Long ago, before the world of Minecraftia was created, when all that existed was the endless, eternal Void-No. Let's fast forward to when Notch arose from the inky darkness and began to forge our world. First, he created a land that would spread far and wide, filled with lush forests, deep rivers, and the spark of life. Then he turned to the skies and placed there a castle that would be his home, floating among the clouds. This, he named the Aether. Then, for the world below had begun to grow cold, he created a land of eternal fire below an impenetrable crust, to warm the Overworld and keep it perfect for life. He named it the Nether.
It was then that Notch began to wait for life to grow under these ideal conditions. And wait. And wait, until he eventually got bored of waiting for life to appear, and instead made his own. He formed from blocky clay animals that were similar to memories he had of another life. Cows roamed the meadows, pigs wandered through the forests, sheep were hunted by wolves, horses raced across open fields, slimes slunk through the dank, dark caves, and rabbits-Sorry, Notch had to kill off the rabbits because they were breeding like, well, rabbits. But that's besides the point!
Eventually, Notch decided that there should be someone else to enjoy what he had created, someone like him. So he used his power to create four new creatures that were blessed with sentience. They were similar to him in appearance, but were different all the same.
The first had short brown hair and firm blue eyes that brimmed with determination. His hands were strong and his heart kind. Notch named the man Steve, and give him a blue shirt and dark blue pants to wear.
The second had jet black hair and white eyes that glowed with unspoken courage. His blood boiled with hidden potential. Notch named him Herobrine, and gave him the same clothes as his brother.
The third creation was different from the first two, for she carried within her the gift of childbirth. Her long orange hair spoke of her fiery passion, and her gentle brown eyes saw the soul. Notch named her Alex, and gave her a green shirt and brown pants to wear.
The last was a girl, like the third. Her golden hair shone with the brilliance that was in her mind and her green eyes gleamed with life and energy. Notch named her Jenna, and gave her the same clothing as her sister.
Notch smiled upon his creations, proud of his accomplishments. He bade them to go forth and fill the land with life, and to always stand together. This they did, and he retired to his castle in the sky.
Steve and Alex's children were of similar body, but diverse in spirit. Steve taught them how to push onward despite the odds and Alex gave to them the thrill of adventure and discovery. They spread out across the land, forming kingdoms and cities.
Unfortunately, Notch had made Jenna barren. But one day, as she gazed sadly upon a bush, reflecting upon the fact that she was unable to fulfill their Creator's wishes, something stirred deep within. Under Jenna's touch, her love, her inner power, the plant was given life and sentience. Herobrine added his blood, which warped the vegetation into a more humanoid shape, with four legs so that it could move about like Steve and Alex's children. In a similar manner, the couple created spiders the size of dogs and cats with fangs sharp as knives and eyes the glowed red. Then they warped iron and fire together to make a creature of flame that could fly with the help of white-hot rods that spun around them, forming a protective shield.
One of the results of their experiments was a obsidian egg, from which purple particles floated like snowflakes. After a few days, it hatched into several small purple creatures, whose tails wiggled back and forth as they crawled along the ground. After several weeks, they created what could be seen as a cocoon, emerging later as long-limbed, black creatures that could travel through a strange, reality bending place to teleport short distances. Their long arms could pick up blocks without breaking them, but water seemed to act upon them as if it were acid.
But one day, they brought the dead to life. One of Steve and Alex's sons had made the mistake of falling too far, and had died despite his siblings' best efforts to save them. Jenna and Herobrine found the body unearthed by hungry wolves and brought it to new life. A zombie. They soon discovered that the same trick worked on bodies long buried, their flesh rotted off. And it worked upon the body of an unfortunate soul who had fallen into lave, his bones burned black by the fire. But this new life was not perfect, and something caused these undead creatures to burn upon contact with sunlight, the flames consuming their dead flesh until nothing was left.
Their time in the Overworld, however, was limited. It came time for them to leave this world to their brethren, and so they prepared. Steve and Alex gave a select few of their offspring the power of ruling, imparting upon them knowledge so that they would make wise decisions, empathy so that they could understand any and all who came to them for help, and intuition so that they might see past lies and false truths. Herobrine and Jenna granted the first of each of their creations the power to create others like them, so that they might spread and multiple as their cousins had.
When the time came, Notch himself came down to take his four companies with him to the Aether, where they would spend eternity. The Four Ancestors promised that they would watch over their children from above, and vanished in a pillar of light. When the light faded, a scroll lay upon the ground for all to see.
The children read the contents of the strange, invincible paper, reciting a prophecy that would be passed down through the ages.
An ancient evil, existing far in the outside
The fallen number standing by its side
When its power is unleashed, the cycle will cease
Time stopped, consuming everything with ease
But a shaft of hope still shines in hearts that have been
Three sides of a war, where there once was only one
Brought together by blood, fire, magic,
To strengthen old bonds still fragile
Heroes gathered at the home of old
Collide with a kingdom grown cold
From the forge of fire hotter than the Nether
Comes a weapon forged by bonds brought together
Opening the gateway to the beginning of the end
Upon the two heroes, the fate of the world depends
The battle won not by tempered steel,
But by souls forged together to heal
After a thousand years of peace, tension began to grow. An alarming amount of 'soulless' versions of Herobrine and Jenna's creations were beginning to show up, and it made Steve's children nervous. The fact that many of them disliked the light, which was considered to bring life and truth, only made it worse.
War broke out, and eventually Steve's children managed to banish the ghasts, blazes, magma cubes, and zombie pigmen to the Nether. Those of Herobrine's children that remained swore vengeance on them, and the sons and daughters divided into two different factions, one made up of Herobrine and Jenna's children, called mobs, and the other made up of Steve and Alex's children, called humans.
Unfortunately, most of the mobs were of the soulless variety, and the humans soon surpassed them in knowledge and weaponry. Herobrine's children were forced to live in the shadows, constantly fighting for their lives.
Years passed and the humans built kingdoms and nations. They thrived under the light, exploring the secrets of the crafting table. Then, in the Final Mob War, a huge dragon with purple eyes and black scales led the mobs against the humans. To protect themselves, the humans combined their might to banish the dragon and its followers.
The Enderdragon is now confined to a large island that floats through the endless, enternal Void, accompanied only by the endermen and endermites who still remain loyal.
Peace thrived in the land.
Until two opposing human factions uncovered new secrets.
Noble Helioph Jolwigycred discovered the secret of Redstone at the same time that the Noble Dituoco Loxipcraties figured out how to harness Magic. Their families had been bitter rivals before, and now their counteracting success drove a wedge between the Humans that began to use Redstone and the humans that began to use Magic.
The newly created Magic Kingdom was based in the North foothills, and Dituoco changed his family name to Magika.
Those who supported technology went South to the plains, and became ruled by Helioph Techna.
The two kingdoms remained at war for years, until few remembered what peace was like.
But nothing remains the same forever, and soon the end will crash upon unwary heads.
Dark: I know I know. I'm still working on Three Is A Magical Number, don't worry. I just got these ideas stuck in my head, and they wouldn't let me write anything else.
Wolf: We adopted this story from WizardOfEnder007, whose story is titled Triforce of Minecraftia, United with Blood. We're also accepting OCs currently, but we might not use them all.
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