"Notch?" I asked, "You mean THE Markus Persson?"

"Yup!" He shook his head fast.

I just remembered that I was still lying down on the rough sand, completely soa- What the? I'm completely dry. Not even the sand was staining my clothing. My black clothing that was supposed to be covered in wet sand, causing intense irritation, was perfectly clean. I tried to have a better look by taking off my shirt, but I heard a shout coming from a distance. The shout was soon followed by 4 arrows whizzing past my face and plopping into the water.

"Looks like some mobs showed up," Notch noticed, "hold on, let me fix that."

He snaps his fingers and time seemingly stops. The sounds of rushing water is gone, the blazing sun was no longer hot on my neck, and the sand didn't even feel like sand anymore. The worst part was that I couldn't move. Notch's expression changed from the jolly fat guy, into some serious… fat guy.

"Take this book, write what you want to use to survive in this world," Markus handed me a book, "any power you would like, but with each wish, comes a consequence, for example: immortality will make you incredibly weak, or fire magic will make water your kryptonite. Choose wisely"

My first thought was to be like superman, but after the weakness rule, I thought differently. How about, the ability to manipulate the environment? That sounds pretty awesome. I'm like an admin if I write that. I looked around for a pencil, but I then noticed the quill sitting on the spine of the book. After unlatching from the book, the quill jumped out of my hand and immediately wrote down my ability. It was like it heard my thoughts. And there it was, written in black ink.

Manipulation of the environment

Notch nodded, smiling his goofy grin, "you chose well, child."

"What's my weakness, sir?" I asked, "I mean, this IS a rather powerful skill."

"That's for me to know," he tipped his fedora, "and you to find out."

Typical. He snapped his fingers and pointed to the direction of a forest.

"There's the enemy, you think you can take them on?" Markus asked.

I shook my head violently, I had no clue how to fight. I was bullied ever since 3rd grade and had no intention of hitting another being much less fight. Now, I, the weakling was sent to an unknown terrain, a world of blocks. A land where almost anything could be, and will be unforgiving even for the slightest little fault. Physics may have taught me gravity, but I doubt logic will come into play here.

"Well too bad," he looked into my eyes.

A force pushed me incredulously hard and I landed in front of 3 creatures. I looked up, and to my surprise, I saw 3 girls. One was pointing at me with her finger, like a pistol, she looked pretty angry. Alright, so my attackers were actually rather cute but the cuter they are, the more dangerous they become… or so what manga depicts. Anyway, this is how they look; the one pointing at me was wearing little to no clothing and showing a lot of white ghostly skin, she was wearing a really small lined jacket which wasn't fully zipped DOWN. So showing off a lot of her… chest. Her hair was a bright grey tied into a ponytail and her short shorts covered only a bit of her thighs. Plus she was wearing grey thigh highs, arm sleeves and a hat that resembles a Minecraft skeleton. To her left stood a tall slender figure with long brown hair. She was wearing a black jacket that covered her neck, thigh highs and a skirt. Her hat had that eyes of an Enderman. She was the least revealing of the 3 (to my benefit.) Then the last one, had long orange hair and from first glance… only wore a top. But after closer inspection I later realized that it was just a really short pair of shorts. Her green hoodie had the face of a creeper on top. Other articles of clothing were thigh highs, and brown gloves. It didn't look like she was wearing a shirt underneath.

Authors Note: I AM NOT MAKING THIS UP, FROM ACTUAL EXPERIENCE YOU CAN SEARCH UP: MOB TALKER AND THEIR DESCRIPTION IS PUT INTO THE FANFICTION! I AM NOT A PERVERT :(

"Ah, shit" I said.

"Who are you?" the ender asked.

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before you ask for another person name?" I retorted.

"Answer the damn question, runt!" Ms. Skeleton bellowed as she stepped on my ribs.

"Alright, alright, I'm Qu-"I stopped as I heard a loud thud in the distance.

I pushed her off me and ran towards where Notch threw me from. And the thing that made the sound was… Tyler?

Who's Tyler, you probably already know if you read the previous story. Anyway, thanks for reading the reboot.