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14 Minecraft years ago, when it had reached it's golden age of wealth and prosperity, they came.
It was bright and sunny, hardly a cloud in the sky, and the valley of Minetop was at it's peaceful state. Not a single soul wasn't at work, trying to prepare for the harsh season of winter. Many of the men were out farming and tending to their crops while the women were busy at work cooking, sewing clothes, and cleaning up the houses. And finally, the children were out picking berries and exploring. It was a glorious time, filled with prosperity and peace. That was, until a earsplitting crash sounded. And, shortly after, a ferocious roar drew every person, rich or poor, into a terrified state of mind. Immediately, an alarm sounded on the cities' walls. Even the high ruling king was thrown into a state of confusion and alarm.
But, the people of the valley were still optimistic about the current threat. It could have just been a creeper blowing up a spider and it created at strange roar. But not only this, they had the armies of the kingdom. The valley had about 4 battalions of men that gathered together when an unknown or extremely dangerous situation arrived at their doorstep. And though there were several generals and commanders that ordered the troops around the battlefield, the high general, a man by the name of Michaelmillion, commanded the soldiers and their masters.
"I know that many of you are threatened by this unknown danger, but rest assured!" yelled the high general as soon as his armies had gathered in a field near the roar," We shall soon know what this creature is and then-" he was cut short as the battalions and many of the citizens in the city yelled in terror. Michaelmillion whipped around. Rising literally out of the dirt and rocks was a huge, black as night, dragon. It's scales were so glistening in the sunlight that even thought it was death black, you could still see every feature it presented.
Michaelmillion was so awed and, at the same time, terrified, that his feet froze to the ground. Panic began to spread among his troops. He had to keep them from disbanding. He quickly snapped out of his trance and yelled to stay in formation. The dragon was rising high above the ground. So high in fact, that it was starting to turn into nothing but a dot of jet black and terror.
Jelling above the whimperings and cries among his men, Michaelmillion yelled, "I realize now that many of you are horrified at what we are about to face. But be comforted that, if you die, your families, friends, neighbors, everyone! Will know that you died to save them and are a heroes! So I say, stand up! Gather your courage and let us face this fiend as we would a zombie! Those aren't so hard to kill! So why should this one be?" A murmur of laughing broke out as he mentioned how weak the zombies were. It was true that you didn't see them much any more.
"Now! March to battle!" He roared with a tone of bravery and leadership. And despite his words, Michaelmillion still felt frightened by the fact that his men could very well die and all that they had worked for could be lost. Michaelmillion did not fear death, but he did not think he was ready to partake of it either.
As the large army began to walk forward, Michaelmillion ushered his horse forward. The dragon was high now in the sky. It was very hard to see it among the grey clouds that were now accumulating among the sun. Once they had finally reached the area under the ferocious beast, Michaelmillion halted. "This is where we hold our ground. Do not chase until I give you orders. Do you understand me!" A chorus of,"Yes sir! " rang out from the soldiers. Michaelmillion stared into the sky. He was alarmed to the the dragon tilting downwards at an alarming speed. He would hit the ground before long.
"Archers! Stand ready to fire!" The large amount of troops with bows and crossbows readied their weapons. "Ready!" Michaelmillion called out to them. "Aim!" It was time to see what this brute could unleash. "FIRE!" he yelled as an impossible number of arrows flew upwards towards the black nightmare."Raise your shields up above your heads in case fire or arrows strike them!" Many of the troops obeyed. Michaelmillion raised his own shield but kept peeking to watch the dragon's reaction.
As the arrows rose closer to the dragon, Michaelmillion sensed a sensation of danger. He had just barely realized what it was when he realized it was too late. As soon as the arrows approached the black gem-like demon, a strong explosion of fire erupted from it's gaping maw. But this fire was unlike any Michaelmillion had ever seen. It had several lines of blue running along the flames. It looked quite similar to lightning.
Part 2:The Horror
Michaelmillion ushered his horse forward. He had just narrowly avoided being cooked into ash. He looked up to see the dragon smashing down to the ground onto countless of his soldiers. "NO!" Michaelmillion yelled, but it was too late. Their cries of pain had already subsided. Michaelmillion rode at top speed towards the dragon. Why did it want to end these countless lives. They had done nothing to anger him.
Michaelmillion realized that it was the dragon that had bothered them! He had no business rampaging into their world and destroying everything! Michaelmillion's rage blinded his sight as he got closer to the midnight colored devil.
He got closer and closer to the dragon until he was only a few feet away. Michaelmillion began to stand up on his steed. Then, when he was directly in front of the tail, he jumped and narrowly wrapped his arms around the black diamond edges.
Not waiting a moment, Michaelmillion began to inch his way up the dragon. Surely it had noticed him. He guessed that it was too busy to deal with him. And indeed he was correct. The army began to surround it. But unfortunately, not very quickly. If they tried to sprint around to his flank, the dragon would roast them or smash them into pieces.
Michaelmillion did notice another habit of the lizard. Very often, the dragon would extend it's neck towards the troops. Then, it would snatch them up in it's maw and chew them as he would bread. It's razor teeth seemed to slice right through their heavy armor, rendering it nearly useless.
As Michaelmillion got near the top of the dragon's head, he drew his sword. Then, as he was beginning to raise it upwards, the dragon took flight. Michaelmillion was thrown backwards as the dark creature used it's powerful wings to push itself into the air. Michaelmillion quickly clipped onto a spike on it's back and held on for dear life. And even though he wasn't scared of death, Michaelmillion was TERRIFIED of heights. He always had horrible dreams about falling. And when he woke up, he was sweating so bad that it looked as if he had gone through a desert in armor.
Regaining his focus, Michaelmillion slid himself up the dragon's bobbing neck. It was hard, and several times he was poked by the neck spikes. But eventually, he reached the dragon's crown. Re-equipping his sword, he decided to do a short but deadly jab into the dragon's head. He raised it up a bit and was bringing it down when suddenly the dragon took a lurching dive towards the ground. And on the ground, was the capitol city.
Part 3:The Destruction
Wind flared past Michaelmillion's hair as he held on to the dragon's spine spike. As the city grew closer, the wind became faster. Michaelmillion held on with his life and began to do another stab. He raised it up a few inches and then drove it down with all his might. It missed it's destination and jutted into the top of the dragon's crown of spikes. Michaelmillion guessed that the extract-of-space colored liquid was it's blood. However, as dark as it was, it had a small tint of purple to it.
As Michaelmillion retracted his sword, the dragon shrieked at the top of it's lungs and then, razed several rows of the houses with black fire. Several screams, some even rising up with what the dragon had just emitted, filled the smoky air. Michaelmillion had to cover his ears to keep from joining them. Filled with rage, Michaelmillion let go of his ears, drew his sword into the air, crouched higher above the beast, and plunged his sword down into it's skull. It didn't give a shriek this time, but instead let out a torrent of fire and roars that engulfed a portion of the city.
Hundreds, maybe even thousands of cries exploded from the blazed houses. The dragon then began to thrash around and spin to try and knock him away. Michaelmillion lunged and dived across it's back to try and maneuver the demon's attacks. Eventually, it had to quit it's thrashing to continue it's pounding wings. Michaelmillion didn't waste a moment to tend his exhaustion. He immediately withdrew his sword that had only descended a few centimeters into the dragon's skull. Whatever these things were made of, it sure was strong.
Michaelmillion quickly began to raise his sword into the air, this time not going to stab. As soon as it had reached above his head, he forced it through the air in a slashing motion to slice the front of it's nose. About when he had began to reach it's nostril, it dove at a extreme angle. Michaelmillion was thrust out of his crouching position onto the dragon's nose. He whipped his hand to grab it's front face. He managed to latch on to one of it's larger scales that was jutting out above the other ones. Then, not wanting to lose his only weapon, he jammed his unsheathed sword into it's case. As he began to pull himself out of the range of it's maw, Michaelmillion gazed into one of the largest, scariest, set purple eyes he had ever seen.
The center of the staring pupil was a dark, black spot. Then, surrounding this glistening circle was a terrifying shade of purple, much similar to the blood he had witnessed not even minutes ago. He could picture the image in his head even now. The metallic liquid with the purple tint and black fill.
It had not even been a couple of seconds of staring when suddenly, he was thrown off the snout of the dragon down below it's neck. Michaelmillion flailed around to try and get a grasp on one of the black, shiny claw. As he whipped his hand at the curved nail, he was suddenly hit by the dragon's abdomen in the shoulder. It had all happened so fast...
Part 4:The Defense
Michaelmillion flew forward as the massive amount of scales pounded into him. He quickly pushed himself with his uninjured arm below the stomach of the creature. His arm tinged with pain. Michaelmillion latched onto the paw with his working arm and held on with everything he had. Filled with anger and rage he used his hurt arm to draw his sword that laid in his sheath and flung it out of it's case.
His entire arm was racked with pain.He had to encircle his arms around the leg to support the sword. Then, feeling that it was time that the creature deserved as much pain as the city had endured, he plunged it into it's stomach. And, feeling the vibrations that had filled the dragon's body, he was pretty sure he had struck it in it's heart or whatever it based it's life on.
The entire world seemed to shake as the monster let out a roar that could have destroyed a mountain. Feeling that the world meant nothing to him anymore, Michaelmillion released the sword that he held firm and dropped to the ground.
The end... Or is it? Part 2 to come soon!
It was bright and sunny, hardly a cloud in the sky, and the valley of Minetop was at it's peaceful state. Not a single soul wasn't at work, trying to prepare for the harsh season of winter. Many of the men were out farming and tending to their crops while the women were busy at work cooking, sewing clothes, and cleaning up the houses. And finally, the children were out picking berries and exploring. It was a glorious time, filled with prosperity and peace. That was, until a earsplitting crash sounded. And, shortly after, a ferocious roar drew every person, rich or poor, into a terrified state of mind. Immediately, an alarm sounded on the cities' walls. Even the high ruling king was thrown into a state of confusion and alarm.
But, the people of the valley were still optimistic about the current threat. It could have just been a creeper blowing up a spider and it created at strange roar. But not only this, they had the armies of the kingdom. The valley had about 4 battalions of men that gathered together when an unknown or extremely dangerous situation arrived at their doorstep. And though there were several generals and commanders that ordered the troops around the battlefield, the high general, a man by the name of Michaelmillion, commanded the soldiers and their masters.
"I know that many of you are threatened by this unknown danger, but rest assured!" yelled the high general as soon as his armies had gathered in a field near the roar," We shall soon know what this creature is and then-" he was cut short as the battalions and many of the citizens in the city yelled in terror. Michaelmillion whipped around. Rising literally out of the dirt and rocks was a huge, black as night, dragon. It's scales were so glistening in the sunlight that even thought it was death black, you could still see every feature it presented.
Michaelmillion was so awed and, at the same time, terrified, that his feet froze to the ground. Panic began to spread among his troops. He had to keep them from disbanding. He quickly snapped out of his trance and yelled to stay in formation. The dragon was rising high above the ground. So high in fact, that it was starting to turn into nothing but a dot of jet black and terror.
Jelling above the whimperings and cries among his men, Michaelmillion yelled, "I realize now that many of you are horrified at what we are about to face. But be comforted that, if you die, your families, friends, neighbors, everyone! Will know that you died to save them and are a heroes! So I say, stand up! Gather your courage and let us face this fiend as we would a zombie! Those aren't so hard to kill! So why should this one be?" A murmur of laughing broke out as he mentioned how weak the zombies were. It was true that you didn't see them much any more.
"Now! March to battle!" He roared with a tone of bravery and leadership. And despite his words, Michaelmillion still felt frightened by the fact that his men could very well die and all that they had worked for could be lost. Michaelmillion did not fear death, but he did not think he was ready to partake of it either.
As the large army began to walk forward, Michaelmillion ushered his horse forward. The dragon was high now in the sky. It was very hard to see it among the grey clouds that were now accumulating among the sun. Once they had finally reached the area under the ferocious beast, Michaelmillion halted. "This is where we hold our ground. Do not chase until I give you orders. Do you understand me!" A chorus of,"Yes sir! " rang out from the soldiers. Michaelmillion stared into the sky. He was alarmed to the the dragon tilting downwards at an alarming speed. He would hit the ground before long.
"Archers! Stand ready to fire!" The large amount of troops with bows and crossbows readied their weapons. "Ready!" Michaelmillion called out to them. "Aim!" It was time to see what this brute could unleash. "FIRE!" he yelled as an impossible number of arrows flew upwards towards the black nightmare."Raise your shields up above your heads in case fire or arrows strike them!" Many of the troops obeyed. Michaelmillion raised his own shield but kept peeking to watch the dragon's reaction.
As the arrows rose closer to the dragon, Michaelmillion sensed a sensation of danger. He had just barely realized what it was when he realized it was too late. As soon as the arrows approached the black gem-like demon, a strong explosion of fire erupted from it's gaping maw. But this fire was unlike any Michaelmillion had ever seen. It had several lines of blue running along the flames. It looked quite similar to lightning.
Part 2:The Horror
Michaelmillion ushered his horse forward. He had just narrowly avoided being cooked into ash. He looked up to see the dragon smashing down to the ground onto countless of his soldiers. "NO!" Michaelmillion yelled, but it was too late. Their cries of pain had already subsided. Michaelmillion rode at top speed towards the dragon. Why did it want to end these countless lives. They had done nothing to anger him.
Michaelmillion realized that it was the dragon that had bothered them! He had no business rampaging into their world and destroying everything! Michaelmillion's rage blinded his sight as he got closer to the midnight colored devil.
He got closer and closer to the dragon until he was only a few feet away. Michaelmillion began to stand up on his steed. Then, when he was directly in front of the tail, he jumped and narrowly wrapped his arms around the black diamond edges.
Not waiting a moment, Michaelmillion began to inch his way up the dragon. Surely it had noticed him. He guessed that it was too busy to deal with him. And indeed he was correct. The army began to surround it. But unfortunately, not very quickly. If they tried to sprint around to his flank, the dragon would roast them or smash them into pieces.
Michaelmillion did notice another habit of the lizard. Very often, the dragon would extend it's neck towards the troops. Then, it would snatch them up in it's maw and chew them as he would bread. It's razor teeth seemed to slice right through their heavy armor, rendering it nearly useless.
As Michaelmillion got near the top of the dragon's head, he drew his sword. Then, as he was beginning to raise it upwards, the dragon took flight. Michaelmillion was thrown backwards as the dark creature used it's powerful wings to push itself into the air. Michaelmillion quickly clipped onto a spike on it's back and held on for dear life. And even though he wasn't scared of death, Michaelmillion was TERRIFIED of heights. He always had horrible dreams about falling. And when he woke up, he was sweating so bad that it looked as if he had gone through a desert in armor.
Regaining his focus, Michaelmillion slid himself up the dragon's bobbing neck. It was hard, and several times he was poked by the neck spikes. But eventually, he reached the dragon's crown. Re-equipping his sword, he decided to do a short but deadly jab into the dragon's head. He raised it up a bit and was bringing it down when suddenly the dragon took a lurching dive towards the ground. And on the ground, was the capitol city.
Part 3:The Destruction
Wind flared past Michaelmillion's hair as he held on to the dragon's spine spike. As the city grew closer, the wind became faster. Michaelmillion held on with his life and began to do another stab. He raised it up a few inches and then drove it down with all his might. It missed it's destination and jutted into the top of the dragon's crown of spikes. Michaelmillion guessed that the extract-of-space colored liquid was it's blood. However, as dark as it was, it had a small tint of purple to it.
As Michaelmillion retracted his sword, the dragon shrieked at the top of it's lungs and then, razed several rows of the houses with black fire. Several screams, some even rising up with what the dragon had just emitted, filled the smoky air. Michaelmillion had to cover his ears to keep from joining them. Filled with rage, Michaelmillion let go of his ears, drew his sword into the air, crouched higher above the beast, and plunged his sword down into it's skull. It didn't give a shriek this time, but instead let out a torrent of fire and roars that engulfed a portion of the city.
Hundreds, maybe even thousands of cries exploded from the blazed houses. The dragon then began to thrash around and spin to try and knock him away. Michaelmillion lunged and dived across it's back to try and maneuver the demon's attacks. Eventually, it had to quit it's thrashing to continue it's pounding wings. Michaelmillion didn't waste a moment to tend his exhaustion. He immediately withdrew his sword that had only descended a few centimeters into the dragon's skull. Whatever these things were made of, it sure was strong.
Michaelmillion quickly began to raise his sword into the air, this time not going to stab. As soon as it had reached above his head, he forced it through the air in a slashing motion to slice the front of it's nose. About when he had began to reach it's nostril, it dove at a extreme angle. Michaelmillion was thrust out of his crouching position onto the dragon's nose. He whipped his hand to grab it's front face. He managed to latch on to one of it's larger scales that was jutting out above the other ones. Then, not wanting to lose his only weapon, he jammed his unsheathed sword into it's case. As he began to pull himself out of the range of it's maw, Michaelmillion gazed into one of the largest, scariest, set purple eyes he had ever seen.
The center of the staring pupil was a dark, black spot. Then, surrounding this glistening circle was a terrifying shade of purple, much similar to the blood he had witnessed not even minutes ago. He could picture the image in his head even now. The metallic liquid with the purple tint and black fill.
It had not even been a couple of seconds of staring when suddenly, he was thrown off the snout of the dragon down below it's neck. Michaelmillion flailed around to try and get a grasp on one of the black, shiny claw. As he whipped his hand at the curved nail, he was suddenly hit by the dragon's abdomen in the shoulder. It had all happened so fast...
Part 4:The Defense
Michaelmillion flew forward as the massive amount of scales pounded into him. He quickly pushed himself with his uninjured arm below the stomach of the creature. His arm tinged with pain. Michaelmillion latched onto the paw with his working arm and held on with everything he had. Filled with anger and rage he used his hurt arm to draw his sword that laid in his sheath and flung it out of it's case.
His entire arm was racked with pain.He had to encircle his arms around the leg to support the sword. Then, feeling that it was time that the creature deserved as much pain as the city had endured, he plunged it into it's stomach. And, feeling the vibrations that had filled the dragon's body, he was pretty sure he had struck it in it's heart or whatever it based it's life on.
The entire world seemed to shake as the monster let out a roar that could have destroyed a mountain. Feeling that the world meant nothing to him anymore, Michaelmillion released the sword that he held firm and dropped to the ground.
The end... Or is it? Part 2 to come soon!
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