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This is a story of man against himself, overcoming loneliness, fighting the voices in his head and surviving. Surviving mother nature and his mental self. Surviving all the hardships that dare cross his path.
I felt my body clicking together, pixel by pixel. I was left floating on air. I looked around me, as blocks fell into place. First ores, then caves and villages, then I saw other creatures. Horses, pigs and polar bears. Suddenly, I was warped into a different area. I looked down, seeing that I now had hands and legs. I looked up. Clouds. I looked around me. It was at that moment a hard truth hit me. I was stranded. I scanned the area for life. None. None of the pigs or cows or anything. I then checked to see if there were trees. None. I panicked. Appearently, I passed out from fear. I don't know how long it took for me to wake up. In fact, I don't think there was time in this strange planet. While I was out cold, I heard voices. Empty, emotionless voices. Ones that didn't sound human.
"How do we wake him up? He barely even filed his own name and hes already out cold. I told you I was stronger!" One strong, powerful voice said.
"Relax. We are weaker, and therefor shall not interfere with him." Said another strong voice.
I heard other voices speaking. Weak ones. Concerned ones. Ones that screamed, ones that barely even spoke. Ones that were louder ones the you could barely here. I didn't know who these voices belonged to. After all, with all the creatures I saw while the world was being created controlled a voice. Why shouldn't other I didn't see? Strangely, it felt as though I owned all of them. Like they were just another voice I had. They had to be my souls. All mine. All my skills, all my traits. All my weaknesss and all my strengths. All of them. Mine. It was a hard idea to grasp. Can you even grasp any idea? Maybe this world was to dark and mysterious for mankind. Just maybe. Then, I began to dream. Dream of fish and mice. Dream of knights and villans. Dream of cheese and crackers. Dream of what it meant to be human. Dream of what life meant. Dream of what I wished I had. Dream of everything. I then began to take control in the dreams. I chose what I did and what I said. I decided what to dream about. I could dream about money and fame, or life and death. I could choose what happened. If only life was like that.
Then, my mind spun, and I returned to earth.I remembered how I had been stranded. I wished to return to the dreams. If you couldn't dream, life meant nothing. I tried and tried and tried, but just simply failed. I would have to face the truth. The cold wind, and the colorless land. I tried to find things similar to the dreams. Like the sand and sea. Just as I thought, I heard more voices.
"We are, we are we are." a few voices chanted.
"We are the truth that hurts the most" they continued.
I soon joined in, singing along with them. It felt comforting. It made me feel less alone. Soon a plan formed in my head. The dreams melded together. I was in a cave, digging upwards. Slowly I saw light. I wanted more light. I kept digging in this thought. I soon saw a blinding light. Hurtful light. Blinding light.But I liked the pain. It felt good, in a way. Like I won the fight against nature and myself. However, I woke again.
"Weak. Worthless. What our you thinking! Your going to get us all killed in the end! You should let ME control!!" yelled a angry voice."
"Yeah right. your plan is worse then mine. At least I believe in myself enough to not have to pin other down like the tail on a zebra" I found myself saying.
I was fighting back. I had a chance. I would battle this angry soul of mine, and tame it. But ot fight you have to be alive. Even I knew that. I would take the dreams that melded into one, and make use out of it. I would do whatever I had to in order to survive.
"Oh look, the boy is on a quest. I, Notch, created this world, and I shall release him of these chains if he survives it.'
"Quest", I said to myself. I liked the sound of it. Reader, take a moment and say it out loud. It is truely a word to be said, one of power and mystery. One that meant much more than adventure. One that meant freeing yourself of your own shaddered mind. One to free you of all hardships. I knew all this. I just had to do it.
I had to prepare. If I planned to survive this quest, I had to not do it blindly. I would challenge the cold hearted soul inside of me. But first I had to defeat nature. I made a bucket out of mud, then filled it to the brim with water. I made another one for some berries I found in a nearby bush, the only thing green of my little island. I then began to dig. At first, it wasn't all that bad. Then, I found stone. I pounded it with my fist, and after a very long time it broke. I fell down, down, down, into a cave.
"What a stupid idea, he going to kill himself with this grand plan." smirked his other soul I was battling.
I then looked around me. I saw one of the green creatures I viewed attacking a villager. I ran up to him, pounding him with my fist. He fought back, yet I won. I ran forward, hoping to find a exit. Already my plan had failed. Maybe my enemy was right. Maybe I was weak and dumb. No, I thought to myself. I am strong. I slowed down, pride in each step. I went forward for a few moments, which turned to a few seconds, which turned to a few minutes, which turned to a few hours. Just as I was about to give up, I saw a creature. I hadn't seen it before. It had no visable weapon, no arms, and it looked kinda cute. I slowly stepped towards it.
HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
I rocketed forward, afraid to see what happened next. I continued forward until I heard yet another voice.
"You have done well, my friend. I, Notch, shall now release you from your chains. You showed strengh where others are weak. You battled nature and yourself. You fought this far. Now, may you be reborn."
This is a story of man against himself, overcoming loneliness, fighting the voices in his head and surviving. Surviving mother nature and his mental self. Surviving all the hardships that dare cross his path.
I felt my body clicking together, pixel by pixel. I was left floating on air. I looked around me, as blocks fell into place. First ores, then caves and villages, then I saw other creatures. Horses, pigs and polar bears. Suddenly, I was warped into a different area. I looked down, seeing that I now had hands and legs. I looked up. Clouds. I looked around me. It was at that moment a hard truth hit me. I was stranded. I scanned the area for life. None. None of the pigs or cows or anything. I then checked to see if there were trees. None. I panicked. Appearently, I passed out from fear. I don't know how long it took for me to wake up. In fact, I don't think there was time in this strange planet. While I was out cold, I heard voices. Empty, emotionless voices. Ones that didn't sound human.
"How do we wake him up? He barely even filed his own name and hes already out cold. I told you I was stronger!" One strong, powerful voice said.
"Relax. We are weaker, and therefor shall not interfere with him." Said another strong voice.
I heard other voices speaking. Weak ones. Concerned ones. Ones that screamed, ones that barely even spoke. Ones that were louder ones the you could barely here. I didn't know who these voices belonged to. After all, with all the creatures I saw while the world was being created controlled a voice. Why shouldn't other I didn't see? Strangely, it felt as though I owned all of them. Like they were just another voice I had. They had to be my souls. All mine. All my skills, all my traits. All my weaknesss and all my strengths. All of them. Mine. It was a hard idea to grasp. Can you even grasp any idea? Maybe this world was to dark and mysterious for mankind. Just maybe. Then, I began to dream. Dream of fish and mice. Dream of knights and villans. Dream of cheese and crackers. Dream of what it meant to be human. Dream of what life meant. Dream of what I wished I had. Dream of everything. I then began to take control in the dreams. I chose what I did and what I said. I decided what to dream about. I could dream about money and fame, or life and death. I could choose what happened. If only life was like that.
Then, my mind spun, and I returned to earth.I remembered how I had been stranded. I wished to return to the dreams. If you couldn't dream, life meant nothing. I tried and tried and tried, but just simply failed. I would have to face the truth. The cold wind, and the colorless land. I tried to find things similar to the dreams. Like the sand and sea. Just as I thought, I heard more voices.
"We are, we are we are." a few voices chanted.
"We are the truth that hurts the most" they continued.
I soon joined in, singing along with them. It felt comforting. It made me feel less alone. Soon a plan formed in my head. The dreams melded together. I was in a cave, digging upwards. Slowly I saw light. I wanted more light. I kept digging in this thought. I soon saw a blinding light. Hurtful light. Blinding light.But I liked the pain. It felt good, in a way. Like I won the fight against nature and myself. However, I woke again.
"Weak. Worthless. What our you thinking! Your going to get us all killed in the end! You should let ME control!!" yelled a angry voice."
"Yeah right. your plan is worse then mine. At least I believe in myself enough to not have to pin other down like the tail on a zebra" I found myself saying.
I was fighting back. I had a chance. I would battle this angry soul of mine, and tame it. But ot fight you have to be alive. Even I knew that. I would take the dreams that melded into one, and make use out of it. I would do whatever I had to in order to survive.
"Oh look, the boy is on a quest. I, Notch, created this world, and I shall release him of these chains if he survives it.'
"Quest", I said to myself. I liked the sound of it. Reader, take a moment and say it out loud. It is truely a word to be said, one of power and mystery. One that meant much more than adventure. One that meant freeing yourself of your own shaddered mind. One to free you of all hardships. I knew all this. I just had to do it.
I had to prepare. If I planned to survive this quest, I had to not do it blindly. I would challenge the cold hearted soul inside of me. But first I had to defeat nature. I made a bucket out of mud, then filled it to the brim with water. I made another one for some berries I found in a nearby bush, the only thing green of my little island. I then began to dig. At first, it wasn't all that bad. Then, I found stone. I pounded it with my fist, and after a very long time it broke. I fell down, down, down, into a cave.
"What a stupid idea, he going to kill himself with this grand plan." smirked his other soul I was battling.
I then looked around me. I saw one of the green creatures I viewed attacking a villager. I ran up to him, pounding him with my fist. He fought back, yet I won. I ran forward, hoping to find a exit. Already my plan had failed. Maybe my enemy was right. Maybe I was weak and dumb. No, I thought to myself. I am strong. I slowed down, pride in each step. I went forward for a few moments, which turned to a few seconds, which turned to a few minutes, which turned to a few hours. Just as I was about to give up, I saw a creature. I hadn't seen it before. It had no visable weapon, no arms, and it looked kinda cute. I slowly stepped towards it.
HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
I rocketed forward, afraid to see what happened next. I continued forward until I heard yet another voice.
"You have done well, my friend. I, Notch, shall now release you from your chains. You showed strengh where others are weak. You battled nature and yourself. You fought this far. Now, may you be reborn."
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