́t̷̲̐h̷̝̒ȇ̵͕ ̸̻͝M̵̮̈́ǒ̸͍b̵̙͐ ̴͕͌B̸̚͜o̵̝͐s̵̺͝s̶̲̅ ̴͍̇i̵̙͗f̷̠̅ ̵̖̍m̶̠̏y̸̛͜ ̸͇͋ô̵͈r̵̪͝g̶̠̃a̸͍͑n̸͈͝i̸͔͒s̴̜͂ã̸̧t̴͖̎i̵̜̓ỏ̶͓n̶͙̽.̸̰͒ ̴̘̑ ̴̟̚Y̸̲͂ō̶̜ü̵͍ ̷̟̇w̴͈̏i̶̡̅l̵̤͝l̶̹͒ ̶̗͝d̷̃ͅọ̶̉ ̸̪̚ẁ̵̗ĕ̷͈l̷̲̚l̸͍̎ ̸̳̓ṅ̷̰ō̴̥t̵̥͂ ̷̩̍t̵̝͑ǒ̷̮ ̴̋͜a̶̝͑n̶̖̈́t̶̙̆a̸̫͌g̴̀ͅo̸͎̾ñ̷͎i̷̩͘s̷͖̽ȩ̶̓ ̸̯̑m̵̰͂e̸̤̕.̷͎̐ ̷̱͝ ̵̭̇I̴̠̐ ̸̭̌h̶̿ͅȧ̸̹v̴͚͛e̴̻̅ ̶̝̎m̵̥̄i̶̘̋l̵̤̽l̴̯̚i̴͕͋o̵̤͑n̶̡̅s̶̺͠ ̴̢̄ö̵̫́f̶̖͐ ̶̛̦f̴͉̅ŏ̵̹l̷͔̈l̸̛̞ơ̶̦w̸̲̓e̴̙̎r̷͍̈́s̶̭̎,̵̢̈́ ̷̣̊a̴̡͠n̶͖̐d̴̝̏ ̷͚̈́t̶́ͅh̷̛̭ę̷̀y̶͉̎ ̵̗͗ẃ̴͕í̸̭l̴͕͘l̵̺̓ ̴̮̓l̵̢̓ä̷̢y̵̼͆ ̸̭͝ḍ̸̀ō̶̧w̶̟͠n̸̳͘ ̵̳̀t̴̲́ȟ̴͎é̸̖i̵̽ͅr̵̝͗ ̵̦͆l̷̗͐î̶̙v̸̧͑e̸̯̊s̶̬̍ ̷̬̆f̴͕͛o̴̤͝r̷̬͒ ̷̝͌m̴͍̓ẻ̷̤.̶̯̌
I didn't need time to consider his words. My mind was made up. "I won't let you cause anymore trouble. I will fight until Minecraft is ridded of you."
I heard him chuckle in my head. "̷̜̌̚ͅV̶̮̠͘͝e̶̱͙̐r̷̫͚̅̔y̷̙̖̔̉ ̴͚̑͐ẉ̶̲̍̔ě̵̬̺l̵̠͆l̶̜̥͒͑.̸̞̏ ̴̢̯̃ ̵̛̩I̵̢̾̿ ̶̳̣̓̀w̸̻̒ĩ̴̻̇l̴͉̈l̴̨̼̀̕ ̸̥̽s̸̢͠e̷̲̾͆ḙ̷̺́̐ ̷̯̋͝ỳ̴̭͈ō̶̲̰u̷̳͉͛̇ ̶̘̃s̴͍̎͘ơ̴̡̗͑ǒ̵̦̕n̴̡͌.̶̭̊̀"̷͎̊
I turned to my friends, who were just waking up. "Welp. Who's ready to go defeat a narcissistic guy who can destroy and rewrite stuff with his mind?"
Written by SuperPro
Idea by SuperPro
Disclaimer: The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. The events are purely through imagination and creativity and not to be taken seriously. Last but not least, enjoy!
If there are any items, characters, roles or ideas that has not been credited or credited wrongly, please feel free to contact me through PMC!
Thumbnail drawn by me using Pixilart
Characters:
SuperPro - Me, obviously! :)
Zebraplayz - My best friend
Flxxxxxxxxxxxzy - My other best friend (Guys I swear he's real. I do have friends, just not a lot.)
Herobrine - Nobody knows who or what he is... (By Copeland)
Entity 303 - Herobrine's arch-enemy (By TheSpeed179)
KillDazEnemiez - Fictional friend
LittleTimonthy - Another fictional friend
Dream - MC YouTuber
Evil Dream - Dream, but evil (By JeffVix)
The Hermits - The residents of Hermitcraft
Null - Deadly glitch (By AlongCameJosh)
Master_Murder - ??? (By SuperPro)
Worlds:
Moblock - Fictional server (By SuperPro)
Hypixel - Popular server (By Simon Collins-Laflamme, and Philippe Touchette)
Hermitcraft - Famous MCYT SMP (By Generikb)
Dream SMP - MC YouTuber Dream's private SMP (By Dream and George not found)
Donut SMP - Public SMP known for violence (By DrDonut)
2b2t - Messed up public server with hackers (By Hausemaster)
MCC - Famous Minecraft Competition (By Smajor1995 and Noxcrew)
Minecraft Mayhem - Another Minecraft competition (By Shalomanon)
Lifesteal SMP - Killing involved Minecraft server (By Jepexx and Mapicc) (Idea by ParrotX2)
BendersMC - Avatar themed server (By Kai Anderson)
Echocraft - An SMP... Yeah, pretty much it (By GeminiHex)
"That's not how you build it!" I was exhausted from all this building, yet for some reason my friends can't even complete a single build in three hours. "You have to give it a nice, finished look! It's a rocket, for god sake! Why the hell does it look like a concrete skyscraper?"
"We tried our best, boss." That was my friend Zebraplayz, but we called him Genius since his full username was annoying. "It's hard to get the dimensions when you're up close."
I sighed. "You know what? Let's do this tomorrow. It's 11 o'clock in the evening, so let's call it a day and get rested. Computers up at o nine hundred. You're dismissed."
We walked through the portal and went back to the main lobby of Moblock. There were still players online, probably either gamers staying up late or people from different time zones. That was the one thing I love about Minecraft: It connects people from all around the world, from all ages to all nationalities.
It was almost time for the weekly server reboot, so my friends waited around while I, being the server host, started typing in the command and telling everybody to save if they have anything in progress.
A red message popped up. [The following procedure {Server_Reboot} is not allowed.] I frowned. That was weird. I should have had full command over any procedures and workings. I typed in the command once again. The same message popped up.
My friends were starting to get restless. "You done yet, SuperPro?" That was KillDazEnemiez, or KDE for short as we call him.
"There's some problem with the reboot command." I was a bit frustrated. I was looking forward to sleeping, but for some reason, the computer refused to co-operate with me.
"Leave it for now." That was LittleTimonthy. He was quite laid back, and was currently drinking something, according to his discord sound. The slurping was very obvious.
"We can't. It's a necessary precaution against hackers. I have to-" another strange message had popped up. My friends have all gone quiet, so I assume they got the message too.
[Master_Murder is logging into {Anvil_Accident_WIP}/ Unauthorized Warning]
"Anvil Accident? That minigame we're working on?" It was Flxxxxxxxxxxxzy, another friend of mine. To shorten things, we call him Flixzy. "It's supposedly off-limits to the public. Also, who is Master_Murder?"
I sighed. 'Do I look like I know? Seriously, guys. We better-" I was interrupted by a huge explosion.
"What the-" Genius was flying, but he suddenly fell from the sky. Incredibly, I heard the unmistakable thud of a player taking damage. "I'm in Survival mode?!" I checked my HUD. I was in Survival mode too.
Ping! A message pop up in the server discord. I switched tabs and hopped in. There were several messages with players in the minigame Last Stand screaming about attacks, mobs, murder and their game crashing, and generally causing mass panic among the Moblock community.
I made a snap decision. "Flixzy, you come with me. The rest of you, stay alert and call me on any news."
I jumped into the Last Stand portal. The screen was replaced by 'loading world' screen that all Minecraft players know, except it looked a bit off. I didn't focus on it, though. I was on the verge of a panic attack. It had taken me years to develop this server. I didn't want it to be lost in a single moment.
I arrived into a scene of chaos. Last Stand was a survival game in which the players were to work together in defending a base against an endless horse of zombies with weapons like guns and turrets. So far, they had been holding on well, but what I saw was the exact opposite. Many players were fighting bravely in holding back the dead, but I saw, impossibly, skeletons, creepers, spiders, phantoms, and much, much more horrors.
"How the heck?" Flixzy was staring dumbfounded at the mobs. "That shouldn't be possible! We added commands to stop other kinds of mobs spawning, only zombies!"
"Stop standing there like a statue and help!" I typed in a custom command. /equip @s kit_trident
To my relief, the command worked and my inventory was overridden by the gear and weapons required for the Double Trident Strategy. Killy, the melee trident and Throwy, the ranged trident appeared in my hands. I turned around and saw that Flixzy had done the same and was wielding an axe and fishing rod, his favourite weapon combo.
I raised the one-use 'Thunder Totem'. The sky immediately turned gray and cloudy. Rain fell down as thunder boomed.
Flixzy was already engaged in fighting, hooking away stray mobs and beheading them. "Most kills wins!"
"Are you serious right now?" I slammed into a legion of zombies and made quick work of them. "Fine! Challenge accepted!"
A squad of skeletons rained down a shower of arrows. I blocked a couple and proceeded to Riptide into the middle of the base, where the players were fighting valiantly. Some were treating the wounded and Flixzy was standing nearby, picking off zombies one by one with a bow and arrow.
"To me!" I shouted and rushed out with Flixzy right behind me. The other players repeated the cry and fought back with renewed force. Players returned fire as mobs fell. Someone managed to get their hands on a TNT cannon and was blowing up zombies and spiders with gusto.
I plunged into the melee, slashing and stabbing. I threw my Channeling Trident and the lightning crashed down, incinerating half a dozen skeletons. Wave after wave of bullets hit mobs, cutting them down. TNT exploded mid air, taking down a bunch of phantoms.
Suddenly, darkness seemed to engulf the place. Torches flickered out one by one. A cold gale blew across the map. Fear and terror crashed down on to the players.
"What's happening?!" Flixzy landed beside me with a enderpearl. "I felt the... well, a feeling that something's not right."
"Same here." I drank a Strength Potion. "We're gonna need outside help. If we don't, this'll turn into a massacre."
Cries of surprise rose among the other players, interrupting our conversation. They were pointing and staring at something, and we followed their gazes to see a player in black with red streaks down his body. His nametag was glitching out, but I managed to see the words Master and Murder. That was presumably the Master_Murder that we've seen in the message.
In his main hand held a weird looking sword. In his other hand, he held a staff. He raised the sword and lightning came crashing down, sending a couple of players back to the respawn screen.
"I take right, you take left!" I shouted and Flixzy nodded at me. We both plunged into the melee, decapitating and slaughtering mobs. However they never seem to stop coming. The remaining players were in bad shape. They were heavily overwhelmed and losing people by the minute. Still, they fought on bravely. The TNT cannon had been wrecked, but the players were still shooting at the mobs, then using their axes to kill mobs when they ran out of ammo.
I continue forward, leaving piles of dead mobs behind me. Now that I was closer to Master_Murder, I finally knew where the mobs were coming from. He kept on slamming the staff against the ground every dozen seconds or so and when he did, a bunch of mobs will crawl their ways out of the ground. He's summoning them like a necromancer.
Without warning, a loud siren blared. I looked in the direction of the main base and saw a silo shaking and shuddering as it opened and out fire a beacon beam of red, so bright that it burned my eyes. The mobs screamed and turned their heads away and I made easy work of them.
Of course, I knew what the beacon was. It was known as Code Red 2A After all, I was the one who installed it. The Moblock server had a series of emergency procedures that was supposed to be used in times of great need, like now. It was a signal for help and reinforcement.
A couple of moments later, a responding beacon fired far away in the distance, yellow, as bright as the sun. I breathed a sigh of relief. The problem of backup was solved.
I turned my attention back to Master_Murder. He was staring at the beacons while his guards were groaning and hissing. They were all obviously distracted. It's now or never.
I leapt at the group and tossed Throwy at the monsters. Lightning crashed down on them and the mobs scattered. I landed in the middle and wielding a trident in each hand, I started to hack at the mobs. To my surprise, they could block my strikes quite well and can even attack as a group. Master_Murder himself was leaning back and watching us fight, occasionally summoning some new mobs.
Change of plans. I Riptided high into the air and emptied two stacks of enderpearls in a single go.
It was a huge gamble, yes. Enderpearling to death is not unheard of. And I have no idea where I might land. However, it seemed to work.
The mobs stared up in shock at me and the rain of pearls. Even Master_Murder was dumbfounded by it.
From my toss, I can see that the pearls would be spread throughout the mobs, so I readied myself with an awesome battle stance (Well, as awesome as it can be, especially if you're mid air).
The moment the first enderpearl landed, I feel the world spin around me and I was among the mobs. I slashed out, feeling my tridents rip through flesh and bone. I barely had time to strike another time before I feel myself being pulled away.
By the time I had finished, all the mobs were lying dead or writhing in agony. Some zombies were reduced to a pile of ashes from a lightning blast while the skeletons are now a mix of broken bones and shattered bows on the ground.
I turned to face Master_Murder. "Whoever you are, stop being a coward and fight me face-to-face instead of hiding behind your mobs."
He let out a deep guttural laugh. "̸͔̫̣̬͙͔̙͔͎̓͑͘͝Ä̸͍̘͍̜̭͓́̈́͌͐͒s̴̛̮̣̈́̀͜͝ ̷̤̖̙̤͚̄ỳ̷̖͉̺̖͔̟̗̤̮̾̄o̶͚̣̯̦̜̝̯͖͆͂̏̊̏͝u̴̥̞̲̥̤̣̲̣͆͒̓̃͂ ̶̺̬͉̘̹̖̋͒̽̿̓̋͘ͅw̶̱̩͖͍̩͉͓̙͋̊̈̀̍͗͛i̴̻̲͙͔̝̐̄̾̎̂͂s̵̢͙̟̥͌́̒̈͊͜h̶̟͖̘̩̳̝̤̾ͅ.̸̢̮̪̫̪̗̋̄͆̏"̷͕̂̒̆͛͛̎̽̓̈
His voice was distorted and sounded of glitches. He held up his hand and to my surprise, a crack appeared beneath his feet and headed straight for me. Rows of jagged stone rose along it. I leapt to one side as the crack passed, barely missing me by centimetres.
I spun around and tossed my trident at where he was standing... well, where he had been standing. He was nowhere to be seen. Too late, I turned. A kick sent me flying half a chunk away.
I stood up, gritting my teeth. I reached out and the trident flew back to my hands. Master_Murder was now holding a giant black claymore that was as tall as himself. Smoke and fog was rising from it, and it gave out a dark aura.
He charged me with surprising speed. Leaping impossible heights, his sword came crashing down and I raised my trident just in time to catch the blade. A shockwave blasted out, uprooting trees and shrubbery.
"Get down!" A voice shouted. I leapt to one side as an explosion rocked me off my feet. When I looked up, there was a crater, but Master_Murder was still perfectly fine.
""̵̱̖̜̣̙́̿͂ͅV̸̧̳̹̦͙̞͑͋̃̌̾͐ę̶̺̤̩͔̯͚̎̋͗͛̏r̸͇̈́̋̈͑̄͛͠y̷̛̦̠͔͚͙͙̒̽̿́ ̵̨̛̎̓͂͜ͅi̷͎̗̎̊́n̷̨̧̦̯͌͗͗́̚͠͝t̵̖͖̙̥̪̗̐̂̿͠è̴̺̟͂͋͂̋̽͝r̷̞͖̞̖̘͔̅e̶̡͋̈́͑́̅̌s̵̢͔̭̪̣̻̄̊ͅt̶̞̯̯̘̽͛̀͘į̵̻̼̯͎͛̀͑͊͑̚̚ṅ̴̢͎̹͎̥͚̀́́͘g̶̦̻͖͚͌̋̄̿̕.̷̼̣̫̻̄̀̒̋͌̿"̵̧̗̼̺̐͗͑̒͝ He studied the crater. "̵͖͙̤͈̓͌̆Ý̷̨̙̓ŏ̸̡̰̪̱̺͎̀̊͝ú̷̦͍̥̦̜ ̸̝̰͍̩̗͖̗̈́͌͗͆a̵͍̟̼͔͐̀r̴̢̞̗̻̲̖͍̀̀̌ḙ̶̂̈́̍̕͝͝ ̸̧͕̂̏̆̑̈́q̶̭̜͌͒u̷͉̤̺͒͐̈́̉ḭ̸̂ṱ̸̙̟̂ę̷̧̨̖̝̠̇̆̑̐̋̓ ̶̪̀̔͑̔̆f̴̼̙͓̫̦̦̌̈́̓̄ͅǫ̶̲̩́̀̓́̑r̶̟̔͗̀m̵̡͖̠̙̞͂̑͒̇͛̽͝i̷͔̣̥̥̳̤̇̉́̑̽̃̒͜d̸̦͚̗̱͛̀̈͛̄̕̚͜â̶̢̭b̶̜̝̆̾͛l̶̛͚͚͔̩̞̦̊̑̐̇ͅè̷͔̍́̋͘͝͝.̸̠̊̀̾̓̍ͅ ̶̯̥̽̀͌̀ ̵̞͓̔͐͂́B̸̧̺̦̟͍̰͍̃́́͑u̵̢̜̪̼͕͚͕̽̊t̴͚͎̱̔̌̄̍͝ ̴̢͖͖͑͂̎͂͑̄̂n̸̗͓̥̈͗̾̈́̕o̵͙̣̓w̴̬̫͎͓̫̳͕̒͘ ̶̛̱͈̲̽̾̓y̴͈͕̎͂̐̀̒̇o̶̡̝͈͎̳͕̩̓̏̈́̆̏̅̕u̸̡̨̙̩̜͎̮̓̒̕ ̴̱̭͔̯̤̂͊̾ͅm̷̧̻͕̟̥̝̳̌͐̒̊̄͌̕ű̷̻̺͇̲͉ś̵̢͕̤͓̙͎̟̀̓̿̄̎ṱ̷̛͍ ̸̬̠̻̝̝̜̀ͅD̶̻͎̀̐I̴̮͆͊͂̉͂E̵̞̓́̍̋͗!̵̢̪̘̠͍̫̋͊̊͜͠"̵̧͍͚̒ He screamed out the last word.
As I lay there catching my breath, dark tentacles broke their way through the ground and reached for a spot a distance away. I heard slashing and the sound of things being cut. However, in just a couple seconds, more tentacles rose and when they came back, they were dragging an alive but battered Flixzy.
"No!" I shouted and charging Master_Murder, I thrusted my trident at his chest with all my strength. As he staggered back, I spun on my left foot and delivered a kick into his face. I finished by grabbing a netherite sledgehammer from a fallen warrior and swung it into him, knocking him into the sky and out of sight.
Immediately, I rushed to check Flixzy's condition. He looked well enough and I was about to cut the tentacles and free him when he choked out, "Behind you!"
I barely had time to turn my head before a dark streak was upon me. I was pushed backwards at shocking speeds and I stabbed both my tridents into the dirt, trying to slow down myself. Still, it was a good couple seconds before friction stopped me, and my weapons have left deep scars through the soil.
Master_Murder was there in the distance, except he was now wielding two black swords. He spun them in his hands and beckoned towards me, inviting me to go over to him.
I chugged a healing potion and instantly, my mind cleared and the pain in my body lessened. I feel strength return to my limbs and I tightened my grips on my tridents.
Master_Murder beckoned again and I shook my head, refusing the offer. He shrugged and in a flash, he was on me.
I sidestepped and as Master_Murder passes by me, time itself seemed to slow down. Then I realize it did slow down. I could count every pixel on his skin.
"Ý̴̪̇̾o̵͉͍̤̊́͠u̵͘͜͝ ̶͇͎̯́̽̕c̸̗͕͆̾a̸̤̅n̸͇̈n̴̰͐̌ó̶̙̭̕t̵̞̩̔̇ ̸̤̦̻̐̔e̶͚̜̩̿̌̐s̵̳̺͖͆̚c̶̤̄a̷͚̩͝p̷͎͐̉͊e̷̟͚͐ ̶̣͇͋͊̌m̸̡̱͉̓͊ė̷̹ͅ.̴̝̲͝ ̸̢̙̓̋͆ ̴̢͈̘̎̓W̶͌͜h̵͇̙̐̆ȩ̴̡̀̉r̸̗͇͕̀̊e̷̙͕͋v̷͕̌̈́̈́ḙ̵̤̆̑͜r̸̟̐ ̷͈̻̣͌̓̚y̶̨͕̼͋̐o̸̖̩͔̿͝u̶̼̪͋́̑ ̷̨͇̌̚ạ̶̈́ŗ̴̒̔e̸̥̠͒̽,̶̭̠̇̈́ ̷̗̗̂̎͜͝Į̶̱̒ ̶͓̓̋͒ͅw̶̖͚̠̏ì̵̧̛̜̿͜l̷̪͈͂̂̊l̴̜͂̇ ̷̩͑͑̎b̸͈̒e̷̮̍͛ ̵̖͠t̶͙̦̯̿ḣ̶̞ē̵̢̻̾̌r̶̟̃͑e̶͍̾̚͠.̷̗̙̂͝ͅ ̶̺̳̽̎ ̵̡̔̓͘S̶̬͍̹̉͗̕o̴̧̗͂̿͜ ̷̢̭̌͜w̵̟̘̩͌h̷͚̠͆y̴̮͍̾ ̷̝͘b̷̧̹́ơ̴̧̠͌͑t̴͍͖͖̏h̷̡̼̬͑̈́é̴̗̃r̶̲͔̲̄̆̊ ̷̧͈͑̓͊͜f̸͎̮̖̽i̶͙̠̜̎g̶͍̓̄͝ȟ̶͙̫͠t̸̢̢͙̊̈́̈́į̷̭͙̓́n̴̼̥̙̽g̷̪͛̍͘?̵̣̫̫̋̀͠" Master_Murder hissed. "L̸̡̝͊̊ë̵̟̔t̴̤̖͍̎̈́̈́ ̷̧͈͑́̕d̸͉͛̊ä̸͙̱̫́r̵̥͍̹͂̉̕k̶̼̖̟̊̏n̷͕͗e̷̟̳̅̀͝s̷̠͒͋͝s̴̪̐́ ̴̫́t̷̳͙̊̇a̷̬̹͌k̷̢͑͊e̷̢̓́ ̷͎̦̟̆͝y̶̳̍͊̔o̴̜͋͌͜ụ̶̝̮̈.̷͍̣͌͑͠ ̴̼̙̳͊ ̶͕͂L̸̩̓͐͛è̵̤̼̲ț̶͌̎̿ ̸̢̢̉̈̀d̵̟̬͋̏̽ā̵̲̕͝r̴͍̰̈k̴͖̑n̸̥̐e̵̜̪̋͝š̴͕̙̈́š̴̡̙ ̶̹̺͗r̷̨̟̊ù̶̬̹͚̓l̸͓̿̊ȩ̶̭̗̄̎.̸̟͆̌ ̶̞͙́̈́͂ ̶͔̯̘͛B̷̗͉̉o̸̫̙͗̕͝w̷̼̐͜ ̸͇͈̃̃̚t̴̩͘͜o̸̫͗ ̶͖͌̾͌M̷̯̭̜̾̑͛E̸͈͖̓̈́ͅ!̴̡̳̗̈́"
Time returned to its original state. Master_Murder sped by me, but I felt a searing pain in my leg and knew that he had managed to slash at me. Blood splattered down on to the soil and trickled down from my mouth as I searched my inventory for something, anything that would help.
Movement out of the corner of my eye caught my attention. Following my instincts, I somersaulted forward as the sound of thudding sounded behind me. Not a moment too late. As I stand up, a dozen swords pierced the ground where I had been standing less than a second ago.
I wielded my tridents bravely, but I was losing blood fast. I spat out a mouthful of blood and grimaced. Master_Murder stood a distance away, a body of dark energy.
"Come at me if you dare." I snarled.
"Y̷̞͆ỏ̶͍̻͊͜ú̵͙̼͎ ̴̙̺̗̀ḥ̶̪̣̓̂â̸̱̯̟͂v̴̟̊e̸̲̿ ̴̗̟̖͒ń̵̢̪͒ơ̶̟͚̩̕͘ ̴̹͈̪̈̽́i̸̥͈͌͘d̸͍̩͋̿e̴̮̤͌ȧ̷̝.̵͙̑.̵̜͊̇.̸͔͕͛͝" In a flash, Master Murder was right in front of me, sword raised. "W̶͚̲͆h̸̖̼̣̍͝o̷̧̗̊̒̀ ̶̨̪̮̊͛ý̶̻̝͗̕ǫ̷̬̯̿̅u̸̘̍̅ ̴͈̜̹̆̈́a̶͓͋̋ř̷̠̺̇͂ë̵̹͕̟ ̴͕̠͑m̸̺͍̉̽́è̵̪̩͇̈́͠s̵̰͓͛̚s̵̭̈́i̴̼̐͝n̸̹͔̐̐g̵͙̣͙͋́ ̴͚̤͙̌͆w̷̰̼͗i̴̼̤̖̔ṭ̸̆͘ḩ̷͓̰̽͝!̶̢͙̋͝"
* * *
"I wonder what's happening." I frowned. Hackers rarely target servers that aren't really that big anyway. From what I heard, other mobs were spawning in Last Stand, which shouldn't have been possible.
"Don't worry, KDE." Genius was using the shortened form of my username, KillDazEnemiez. "SuperPro and Flixzy are strong Minecraft players. They'll be able to survive what's out there."
"Hopefully." I sighed. "This attack just feels... different. Why would they suddenly attack our world? We haven't got anything special, right?"
My question was greeted with silence. "Guys?"
I turned to see my friends gazing wordlessly at a red beam on the horizon.
"What's that?" I stared at it for a couple seconds, dumbfounded, before it clicked. "It's Code Red 2A, isn't it?"
"Tim." Genius's voice was strained, "Scramble all players. As for you, KDE, respond to the beacon."
I rushed off to a secret room behind the Moblock statue and keying in the passcode, I slammed the door open wide.
How do I operate this thing? There were five levers on the wall, and I flicked them on one by one. A button on the main control table lit up. I picked up the sunglasses and earmuffs that were made for the operator, then jabbed down on the button hard.
A loud siren blared and rattled my eardrums. Even though it was out of my sight, I knew that a beam much like the one we have seen will be fired, except that it will be yellow.
I rushed out, closing the door behind me. Players were running all over the place, gearing up and heading for other places.
I loud thumping made me turn my head. It was a helicopter, but armed with plasma weapons. Genius, LittleTimonthy and a dozen others were on it.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Get on!" Genius yelled over the loud sound the blades were producing.
I hurried over and was ready to sit down with the others when Tim pulled me backed. "Oh no, you don't. Sitting with them without proper equipment will not be good for your health. You're going into the gunner's seat."
I buckled myself up and examined the controls. It would be quite easy to operate. There was a throttle for directions and buttons to fire shots. A second throttle controlled the homing missiles. A couple of monitor screen gave me views of the surrounding area so I can see if my shots were successful.
"I'll be helping you to load the missiles." Tim nodded at me. "Just shout when you need extra."
A high-pitched and whirring sound made me looked out of the window. A giant portal had opened and fighters were streaming through it, accompanied by helicopters or gliders. On the ground, about a hundred players, all those people that we manage to call to arms in the short time slot, were charging, wielding all sorts of ragtag gear.
"God, I hope that SuperPro and Flixzy are okay. Without any outside help, they may have perished easily." Genius was muttering and clenching his hands on the helicopter controls. He was going to be the pilot.
"They'll be fine." I gritted my teeth. God willing.
* * *
Master_Murder's blade seem to come down in slow-motion. I looked at it with a feeling of calm. Somehow, I knew that this would be the end. I wouldn't be able to dodge that blade, no matter what happens. The moment I die, this server will be razed. There will no one to govern it. It will be the end of all the structures, the games, everything, that I have put my effort and my time into. The only thing I can do is to accept the destiny.
A flash of white made me gasp. Flixzy! He leapt in front of me, taking the blow. A sickening ripping sound broke the silence and Flixzy was thrown back, a ball of blood and flesh. There was a popping sound and yellow and green sparks flew out.
Suddenly, it seemed to me that the world has turned red. An ember of anger start to unknot within me. How dare this man raid my server and attack my friend? I may be easygoing, but even I have limits, and Master_Murder had crossed through all of them within a time slot of less than ten minutes. I wasn't just going to stand here and get pushed around by a bully. I was a living, breathing person, with blood coursing through my veins. I can fight back.
With a massive leap, I landed in front of Master_Murder and slashed both my tridents at him, and when he flinched from the attack, I let out a barrage of kicks and punches, driving him backwards.
He glared at me. "̸̟̜̈́͗̑̾Y̵̢̛͔͆̃͐ỡ̸̭͇̰̗̊͘u̸̝̜̲̤͒ͅ ̵̼͍̤̤͎͆̿̅l̶̳̳̭̄̑̀̕i̷͎̫̱͌͛͋t̴̨̥̑t̵̨̥̫͚͈̓̕͜ļ̵̧̼̠̗͇̈̈́̽͗̇ë̸͇͉͍́͆̑͋̿̊ ̶̘̗̗̩͍̹̈̅̐̆͝p̸̢̝̻̟̞͔̃i̸̡̱̘̜̲͂̃̔̄͜ȅ̷̢͎͓̤̥͍̇c̴̟͔̦̓̿̅͘ȩ̵̳̗̗͂̂͆̽ ̵͚̟̳̮̿͆ǒ̴̞͕̱͓̫͇̀̽f̷̺̻̥̄͌̅ ̵̧͈͚̫͆̽̔̋͝s̷̡͖̬͑ḧ̷̢̩̱̫̗͍́-̸̢̨͕̳͙̩̀"̵̜̙̠̩̗͍̃́̉̈́͝
"Language." I interrupted and brought my trident down on him.
Growling, he summoned a katana and parried my strikes before counterattacking and with a chop, nearly severed my arm. He then proceeded to summon dozens of swords out of thin air and flung them at me.
I rolled on the ground as swords rained down from the sky. They gave off a cold, unnatural aura that raised goosebumps on my skin.
Another explosion. This one, however sounded far away. With a shock, I remember that the survivors were still under siege. Perhaps they were still fighting till their last breath.
Master_Murder was summoning tentacles out of the ground. The first one that tried to attack me got a throughout slicing. Immediately, though, I knew that it wouldn't be easy to cut. It was made out of a gooey substance that can bend and squish. It would be just like cutting through tar with a butter knife.
More tentacles followed, and I did my best to duck out of the way, but they were blocking off my ways of escape.
I wish that I could do something, have a secret trick up my sleeves. I searched through my inventory and ended up with a stack of TNT and one last enderpearl.
It's not going to do anything...is it? Spinning my tridents, I Riptided across the battlefield, avoiding spikes that shot up underneath me. I proceeded to turn around and kicked him right in the face. I finished by dropping all the explosives, enderpearling away and throwing Throwy at the stack.
The explosion was amazing. An orange fireball blasted out and I covered my eyes from the heat, as splinters of rock and stone rained down. I grinned in relief. No one can survive that kind of damage. The chaos was finally over!
The attack that came took me completely by surprise. Hundreds of swords rained down like Armageddon. I raised up my hand in vain, knowing that I can't dodge any of them.
A blast. A couple of swords were knocked away from their paths. They landed around me as I stared, unharmed.
A plasma helicopter was hurtling through the sky, escorted by two plasma jet fighters. I can see that they were Moblock property. Immediately, they broke away and spinning through the sky, released a barrage of shots, vaporising swords and destroying parts of the ground.
The loud thumping of blades and nearby wind told me that the helicopter was getting near. I turned to see, and to my amazement, Genius, LittleTimonthy and KDE were all there.
"SuperPro!" KDE rushed up and gave me a hug before pulling back. "Where's Flixzy?"
"There..." I pointed and my voice trailed off as I realised how badly wounded my friend really was.
Tim crouched next to Flixzy and examined his wounds before sighing in relief. "He's unconscious, but he'll live. He had the presence of mind to equip a totem of undying before taking the hit. Let's get him on to the copter."
"Skellies and suicide bombers!" Genius's cry caught my attention. I turned to see a horde of skeletons and creepers heading for us.
"He's safe!" KDE beckoned, "Let's go!"
I jumped on and grabbed hold of a railing, then buckled myself up. Flixzy was taking up another three seats on his own. KDE was strapped to the gunning station while Tim was standing ready near a box of homing missiles.
That was when I realized that there were still another dozen people at the back of the helicopter. Some of them gave me respectful nods.
As we rose into the sky, a couple of skeletons fired shots at us, but they bounced off the metalwork like rains off an umbrella. Genius rotated the ship until our guns were pointing straight at them.
With a blast, a crater was formed. The remaining mobs scattered in fear and we flew off. The plasma fighters flew back right next to us and followed.
As we get near the hub of Last Stand, I can see that several new players had arrived, most likely scrambled by my friends. There were other plasma vehicles and even a tank from the World War Block minigame.
"How many players did you rally?" I asked my friends, not taking my eyes off Flixzy.
"About a hundred or something. We didn't exactly count." Genius replied.
Suddenly, there was a hiss of static and a message appeared over the radio. "---et out n--ow! ----ortal is cl---sing!"
"Did he say the portal was closing?!" I looked out of the window. Sure enough, a square portal of about length 100 was opened, but chunks of it were vanishing with every second. The players on the ground were rushing around, clearly confused. I glimpsed a fighter jet attempting to fly through when that section suddenly closed, slicing it in half.
"There's something approaching us!" KDE shouted, "It's moving too fast for me to see what it is, though."
"SuperPro!" I turned my head from the chaos outside as LittleTimonthy called my name. "Hit that lever right next to the wall!"
I pulled on it and it hit the bottom with a clank before reverting to its original position. Behind me, there was the whirring and grinding of machinery. What looked like the floor dropped away, and the dozen people sitting behind us followed, spiralling down into the sky. A couple moments later, their elytras extended and they flew gracefully through the air, weapons in hand.
KDE's face paled. "Now I know why I can't sit there without proper equipment."
Despite the crisis we were in, I laughed. "Trust you to do something stupid like this."
"Can we focus, please?" Genius gritted his teeth. "That big red dot on the radar is approaching fast!"
As he spoke, the helicopter righted itself and KDE narrowed his eyes against the sights. I waited for the shot to fire. It didn't came.
"KillDazEnemiez, what is wrong with you? Master_Murder is going to kill us!" I cried out.
"I- I can't lock on to the target!" KDE was close to panic. "The mechanism just wouldn't work!"
"Let me in!" I took off my seatbelt and took KDE's place. "I looked into the screen and saw that he was right. The crosshairs weren't focused on anything in particular.
"Guess I'll just aim with my eyes." I pressed a button and the screen changed, revealing live camera footage with a iron sight set in front of it. Old-fashioned, but it works like a charm.
A dark streak was flying towards us quickly. I pulled the throttle and took aim. My grip tightened and I narrowed my eyes. This was our only chance to make sure that Master_Murder was stopped before our vehicle went down.
I pushed both buttons. There was a couple of shots and eight plumes of fire and smoke hit the target spot on. Even if Master_Murder wasn't dead, this would be out only chance to escape.
"Go go go!" I yelled. Genius didn't hesitate as he went full speed, the landscape flashing past us. Ahead of us was the portal. It was still closing, but more quickly. As I observed, one section collapsed on itself, sending purple particles flying around the place.
We were about to pass through when our helicopter stopped mid-air. Genius stepped on the pedal hard, but it just wouldn't budge. For the first time, I noticed a black fog surrounding the copter.
In a flash, Master_Murder was right in front of us. He had a sword in his hand and face was terribly deformed, probably from all the TNT and the homing missiles that hit him. I can see immediately that he was in a murderous mood.
Master_Murder was speaking. "̴͍̺̤̈̍I̶̍͒͝ͅ ̵̛̣w̴̫̓͌̚ì̶̱̮l̷͕̗̆̃l̷͔͙͌̇ ̶͓͖̝̈́ľ̶̞e̵̢͈̎͋ť̶͇̤̼̌ ̸̺͕̖̂y̴͔̅o̴̡̤͒͊u̷̩̍ ̶̯̾ͅg̸̣̟̮͌o̷͎̣̙̾̏ ̴͎̱͊ṫ̶̢h̷̺̟̀̚͜ḯ̴͍̻̖s̵̩̾ ̷̨͎͔̏̈́̃t̶̤̜̄́į̶̌̿͑m̷͖̊ë̶̬̱̭́̉̂,̴̡̮̐͜ ̷̲̉̾̕f̴̟̮̙̃͗ő̵̝̍r̷̞͖̍̆ͅ ̷͔̠̹̓́̀y̴̡̯̭͑̈́o̶̦͛́u̸͉̦͆ṛ̷̒͗̚ ̵̡͓̅e̵̳̤̗̽̍f̴̫̀f̵͖̬̍ö̶̮͈͔́̆r̷̛̦̦t̶͕̜̳̐̈s̴̗̎ ̶̫̬̀̋h̶̻̰̠́͌̈́ă̸̖͕͘v̶̼̜̓̒͝ȅ̶̛̤͚̠ ̵̭͕̄i̵͎̻̿̑̽m̴̥̣̹͛́͒p̵̼̘̚r̷̙̳̟͌̿e̴̫̩͒s̵͉͕͘͜ṡ̷̨̞̹̈͐e̵̢̿̓̏ḓ̶̀ ̶̯͕͛ͅm̸̰̈̍e̷̥̩͛́.̸̳̈́ ̴͇͖̲͂͝ ̶̜̐͌̚H̴̥̥͐ö̸̪w̷̰̓͆̍e̴̬͋̚͝v̴̙͓̲̋ḛ̷̪͌͜r̸͓̣͋,̴̘͚͊̿ ̶̫̻̲̉́́ĩ̸͔̖̤n̷̨̯̋̔̕ ̴̹̬̼̃t̵̹͍̔̈́ḫ̵͉͎̍͂e̴͕̗͙̾͒͠ ̸͔̑ȩ̵̲̊n̴̡͍̿͜͝d̶̨̗̘́,̴̌̾͜ ̴͉͈̮͂͋ỹ̵̩o̷̥͊̐ủ̷̮̗̋̒͜ ̷͔̂̊c̵̬͊̿̾á̸͇̍͝n̴͔̋̈͋n̸͇̈̚o̴̯̼͗ͅt̶͓͛͜ ̵͉̅ē̴̛͉ś̵̯͇̘̎̄c̷̬̾̄ą̶̰̭̐͑p̴̜̫̓e̸̝͙̗̾̕.̵̘̔̓ ̵̹͇̠̿̉́ ̸̻͒Ḓ̷̢̲̂͒ö̶̱͎͇́o̴̱̫͆m̷̭̹̅̍ ̵̧̛͖̮a̵̩̮̎͘͠n̶͇̯͂͛̍d̸̢̯̍̌̑ ̴̰̖̥̏̓̒ď̷͎̈a̵͖̓̎͝r̶͕̲̔̕k̸͙̇n̴͕͖̆͘e̷̟̭͔͐̅͠s̷̜̦̝̈̃̂s̸͈̋ ̶̢̲̜̑̈́͘a̴̢͊͗̇ŵ̸͔̞ã̴̰̥̰͂i̶̥͛̃͋t̸̢̺̮̏͗ṣ̸̍̕ ̴͉͙̞̀͛̓y̴̟̻̔̕o̵͕̮̱͒ů̴̞̭.̶̮͝͠"̷̥̹̯͊͂͛ ̵̨͈̺̀̆
I was about to open my mouth, when darkness clouded my vision. Exhaustion swept over me. One by one, my friends fell down. I crouched down, trying to avoid the temptation. It was too much, though and I closed my eyes, blacking out.
When I woke up, I was lying on the floor of the Moblock Hub with my friends. Apparently, we had just been teleported in, because the players were only starting to notice us. I struggled to my feet, feeling for my weapons. Fortunately, they were still strapped to my back.
I took in the scene around me. The familiarity should have calmed me down. Instead, it seemed to do the exact opposite. Something was wrong. But what?
My gaze fell on the Moblock sign... Except the words Moblock were gone. Replaced were the words Mob Boss. I knew this was trick of Master_Murder's. And as I stare, a voice said in my head, "̴͕̀I̴̪̐ ̷̤̔á̸̖m̴̹̔ ̵̺̈́t̷̲̐h̷̝̒ȇ̵͕ ̸̻͝M̵̮̈́ǒ̸͍b̵̙͐ ̴͕͌B̸̚͜o̵̝͐s̵̺͝s̶̲̅ ̴͍̇i̵̙͗f̷̠̅ ̵̖̍m̶̠̏y̸̛͜ ̸͇͋ô̵͈r̵̪͝g̶̠̃a̸͍͑n̸͈͝i̸͔͒s̴̜͂ã̸̧t̴͖̎i̵̜̓ỏ̶͓n̶͙̽.̸̰͒ ̴̘̑ ̴̟̚Y̸̲͂ō̶̜ü̵͍ ̷̟̇w̴͈̏i̶̡̅l̵̤͝l̶̹͒ ̶̗͝d̷̃ͅọ̶̉ ̸̪̚ẁ̵̗ĕ̷͈l̷̲̚l̸͍̎ ̸̳̓ṅ̷̰ō̴̥t̵̥͂ ̷̩̍t̵̝͑ǒ̷̮ ̴̋͜a̶̝͑n̶̖̈́t̶̙̆a̸̫͌g̴̀ͅo̸͎̾ñ̷͎i̷̩͘s̷͖̽ȩ̶̓ ̸̯̑m̵̰͂e̸̤̕.̷͎̐ ̷̱͝ ̵̭̇I̴̠̐ ̸̭̌h̶̿ͅȧ̸̹v̴͚͛e̴̻̅ ̶̝̎m̵̥̄i̶̘̋l̵̤̽l̴̯̚i̴͕͋o̵̤͑n̶̡̅s̶̺͠ ̴̢̄ö̵̫́f̶̖͐ ̶̛̦f̴͉̅ŏ̵̹l̷͔̈l̸̛̞ơ̶̦w̸̲̓e̴̙̎r̷͍̈́s̶̭̎,̵̢̈́ ̷̣̊a̴̡͠n̶͖̐d̴̝̏ ̷͚̈́t̶́ͅh̷̛̭ę̷̀y̶͉̎ ̵̗͗ẃ̴͕í̸̭l̴͕͘l̵̺̓ ̴̮̓l̵̢̓ä̷̢y̵̼͆ ̸̭͝ḍ̸̀ō̶̧w̶̟͠n̸̳͘ ̵̳̀t̴̲́ȟ̴͎é̸̖i̵̽ͅr̵̝͗ ̵̦͆l̷̗͐î̶̙v̸̧͑e̸̯̊s̶̬̍ ̷̬̆f̴͕͛o̴̤͝r̷̬͒ ̷̝͌m̴͍̓ẻ̷̤.̶̯̌
I didn't need time to consider his words. My mind was made up. "I won't let you cause anymore trouble. I will fight until Minecraft is ridded of you."
I heard him chuckle in my head. "̷̜̌̚ͅV̶̮̠͘͝e̶̱͙̐r̷̫͚̅̔y̷̙̖̔̉ ̴͚̑͐ẉ̶̲̍̔ě̵̬̺l̵̠͆l̶̜̥͒͑.̸̞̏ ̴̢̯̃ ̵̛̩I̵̢̾̿ ̶̳̣̓̀w̸̻̒ĩ̴̻̇l̴͉̈l̴̨̼̀̕ ̸̥̽s̸̢͠e̷̲̾͆ḙ̷̺́̐ ̷̯̋͝ỳ̴̭͈ō̶̲̰u̷̳͉͛̇ ̶̘̃s̴͍̎͘ơ̴̡̗͑ǒ̵̦̕n̴̡͌.̶̭̊̀"̷͎̊
I turned to my friends, who were just waking up. "Welp. Who's ready to go defeat a narcissistic guy who can destroy and rewrite stuff with his mind?"
Written by SuperPro
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