Minecraft - Arrival of the apocalypse

by BlockSpiration

The dawn of the apocalypse is coming, and Steve has still to prepare for the final battle for vengeance. Many obstacles are ahead of him, and an obstacle cleared is a step closer to his main goal. Should he succeed in his precarious journey or would he fall into ashes before he could do justice?

1. Prologue

[PROLOGUE]

"Alright, we have reached Ironspark!"

The little, rickety chariot shook as the charioteer hopped off the poorly made seat to help carry the belongings out of the chariot.

"Aye, this town has been 'ere since the early years of Minecraftia. Probably the most carefree and affordable place you would ever visit! But the quality of service is not the best though, just to let you know!" The Charioteer exclaimed, as he hove out a rather hefty luggage bag.

Steve took a quick virgin glance around the town square. The town was humid and hot, concentrated with fumes of molten Iron and carbon, giving a tint of vermillion to the scenery. Steampunk houses erected from every corner. A fountain was beside him, its water reflecting the colours of the scenery around it. The flamboyant sound of hammering on metal could be heard constantly. The town folks here were either buff men or petite women. Small groups of men were conversing at the town square, some groups were accompanied by a woman or two.

"Not sure why you would come to such a place young lad, but yeah, it's quite a different change of perspective from the cities you lived in!" The Charioteer said, throwing a bag at him from the chariot, hitting Steve in the chest which then broke his moment of absorbing the town scene.

"It'll be 2 gold ingots! Though it seems like a small fee, it's actually quite a payment if you took it at the Dwarfish point of view. Ye be surprised how 2 gold ingots could settle me for a day!" The Charioteer exclaimed, wiping off the sweat of his head with his ginger haired arm.

"R-right! The fee!" Steve stuttered, still recovering from town scenery.

"Here you go." Steve handed the Dwarf his fee after much digging into his pockets and taking out the wrong items.

"Alright then! I'll be going! Enjoy ye stay!" The Dwarf replied as he hopped back up onto the Chariot seat. "Good luck with your journey!" He bid farewell to Steve as his whipped the lashes of his donkey steed, trotting off slowly into the distance.

Steve picked up his belongings, and took a deep breather.

"Alright, here's a start of a new life, a new day!" He told himself, mustering the determination to start his first step. "Here we go! For my parents!"