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This is a project I've wanted to do for awhile now. Any constructive criticism is welcome. Now just what is constructive criticism? Well, say you see a flaw you would tell me: "Shaidoc, I see (place flaw here). If you did this (place way to make it better here), it might work out better." The major point is to make it polite. Thank you.
And for those of you that care a short history of Gillia.
Back before the creepers and zombies rose up against the kind people of Minecraftia there was a man named Gill, I would tell you his last name, but sadly it has become last to history. One day Gill decided he had enough of living the normal life of a farmer. One day he took up his father's steel sword and headed to the west to find adventure. He traveled many days and nights before he found a small cave. "I wonder what would could be in there" He stated, so with just his sword in hand, you must remember creepers and zombies were not a threat as they had not arrived yet, he ventured into the cave. As he was climbing down he kept hearing a funny whisper around him, he shook it off and continued, but he knew something was not right. As he reached the bottom of what he now realized was a ravine he saw a faint glow that came from what seemed to be a torched, but it had some form of stone where the wick should be. Mind you they had not discovered redstone at this time either. Gill looked behind the strange torch to see a vast store room filled with treasures. Gill decided to return later with a pack pig to carry some of the treasure away. Upon returning Gill noticed that the torch had been replaced with a sign. "Greetings, take all that you wish, but be warned. Any use you make with this gold well be cursed. -Herobrine-" Gill never thought much about it and loaded his sacks done with the gold, diamond, and steel.
Years later Gill founded Gillian which in time grew large enough to become it's own kingdom. Shortly after King Gill, as he is named now, finished his castle a black creature from a place referred to as the nether, was summonded by a mysterious force. The battle that followed took many nights, as the creature would retreat to a evil realm during they day. I think it was four nights, now remember I am an old man so my memory isn't what it used to be, before the creature was weakened enough for King Gill to lop off it''s head with his diamond sword. He took the head, of what he called a Wither King, he named it this because it's purpose was to wither the kingdom of Gillia away to ash, and placed in the great hall of his castle. There it is to this day as none are brave enough to remove the head for fear that it may awaken.
And for those of you that care a short history of Gillia.
Back before the creepers and zombies rose up against the kind people of Minecraftia there was a man named Gill, I would tell you his last name, but sadly it has become last to history. One day Gill decided he had enough of living the normal life of a farmer. One day he took up his father's steel sword and headed to the west to find adventure. He traveled many days and nights before he found a small cave. "I wonder what would could be in there" He stated, so with just his sword in hand, you must remember creepers and zombies were not a threat as they had not arrived yet, he ventured into the cave. As he was climbing down he kept hearing a funny whisper around him, he shook it off and continued, but he knew something was not right. As he reached the bottom of what he now realized was a ravine he saw a faint glow that came from what seemed to be a torched, but it had some form of stone where the wick should be. Mind you they had not discovered redstone at this time either. Gill looked behind the strange torch to see a vast store room filled with treasures. Gill decided to return later with a pack pig to carry some of the treasure away. Upon returning Gill noticed that the torch had been replaced with a sign. "Greetings, take all that you wish, but be warned. Any use you make with this gold well be cursed. -Herobrine-" Gill never thought much about it and loaded his sacks done with the gold, diamond, and steel.
Years later Gill founded Gillian which in time grew large enough to become it's own kingdom. Shortly after King Gill, as he is named now, finished his castle a black creature from a place referred to as the nether, was summonded by a mysterious force. The battle that followed took many nights, as the creature would retreat to a evil realm during they day. I think it was four nights, now remember I am an old man so my memory isn't what it used to be, before the creature was weakened enough for King Gill to lop off it''s head with his diamond sword. He took the head, of what he called a Wither King, he named it this because it's purpose was to wither the kingdom of Gillia away to ash, and placed in the great hall of his castle. There it is to this day as none are brave enough to remove the head for fear that it may awaken.
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