Minecraftia, a world of beauty, as well as death. All created by one man, this is where my home is. My name is Sora, son of Brian, King of my kingdom of Brianchaick. It's a stupid name, I know, but it was what my father chose, based off his first name, and the first sound that came from his mouth, aside from crying. My father wasn't the best king when he was still alive. He kept the kingdom from being taken over by others, but he wasn't the best at taking over other kingdoms. The other thing that made him a bad king was what he did when the sun sets. Brian was the kind of king that wanted as many children as possible, but didn't want to get married. Each night, he would go out and rape innocent women of all ages, hoping to get more children that way. What he didn't expect was me. After nine years of being my father's only witness for his actions, I had decided to end it then and there, while obtaining the throne at the same time. I killed my father just before he started his victim's night of hell, and in a way that neither of them had ever expected. I killed him with magic. Magic was quite common to the people in Minecraftia, but I was the only nine year old to master my magic abilities. No one coached me either. Mostly because I was forbidden from leaving my room as a child. Even so, I've been able to sneak out of the entire kingdom so I can train myself in the forms of combat, magic, and even persuasion. I wasn't really the kind of person that would use violence to solve my problems. I'm still not, I swear. Even so, my father wasn't the kind of person that listens, so death was the only way to stop his mayhem. I used the blocks the palace was made of to separate him from his victim, manipulated every cell in his legs to keep him from moving, and incinerated him with the flames of the nether. That fire was also boosted by the same gust of wind I used to keep the fire contained. After all the magic I used, I was exhausted, but I had done it, I had killed my father and saved the women of our kingdom. What I didn't know was that there would be greater threats coming to our kingdom. Threats that would forever change the rules of Minecraftia. On that note, my story begins