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Character Bio

Name: Jordan Emmett

Age: 17

Race: African American

Appearance: 5'11" (height), dark brown eyes, averge looks, black hair, buzz cut (no widow's peak), diagonal tattoo of birds in flight on each wrist

General Clothing: Black-rimmed glasses., open short-sleeve, red, black, and white plaid button-down/button-up (I honestly don't know the difference)shirt; white t-shirt underneath, black, worn jeans, black and red Nike Elites, red, black, and white Nike Air Force 1s

Personality: Optimistic, nonchalant, joker, complete dick at times, charismatic, sarcastic,smart but sometimes denies or neglects his intelligence, can break down and work through any problem if he can concentrate, good singer, athletic, seems as if he completely loses his sanity at times, tends to brain-fart under extreme pressure, doesn't like being held back from his full potential, normally hard to take seriously but knows when it's time to be serious

Quotes: "Fuck this shit, I'm out.", "Live to die another day", "Don't worry about it.", "You've failed me.", "I'm good to those who are good to me. The rest of you can kiss my ass.", "This looks legit.", "I call hacks!", "Bull. Shit.", "What the fucking shit!?", "We...are fucked." "It is what it is."

Chapter 1: It's Just a Dream...Right?

I walked into my room and dropped my backpack onto the floor next to my bed. "It's finally summer!" I exclaimed, relieved that after about nine and a half months, of tests, homework, projects, reports, and general boredom, I finally got a chance to kick back and relax. I took off my shoes and put them in my closet then sat on my bed, opening and turning on my laptop. I clicked the Minecraft icon and loaded up my survival world. After beating the vanilla game too many times to count, I downloaded the Mob Talker Mod. I didn't do it to make the game more exciting, but more to add a simple aspect that would make it a bit less monotonous. I'm not big on mods but in Minecraft, if you didn't play on servers, they're essential in not dying of boredom. I always want to play video games as legit as possible, so I never get DLC that changes or affects the story, besides adding on to it, or gameplay. This means nothing that adds special abilities, enhancements, weapons, etc. Only mods that were made purely to have fun.

In my virtual blocky world I was, yet again, almost to the Ender Dragon. Just as I finished loading the Eyes of Ender into each End portal frame my laptop gave a low battery warning. "Dammit." I muttered and began searching for my charger. After a minute or so of searching I found it and plugged it into the outlet. When plugging the other end into my laptop I got an electric shock. Not painful, but definitely noticeable. As I touched my keyboard I felt a sudden and brief surge of energy flow throughout my body. "That was...strange." I sad but decided to dismiss it and not acknowledge it further. Before going through the portal I checked my inventory because once you're in, there's no going back without either you or the Ender Dragon dying. My diamond sword I named Bitch Killer and enchanted with Fire Aspect IV and Sharpness III thanks to some enchanted books from a few dungeons. My "Infinity Bow", an unofficially named bow that's pretty much self-explanatory, along with its single arrow. 20 golden apples that it took hours to get all the gold for. A full set of unenchanted diamond armor, which I was wearing. A fuck-ton of dirt to climb to the top of the healing towers. Five water buckets in case I accidentally make eye contact with a few Endermen. My diamond pickaxe to break out of "solitary confinement" as I called it. A bunch of eggs, just for fun. "Aaaaaand...I'm ready." I said to myself as I entered the portal.

I started the all-too-familiar routine of break out of "solitary confinement", the name I gave to the small space that you spawn in upon entering the End. As I made it to the surface I immediately saw the giant black dragon flying around. "All right you big black son of a bitch, let's get this show on the road." I said not caring about the fact that the dragon was a bunch of 1s and 0s and couldn't hear me. I went for the nearest healing tower and quickly started building up with my dirt. I was nearly knocked off by the Ender Dragon's swooping attack. After repeating the build-up-and-destroy tactic and attacking the dragon in between towers, I had taken heavy damage but still had the win in the palm of my hand. At the top of the last remaining healing tower, i pulled out my pick and hit the last ender crystal, blowing it up and destroying it. I was so confident in myself that I was caught off guard and the Ender Dragon swooped in, knocking me off of the obsidian tower. I hit the End stone ground and did from fall damage. I stared at the screen of my laptop, dumbfounded. On the screen read the words "You Died". "No...fucking...way." I said not believing what just happened. I...I...died. I actually died. It'd been so long since that happened that I'd forgotten what it was like. "Bull. Shit." I said.

That night I couldn't sleep. I stared at the ceiling of my room. I could actually see it because I'd been staring for so long that my eyes adjusted to the dark. I just stared, thinking about my first Minecraft death in almost a year. I knew I was overreacting but I just couldn't get over it. There was something about it that didn't feel right. Like it was foreshadowing something. Or maybe it was déjà vu. I couldn't really tell but I knew something about it wasn't right. Eventually, sleep overcame me and wrapped around me like a wet blanket.

I was standing in darkness. Pure darkness that stretched for as far as I could see. A few moments later I realized that when I looked down I could see my abdomen and lower perfectly clear as if I were in broad daylight. I wasn't in darkness; I was in nothingness. Pure emptiness. I walked for a bit and hit something, but nothing. I'd hit and invisible wall. When I made Contact with the wall, it lit up in ripples of transparent hexagons. After pounding on the wall a lot, the other side became suddenly and completely illuminated. On the other side of the wall was a world different from my own. From the other side of the wall i could see a world entirely made of blocks. I could see Minecraft, or better said Minecraftia, the land that Minecraft is set in. "There's no way this is real. This has got to be a dream." I said to myself. I couldn't believe my eyes. Even if it was in a dream through a transparent, hexagonal wall, I was staring into Minecraftia. I tried to walk further, but couldn't get past the wall. "Oh come on. It's a dream. I should be able to do anything I want." I'd never actually ever had a lucid dream but there's a first time for everything. I concentrated hard and pushed myself forward. The hexagons lit up brilliantly but I was making it through. It was like trying to walk through gelatin, but not sticky or wet or anything. I made it to the other side and was greeted by a loud, deep, disembodied voice. "Hello, Jordan. I see you've managed to make it into our realm. Only the greatest of minds are capable of that." boomed the voice. "Are you sure you don't want to turn back now and save yourself the trouble of what you will face here?" continued the voice. I looked back toward the wall and saw my bedroom, just as I had seen Minecraftia a few moments ago. I turned forward and said, "Fuck that, Mysterious Voice. I'm here now and it's not like turning back now matters. This is just a dream after all." "Yes, a dream." said the voice with a slightly evil chuckle. "Very well, then." he said and in that instant the sight of my bedroom disappeared and returned to pure, black emptiness. "What has been done cannot be undone. Prepare for the trials and hardships that come with our realm, young human." said the voice, fading away. "It's just a dream. Sometimes I feel like my subconscious takes things way too seriously." I said, thinking aloud. This could be more annoying; I could have spawned in a snow biome. I fucking hate when that happens; it's just so damn annoying. And to me, it happens a whole lot. Might as well enjoy while it lasts before I wake up. The last thing I remember is the sight of a blocky, Minecraftian beach, before everything faded to black.

And so begins the tale of Jordan and his adventures in Minecraftia. This is my first time ever writing a fanfiction so constructive criticism is very much appreciated. This is also the first time I've written a story since I was in 6th grade, so I'm probably a little rusty. Anyway, thank you for reading; I really appreciate it, and leave a review with some feedback on how it looks so far, if I should continue, etc.

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