After the defeat of the dreaded Ender Dragon, there was an era of prosperity in the land of Harkör. The lone survivors of the ordeal, Jon and Barry, passed on the tale of their journey. They told the story not for their own glory, but to honor their five fallen companions. The two were hailed as heroes, and the land lived in peace and freedom from fear. However, the tranquility was broken when a new evil appeared: The Wither. While the seven heroes never had any direct descendants, their spirits were carried on in the form of seven new heroes, who set out to destroy this new adversary. Here is their story.


The story begins in a forest, where the young warriors gathered supplies to build their base. The woods were filled with busy chatter as people gather timber, food, and other materials. Austin Polonius Bartolomeo Galahad, nicknamed "PBG" for short, was not the youngest of the bunch by age, but maturity wise he was. He was timid and unsure, just like a child. As a member of the Royal Family, Austin spent most of his life within the confines of the castle walls. This bred his desire for adventure, but also his fear of danger. He idolized the heroes of the past who had defeated the Ender Dragon, and fantasized about being one of them. His wish came true when he heard news about the Wither. He was the one who assembled the team to defeat it.

Despite his childlike demeanor, he elected himself leader of the group, and marched them out of the forest; strangely, the group followed without contest. After a short walk, they came across a barren, sandy plain. "There's a desert, that's perfect. Let's set up base in the desert." directed Professor Stewart McJones.

From the time he could just speak, Stewart McJones was learning and being taught. He was apprenticed by the court mage of the Royal Family. Because of this, he grew up in the castle. He and Austin became very close to one another, and Stewart considered him a younger brother of sorts. Stewart was exceptionally bright and excelled in all his studies, becoming a Professor at a rather young age. He was the first to be included in the team; his knowledge would be essential to the quest.

Construction began on the group's shelter. Most of the group remained in the desert to build the house, but Barry stayed behind to mine in a ravine. Night began to fall, and Barry had still not returned to the base. Jared, growing worried for his friend, set out to find him. Jared ran to the ravine where Barry was, only to find it guarded by a horrible sight: a cursed skeleton in golden armor. Panicked, Jared shouted into the ravine, trying to call to Barry. Barry replied, assuring Jared that he was alright. He was relieved, but his shouting had drawn the attention of the deathly archer. The skeleton drew back its bow and shot at Jared, piercing his right shoulder. "I can't beat him with just a wooden sword. Damn my frailty!" Jared hissed to himself as he retreated back to base.

Diath Woodrow had gone by many names before, this time his alias was Jared. Diath was a rogue who had a reputation of infamy in many places. He was cunning and streetwise, as rogues tend to be. Austin knew full well of Jared's unsavory past, but he recruited him all the same; Jared was skilled and would be a great addition to the team.

He arrived safely, and was greeted happily by his teammates, especially when he told them that Barry was safe. This good news gave the group a sense of security, perhaps too much so. Growing restless in their small shack, they ventured outside into the cool desert night. They marveled at all the denizens of the dark that had appeared on the sandy dunes. A giant, horrifying spider spied them and crawled towards them. The beast bit into Jared, who was having a bout of particularly bad luck tonight. Austin hacked away at it with a pickaxe and finished it off. "Can we just stay in the house for a while, and not get ourselves killed the first night?" Chided McJones.


The sun rose, and the creatures of the night began to burn away. There was still much that needed to be done; they needed more food, and Barry was still down in the ravine. To cover more ground, the party split up into groups. "McJones, Jared, and Tim, go save Barry. Kyle and Dean, come with me." instructed Austin. The group headed up by McJones marched down to the ravine and found Barry in fine health. The relief was short lived, because from the woods a tall green creature slinked out. "Creeper!" Shouted Jared. Tim turned around just in time to face the explosion head on. "Tim, are you okay?" asked McJones. Tim nodded, but he had definitely sustained a bit of damage. With Barry with them, they headed back to base.

Barry, while not formally tutored as Stewart had been, was perhaps the wisest in the group. He had skill in many aspects, and was quite knowledgeable. Had he received the education McJones had, he would have surpassed him in knowledge. He was not boastful of his intellect at all. Instead, he was patient and well mannered. Among the natural skills he had was the keen ability to sense signs and omens. This was a skill he used all his life, but never told anyone about. Perhaps because he was modest, or maybe he did not see how important the skill was; it came naturally to him, so he thought nothing of it!

Meanwhile, Austin, Kyle, and Dean entered a thick jungle in search of animals. Curious as ever, Austin and Dean ran ahead to explore. They walked along a river a short while, and then saw a most strange sight. In the distance loomed a great stone structure, unlike anything they had ever seen before. The stones were mossy, indicating that this building had been here a long time. The two approached the ancient thing and peered inside. There was not much inside, but a staircase leading down even further into the building. Dean was beyond excited; this was the kind of adventure he lived for! Austin was far more hesitant than his friend. Being as timid as he was, he begged Dean not to go in, who in turn urged Austin to do the opposite. "We'll come back to this, Dean." promised Austin as he climbed off the strange monument.

Out of the whole group, Dean was the youngest; not just by age, but in experience and maturity. He knew he was the least experienced, so he unconsciously made himself louder, perhaps in an attempt to prove himself. What he lacked in knowledge he made up for in enthusiasm. Like Austin, he craved adventure. Unlike Austin however, he did not have a fear of danger to dampen his desire to explore. Some call this bravery, others call it foolishness.

Returning to the jungle, Austin called out to Kyle, asking him if he had delivered the meat back to base. There was no response. Austin knew what had happened; Kyle had Lagg Syndrome, a disorder marked by bouts of extreme lethargy, mutism, and fainting. The disorder can be present as acute or chronic. Kyle unfortunately had the chronic variety, and he was no doubt having a spell of it right now. Dean and Austin carried on, because this was a fairly normal occurrence. It was late afternoon and they were still in the jungle, so Austin began making more effort to get back home. Dean tarried behind, getting distracted by everything in the jungle. "Dean, I'm going back with or without you. Let's go." Said Austin sternly. Begrudgingly, Dean complied and followed.

Kyle awoke from his Lagg stupor as Dean and Austin reached the desert. He called out to them to let them know he was alright. Their brief celebration was cut short when a tall, shadowy figure suddenly appeared. An Enderman started ominously teleporting towards Dean. "Guys, come here! We have to save Dean!" Austin shouted to his teammates. Dean ran screaming towards the house, and everyone filed in. The Enderman did not chase them that far, and they counted themselves as lucky. Barry thought the event to be quite strange: an Enderman in broad daylight? It seemed to be a bad omen, he thought to himself. He shook his head and ordered himself to think no more of it.