The forest. Such a serene, wonderful place. The wildlife bustled about as if nothing else in the world mattered. The light chick-chick-chick of animals as they found each other, playing about in the grass.
Far away, footsteps were heard banging on the ground. A squeal of delight came from the two children as they busted through the bushes, pushing and shoving each other while giggling.
They both held sticks and they were clashing them together, fighting as if they were in an RPG game. Neither was determined to give up, each one with a fierce look in their eyes.
However, the image began to fade. It became blurred, as if it were being torn away by force from their minds. It was fading, fading... Untill it was just darkness...
Pikale came to consciousness, groaning in pain. His body hurt all over as if he had fallen from a reasonable height. Opening his eyes and pulling himself to his feet, he noticed that he was in an unfamiliar place. A thick forest, to be exact, which was weird because the last thing he could remember was slacking off like usual, playing Minecraft with his friends.
As he analyzed his surrounding, Pikale noticed that the ground, trees, and even the leaves were square. "What the hell...?" He muttered, holding his head. "This look exactly like Minecraft. That's not possible. Not freaking possible." He took a double take. A triple take. A quadruple take.
Pikale stood there for a few seconds before slowly returning to the ground, laying his head on the soft, flat ground. "This is a dream. Things like this doesn't happen! It's like I'm in Sword Art Online or something! I'd love for this to be real, but it's definitely not. My body hurting is just my brain acting up, and I don't smell cows-"
Freezing mid-sentence, Pikale looked up to see a cow standing over him, with a square head and rectangular body. As soon as it's saliva began dripping on his face, Pikale stood back up and kicked the cow away in anger. "WHAT THE HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!?"
"Tssss?"Came a sound from behind.
"I'm in Minecraft! FREAKING MINECRAFT!" Pikale screamed, turning around to the noise. A tall, plant-like green creature looked at him curiously, tilting it's head. "Oh shi-"
Sean shook his head. Looking at his hands, he could still not believe it. He was in Minecraft. Freaking Minecraft. He stared around, in total disbelief of his surroundings. Squares, as far as the eye could see. He cautiously took a step, testing out the ground beneath him.
From his years of experience, he took a couple steps forwards, towards a tree. Pulling his fist back, he took a good punch at the tree. To his surprise, it broke into a cube in his hand. Focusing his eyes on it, he wondered how to make it into wooden planks. To his amazement, it changed.
Eyes widening in shock, he willed the planks to further become a crafting table. When the planks became a crafting table, he set it down, proud of his handiwork. Walking back over to the trees, he began to craft more basic tools for his survival. When he was finished, he used his axe and the crafting table disappeared. To where? Sean did not know.
As he turned around, he saw someone. Someone he knew well. Running forwards, he threw the axe at the Creeper behind him.
"-t." Pikale finished, as a wooden axe sailed past his head and intothe creeper's face. Blinking once to verify the event, he turned around to see one of his best friends. Except... all cube-ified. "We should probably run, amirite?"
"Probably." Sean agreed, before they booked it out of there.
After a few minutes of running, they stopped by the side of a river, Pikale exhausted. "Holy crap, I can't get used to this..."
"Really? It's pretty easy, I think." Jumping into the water, Sean practiced swimming in his new body. "See? Easy. Now, how do we access inventory..."
"Huh?" Pikale muttered, a moment after face-palming. Looking at his left arm, he noticed a transparent version of the hot-bar. Semi-astounded, he tried to take it off, but it was stuck good.
Sean noticed what Pikale was doing and got out of the river. "Chicken poop on you?"
"No- it's this weird thing on my arm. It bothers the heck out of me! The transparency level hurts my eyes." Frustrated, Pikale slammed the back of his hand into a tree. A holographic projection popped up from the hot-bar as he did so.
"Sean calmly took his right hand and tapped the back of his left. With ease, the inventory appeared, showing him his crafting table and left-over wooden planks. "Nice."
"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU SO CALM?!" Pikale exclaimed, grabbing his friend by the shoulders and shaking him wildly. "WE'RE IN A VIDEO-GAME! A DANGEROUS VIDEO-GAME WHERE YOU'VE DIED COUNTLESS TIMES FOR POINTLESS REASONS! WE'RE NEVER GOING TO SEE OUR FAMILIES AGAIN! I'LL NEVER SEE MY CRUSH AGAIN!"
"Crush, eh?" Sean asked, trying to change the subject so his ears wouldn't be blown out. "What's her name?"
"Pikale looked Sean in the eye with an utter loss for words. "Her... name?" Looking away, he thought for a moment before hitting his head on a tree. "I can't remember... Not even her face... or my parent's faces... what's wrong with me..."
"Can't remember?" Sean muttered, trying to remember his own life. However, the only things he could remember was about Minecraft, and his gaming friends. Slowly turning around to face the river again, Sean bent down and looked into the water. In the reflection, he could see his Minecraft skin's face, not his own. "Oh lemons."
"What're we gonna do, what're we gonna do, what're we gonna do..." Pikale muttered to himself, over and over, until suddenly stopping. Taking a deep breath, he calmly lifted Sean up back into a standing position before pointing down the river. "We are going that way."
"Uh, Pikale?" Sean looked at his friend in confusion. Wasn't he just freaking out?
"I realized that this is probably going to be some horrible cliche adventure, so I decided to just get it over with. Come on, let's go, Sean."
"Alright, fine. Whatever."
Sean and Pikale began following the river's edge, off into unknown, mysterious, and blocky places...
