Kyle walked home from school one day, talking to his friends, who lived nearby. They talked about the homework they had been given, and other things that teenage boys liked to talk about.

"Bruh, did we have any homework in math today?" asked Kyle as he pulled out his phone.

"Yeah, that bitch gave us a shit ton! Were you even paying attention, dumbass?" replied his friend, who also pulled out his phone.

"Shut the fuck up cunt before I slice you to bits with my diamond sword!" screamed Kyle as he opened up Minecraft: Pocket Edition on his phone.

You see, Kyle and his friends saw Minecraft as a safe haven. When they had problems, Minecraft was always there for them. If they had trouble in school, Minecraft was there to teach them. If they were getting bullied, Minecraft showed them how to stand up for themselves. They all loved to play with each other in their free time, and what they spent most of that said time doing.

"Well, here's my stop. See you later cuckboys!" Kyle yelled as he ran up to his front door. His friends all screamed insults and racial slurs at him as he barreled through the front door upstairs to his room.

Opening his door, he walked into his mess of a room. Trash littered the floor, the walls were peeled, and clothes piled up in the laundry bin. Kyle was a bit of a mess maker, and his room clearly showed that.

"Mom, why isn't my room cleaned like I asked for it to be this morning, you fucking bitch!" Kyle screamed as he threw the door open is a fit of rage.

"Shut up you ungrateful little bastard before I come up there and beat you!" his mother screamed from the kitchen.

Kyle, while being a huge slob, was also a very lazy boy. He never cleaned his room himself, always electing for his mom to do it for him. Kyle was also a very angry boy. He seemed to get mad at even the smallest details. Because of all these traits, Kyle was very disliked by most people. Older people thought he was 'disrespectful' and 'loud', while people his age thought he was a 'loser', and a 'fatass'.

Kyle never really seemed to care about this fact. On top of Minecraft, Kyle would always just dab on the haters, a skill he learned from a wise person he had met while on Minecraft. Thisz helped him deal with all of these people and all of his issues.

"Fucking bitch, I'll deal with her later," Kyle said as he sat down at his computer. "Now, time for some Minecraft!" Kyle pushed the power button on the computer. As the system booted up, Kyle grabbed a bag of chips lying on the floor. He looked at the expiration date. "Expired only by three days, not bad!" Kyle exclaimed as he happily tossed a chip in his mouth.

As the computer finally came to life, he logged in and clicked on the only thing in his desktop: Minecraft.

"Finally, time to relax and get some fucking diamonds!" Kyle announced as he started up a new game. As he started up the game, something seemed off to Kyle. "Where the fuck is my hand?" Kyle questioned as he clicked around the screen, looking for an answer.

While trying to fix the problem, some text appeared at the bottom left corner of the screen.

"'Do you like Minecraft, Kyle?' What the fuck, who wrote this?" Kyle exclaimed as he read the text off the screen. "Yeah, I do like Minecraft, who doesn't? It's the best fucking game on this planet!" Kyle typed out into the text bar and pressed enter.

"What do you think of actually being in a game of MInecraft?" The screen wrote out as more text appeared.

"That would be dope as fuck!" Kyle wrote into the chat box.

"Excellent! Now hold on to your hat, because it's going to be a bumpy ride!"

Kyle read the question and said outloud, "What the fuck does he mean by bumpy ride?" As he questioned this statement made by what he assumed to be the game, his body started to feel weird. "What the hell, what's going on?" Kyle asked to himself as his vision started to become blurry. As he looked down, he noticed that his body was starting to become transparent. "What in the fuck? Am I going bonkers, or am I actually disappearing?" Kyle questioned to himself. "Hey Mom! Get your ass up here and tell me if there is something wrong with me!"

"Okay you fucking brat, I'll be up there in a second!"

"Oka-" Kyle went to say until he fully disappeared as a mist seemed to be sucked into the computer screen. As this happened, a new text appeared on the computer screen.

"The prophecy is finally set in motion. Will this boy be able to save us from destruction?"

After that came a text came up announcing the arrival of a new player.

"Kyle has joined the game."

Kyle's mom never was able to see if anything was wrong with her annoying little bitchboy of a son.