Once, not too long ago, a black faced minecraftian spawned in his first ever multiplayer world. He walked away from the spawn into a small cave, he hid there for about an hour, then it came to him, why not explore, why not make freinds? Why not oneday defeat the Ender dragon with brave companions?

This is his story.

Walking out of the cave, he looked around for mobs, it was dusk by the time he came out. He ventured out, with nothing but his fist to protect him. Suddenly, he heard a footstep, he looked around for something, anything, even just a chicken, but what he saw suprised him more than any mob. He looked into it's eyes, they were not the black eyes of a creeper, nor the sockets of an undead skeleton, it's eyes were human, well, minecraftian. The player walked down the small hill it was standing on, and punched him. Feeling angered, he punched back. Alot. An arrow then came out of nowhere and killed the aggressive player. In front of the Minecraftian, stood a warrior. He was wearing just the normal skin, Steve. He wore Iron armour and a bow in hand, Who was this heroic player?

"Is your health low? here, have a Porckchop." He passed a cooked porkchop to our Character, who ate it instantly. The player walked away back towards a seemingly massive castle, which many other players were taking shelter in. "You should go to the main hall to get some items, some players have been disliking our server and there randomly attacking anyone they see." This confused our player, why don't the admins just ban them? He walked over towards some iron doors, once he stepped infront of them, they opened! Our player looked down to see pressure pads, and then walked in. What he saw next amazed him.

Over 100 players in beds, a huge statue made completely of diamond blocks, and a very important looking player behind a table wearing a full set of diamond. He started walking towards the player, he looked like steve, only more... Higher quality.

Part 2 Coming soon!