Prologue
IMPORTANT: I have realised that people have only seen the prologue of my fanfiction then just left from there. If you did click here on purpose, I suggest you read the whole story. I am still unsure if I should keep going with this fanfiction, so please review and follow if you really enjoyed it.
A/N:
Wow, I can't believe you actually found this story! Anyway, this is my first ever fanfiction I have created, so I decided to do it on one of my favourite games, Minecraft! I really don't know if this will get well known, so I decided to write this prologue as a preview of what the story will be about. The summary of the story isn't very reliable, as I have tried to explain the story in a nutshell without any spoilers. I should really stop writing and let you guys read. Cheers!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything from Minecraft, all rights go to Mojang. I only own my original characters.
27th April 2018
The sunset would have been beautiful, if it weren't for the exploisions nearby. As I write this journal entry, I can faintly hear the screeching shouts of my fellow comrades. Obviously I can't do anything since I am lying on my bed in my hospital room. My legs are severely injured and it is about two o'clock in the morning right now, but I still have the energy to finish writing this entry.
Two days ago, I was at a small dark chamber on a mission. It has been a fortnight since we left Cubonia, and we were all weak and tired. It was too challenging to continue our mission. We ran out of food and water; our swords looked rusted; we ran out of arrows (not that I needed them); and we were very low in numbers. Half of my soldiers left, not wanting to risk their lives anymore. I wouldn't call it cowardice; I knew what they felt. But as a young man who would risk anything for the safety of my companions, I had to stay strong, so I stayed in the room with my two best friends, Draydic and Letta.
We went out the dark chamber via trapdoor and explored a giant dark cave filled with glimmering ores and the deadly hissing of spiders. The only illumination we had was a single torch, that was about to burn out. The last thing I remember when I was there was hearing a large click when I stepped on what I think was a pressure plate. Afterwards all I heard were a variety of sounds mixed up together and jumbled up in my mind. I woke up and noticed I was lying on a very soft surface, and quickly realised I was lying on a comforting bed. I was surprised that I lived, as I thought that pressure plate would lead me to a trap that would injure me much more than a simple broken leg. I was even more surprised when I saw Draydic and Letta unharmed. They told me that I was only walking casually when suddenly they heard a click and a piston moved the block I was standing on. I fell in the hole and landed in a room full of TNT. Guess what happened next? It exploded. Fortunately my enchanted diamond armor absorbed most of the damage, but the fall broke my legs and the immense amount of stone that buried me made me unconscious. My friends were successfully able to rescue me and took me back to Cubonia, abandoning their mission.
Unfortunately the city has an extremely low amount of potions left in stock, mainly due to the fact that our Nether farm was spotted and destroyed by annoying ghasts. This meant my wounds had to be healed naturally. But hey, I can spend this time resting and not having to worry that a skeleton or creeper will pop up around the corner any minute.
I don't know why we are even in this war. In fact, we don't even know who we are defending ourselves from! All early history of the war is lost, so we barely have any knowledge of the other side. I was at the chamber because it was rumored that the leader was there, planning his/her/its next attack, and I was supposed to gather information from it, but I failed. However, I did see a glimpse of the leader at the caves before it dissapeared, as if it teleported. I knew it was the leader because it wasn't a mob; it was a human, or so it looked like one. It didn't have eyes at all, so all you could see was the white bones of the skull staring directly at you. It wore a distinctive and decorative black cloak that covered its whole body so I don't what kind of body it has. I find it unusual that he did not attempt to attack me or my friends. I would tell King Jeb about this but I don't think I have enough information to please him. He is not the joyful and forgiving king he was before. He is now a more judgeful and stricter king, showing barely any signs of mercy whatsover. If he found out I failed, he would cut off my left hand, the only hand I have left.
I'm pretty tired now so I am going to end this entry. Hopefully I can sleep well considering that the bombs and screams will not give me any pleasant dreams.
~Cedric Anthony
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