sᴏᴍᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ⓦⓞⓡⓛⓓ
sᴏᴍᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʀʏ
ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ:
ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀʏ
Sometimes, they'd see glimpses of a world where everything wasn't the way it was. Where everything was peaceful and no one fought. It wasn't the world they lived in. Here, it was fight or be killed. No solution at all. And boy did he kill. He tormented even, and everyone knew his name, be it NPC, or User. He didn't care. He wanted peace, and the only way there was through war. It was the only way. It was what he'd been raised on so he could protect her. Shield his sister from the bitterness that was their reality.
She knew the reality of their world, long before he tried to protect her. She didn't need
Herobrine's protection, as much as he thought. But they both still stuck up for each other as their lives raced on into eternity. They couldn't trust Notch to protect them, he'd given them up so easily to the harsh world after he'd sworn to keep them safe. But she didn't mind. He wasn't the best brother in the world, if he did that, and so, he didn't matter.
But still, darkness found them together, sitting in front of a fire, pondering. Thoughts going faster than they needed to. Holding each other through their tears.
Wondering about the world where everything was right. Where life wasn't all about fighting or wondering if they'd die in their sleep.
They thought of another Minecraftia.