A ship made of iron blocks with glass windows was floating in a place that was not meant to be visited by mincraftians. This ship floated in the void goo at the bottom of the once thought bottomless pit known as the void.
The void was supposed to be unreachable, but someone found a hole in the bedrock. This hole let morons and fools into a world that was sealed for good reason. Everyone who entered that hole died until someone went down in an iron bubble. Of corse, when science found the void goo they studied it. They learned that they could make living creatures out of it, But no one was dumb enough to try.
Until now.
Two crafters had made an apparatus to give life to a person they had made out of the void goo. They were the ones in the ship in the void.
"Is this legal?"
"No"
"is it safe?"
"Probably not."
"Go for it then"
They fired their machine at the void goo in a mold shaped as a mincraftian. Then… Their ship blew up.
THE END
Or at least thats what they thought would happen, falling in to void goo and all. But it would not be so!
Both awoke on black platforms of what felt like obsidian. A boy sat upon a pillar looking down at them.
"Ah! Good you're not dead yet."
"What happened?"
"You lot fell into the goo and I pulled you out again. I wanted to thank you for waking me up, I see that the overworld needs to be cleansed again."
"Cleansed of what?"
"You lot. Well then, I thanked you and that is all I kept you alive for, have fun in the nether. I will send the rest of your race down there soon enough. May herobrine have mercy. Bye!"
And with that he dropped then back into the void goo.
This boy was Shadow: the void walker and what he did next was his job. He wiped out every bit of the worlds and lastly he wiped out his own memory and the memories of the void. Every aspect of this world would start anew, how it was supposed to be. Only one crafter per world. So four spawned,in the overworld, in the Ather, in the nether and in the void.
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