Chapter 1 -
Why hello there. You probably don't know who I am, but that's alright, because it isn't important now. This story has nothing to do with me, but something much more important than myself and the rest of the human race entirely. You may or may not know of the blessed land of The Cube within the rule of Mineplex. Mineplex was a kingdom in the continent of Minecraftia, a land full of strife, creativity, and cooperation. Minecraftia was a sprawling land with a large amount of varying land features, such as deserts, jungles, and plains, just to name a few. This continent really seemed to never end and there was always something to find or explore. Due to this fact, over 100 million people came to Minecraftia to the current date and hundreds more are flooding in each day.
Now, when this tale takes place, this is the time period a substantial time after Minecraftia was discovered by Notch and his followers at Mojang, but during the height of civilization and communication between peoples. Kingdoms such as TheHive, Mineplex, and Hypixel in the continent fought for supremacy of the land, which even though it was never ending, they felt that it was necessary to have some land from each other. Quite pointless, if you ask me.
As of the time of this story, Mineplex had taken control of a very vital piece of land, bringing the kingdom many riches and several prosperous years. But something was always lurking in the darkness, poised to strike the wealthy kingdom at anytime. The complacent citizens did not notice this incoming threat, but continued to live enjoyable lives. Then, TheHive struck with great force, raiding cities under the unification of Mineplex and taking citizens as prisoners, devastating Mineplex as a whole. Thus, the Great MC War took place, killing tens of thousands of people, fighting for each of their beliefs and for their ruling kingdoms.
After the War, some left the continent of Minecraftia altogether, stating that it was not worth the trouble and would much rather to live their lives elsewhere. Others left their respective kingdom and instead lived as hermits, with no dependence on anything besides the land and the sea. The rest stayed loyal to their superiors, but this number was greatly reduced, as the effect of the high casualty rate from the war. This massive split created the most separated the contain had ever been.
But though all of this, there was a legend about a place where everything is perfect. But any area like this must not exist and merely be folktales, many hypothesised. Even so, several individuals and groups tried to reach this fabled land called the Cube. The Cube was said to be a mystical place where only a select few would be able to journey to this coveted land, and as a reward for making it there, they would be granted entrance to the Cube. Even though no one knew where this place was, a great many attempted to find it and took journeys years at a time, but finding nothing, and it was finally assumed many years later that The Cube must truly was nothing but a myth.
And that thought about The Cube stayed that way for an extremely long time, until a little robot with a lot of heart took it upon himself to find the elusive place himself. This little robot, yet only one person, would change the lives of many before his odyssey would be finished. This little robot became an image to follow for success, and an inspiration to all. And his name...was Graser.