I stumble on the frozen floor and slowly fall flat onto my face. The winds have picked up, but I'm done, frozen, incapacitated. My face, my hands, they're all numb. I stare down through the glistening ice and through to a cave.

"ariah..." I mumbled. His response is a feeble yes.

"Theres a cave, underneath us...if you could just get us there..." the words take a while to come out. Blue light flashes across my vision, just as I see a small sun form beneath me. The feeling of falling through a never ending tunnel consumes me. And then, we're safe, in cave, free from the never forgiving winds. I cough, and then stare around. Both of us close our eyes, because we are so tired, and let sleep wash over us.

Ordo33

Zzzzppp...The building's matter conducts, creating a hole large enough for me to scramble through. The incoming player, who had been chasing me with an iron sword, climbed in right after. The time was right, I released the matter of the building, and the player was crushed. The words boomed across my mind.

Player IsoPotter222 suffocated in a wall

Unfortunately, his iron sword was crushed as well, so I couldn't fetch it. Unlike glitch, (izactheglitch), and ariah, I hadn't prepared for the attack. Or was it even an attack? Could it have all been a misplaced flint and steel in the power generator? First it started when everyones power had gone down. The lights were off, and everyone was scared. And then, three hours after the attack an explosion rang through the entire server. It had been caused by a single creeper within the city. Although after the War of the Nether, mobs became neutral, in these parts of the Block Galaxy they were still given suspicious looks. I had a best friend who was a mob, his name was Gragar, and he was a skeleton. After the war, the mobs codes were altered so that they would not burn in daylight. Gragar was killed by the explosion, not the creepers explosion, but the fact that the creeper had exploded right next to a TNT storage faculty. As the ground shivered and grass despawned, a huge cloud of explosions flew into the sky. Like a bird of pray TNT flung into the sky and into other buildings, killing at least thirty three players. It was at that point I decided to go. I ran from the window and jumped down the stairs to ariahs apartment, and then from there we both went to glitch's. To my surprise both had already packed. We were hurrying down the hallway when It happened, a rouge piece of TNT slammed into the building, spraying shrapnel all over us. I got cuts and bruises all over, but avoided the worst of the blast by creating a portable hole underneath me and fell to the next floor. When the smoke cleared, glitch and ariah were gone...dead. I grabbed my book and quill, which contained diary entries, and from that day forth, wrote down every username of every "super hero" that was on the server. You couldn't exactly call us "super heroes" anyway. On the big and popular servers that were at the core of The Block Galaxy, we were cast out as "hackers" because of the infusions in our codes. The abilities did little to help us in the actual games on the servers, and we tried to hide them, but sometimes they were activated. It wasn't the promise of Skyblock, or Create Plots that had drawn me to this server, it was the fact that it was isolated from most of the others. I doubt that administrator would even care if a real hacker tried to shut down the server. So far I only have several usernames.

izactheglitch

ariah95

Ethan1hron

Ordo33

LannettialsSoAwesome64

izactheglitch, or glitch, as I like to call him, had the power over gravity. His ability allowed him to cause mobs or blocks to rise into the air, or plunge to the grounds. He had a mechanical robot looking skin, with glowing blue eyes and an elaborate white and polished metal chest plate. ariah95 had the power to create portals, to which he could redirect the motion and location of objects, players, and mobs. Ethan1hron was a good friend of mine, but was killed with Gragar when the explosion consumed over two hundred blocks. His ability had allowed him to shoot lightning from his fingers and channel it into lightning chains and bolt of raw energy. My power allowed me to create portable holes by altering the matter of many or one blocks. Ethan1hrons skin was that of a black and red robed man with red tattoos on his face. LannettialsSoAwesome, was unlike me, Ehan1hron, ariah, and glitch. We all new each other and were friends, but she was cold and close off, a bit shy too. Her ability was telekinesis, the ability to move objects with her mind. She had a dark purple hoodie, blonde hair, red eyes, red pixel like shoes, generic white skin, and the twitchy habit of seeing the shape of a mob in almost anything! Ever since the power went out she went missing, which is a concern to me. I don't think that two players with super powers could stand up against her, and she doesn't exactly need allies. I now stare out from the wreckage that was once a city. Fire smolder here and there, bodies of player slowly decay, huge piles of rubble cluster across the entire city. One building has even collapsed, while the others have huge burning craters in them. Do I regret killing the player? No. I am not a "super hero", I am not a "good doer", I am a player, trying to survive in the most harshest climates, and I will not hesitate to end anyone who tries to stop me.

Ethan1hron

Light. Rays. Rays of light. They shine into my closed eyes before I realize that my eyes are open. I don't care. I'm immune to pain, to emotion, to purpose. I can't move, and I don't want to. To be able to move would get rid of this wonderful sensation of ending. No more "hacker" insults, I...am...free. Or am I? A slight breeze ruffles my hair. I am still alive. I lift my hand. I can still move. I generate a small thread of lightning through my hands. I still have my power. I sit up. Bodies litter the entire courtyard, and a enormous smoldering crater lies where the TNT storing faculty once was. The sweet, calm, quiet sensation I had moments ago vanished. A wave of sound hits my ears as the world suddenly floods into me. Fires flickering, cracking, doors creaking, blocks slowly cracking, everything that was once my home. I get up and walk away, as I walk by, I notice a pair of smoldered blackened bones. My friend Gragar. I turn, and walk away...