The War Against Withers: Chapter 11: The Truth

Character: Knight Peculiar

Location: The Tomb of the Templar Kings

Knight Peculiar and Professor Webley fell down a hole the last time we saw them, what will happen now?

Knight Peculiar woke with a start.

"How long have I been unconscious for?" he asked himself.

The knight pulled him self up and woke Webley, who was next to him.

"Where do we go now?" asked Webley, still dozy.

"I don't quite think that was a trap. I think it was intended," exclaimed Knight Peculiar.

They were in a narrow tunnel leading to darkness and covered in sandstone with ancient writings on it. They navigated their way through and read the prints at the same time.

"Oh my Notch!" shouted Webley all of a sudden; he was staring at some text on the sandstone.

"My grandfather…Professor Grizwold once explored here!"

"Grizwold? I heard many rumours about him that he found some of the most important information ever available to the world but refused to tell anyone."

"Let me follow my grandfather's footsteps!" yelled an excited Webley.

After running along the tunnel for what seemed like hours, they arrived at a room with an impressive obsidian door at the end about ten blocks high and five blocks wide. A crumbling sign on it read: The Door of Justice. Put your hand on it and it will test you.

"What does that mean?" questioned Peculiar.

"I think it means that it will test if we're the bad guys or not," replied Webley, already putting his hand on it.

A blot of azure light caught Webley and disappeared along with him.

"Webley? Are you okay?" asked Knight Peculiar nervously.

No answer.

He unsheathed his sword – the once that Karpath, his father, gave to him and neared the door.

"Have you been here before, father or grandfather? If you have then let me follow your footsteps as well," he thought and touched the door.

Another beam of blue light emerged and caught him and dragged him away. It was like being caught in a gust of wind, except you flew away much faster.

"It must have teleported me!" realised Peculiar. "Must've been an early type to teleportation."

He touched down in a bright room filled with wonderful treasures. There were diamond, gold, iron, glowstone, anything that would make you rich.

But he wasn't interested in that. All he wanted to do was to find some sort of clue to save Minecraftia. He saw Webley near the wall, slowly stepping light-footed across the room and staring at something.

Peculiar immediately noticed what he was looking at. There were huge walls of text carved onto the wall!

"This must be the history of Minecraftia and the information about the races!" shouted Knight Peculiar. His heart was racing.

Webley looked back at him. "We did it."

After joining Webley, they studied the text row-by-row, column-by-column. The text was slightly hard to read, for much of it had eroded. But they could make out it after analysing it for some time.

They passed many areas explaining many subjects of their land. Dwarves, Humans, Creatures of the Night, Sun, Moon, The Nether…

Suddenly they yelped at the same time. On one sign read 'Withers'. They observed it and began to make out what it read:

The Withers

The Withers are a type of mob that strangely appears and disappears in Minecraftia. We had a hard time understanding why, but after 500 years we finally found out the incredible appearance and disappearance of the creatures.

The Withers have a homeland – a planet made entirely of soul sand. It orbits the sun and comes close to Minecraftia every approximately 500 years. If there is soul sand elsewhere, the planet will make an attraction to it and Withers will spawn on the planet that their homeland is attracted to.

Minecraftia has soul sand. People have mined much soul sand to aid the growth of Nether Warts for potions. People who knew this have tried to get rid of soul sand, but since the planet only passes every 500 years, it is almost certain that the later generations forget this. Therefore, they again obtain soul sand and the endless cycle continues.

The Withers can spawn in Minecraftia for up to 5 years. During this time, they will kill many citizens and soldiers mercilessly. This only leaves, on average, one tenth of Minecraftia's population alive. When the planet leaves, the Minecraftians repopulate and gets the population upwards and rising again before the planet makes another pass. Wither-related creatures include Wither Skeletons as well as Withers.

Many efforts have been made to try to get onto the planet's surface and get rid of the Withers. However, although many attempts have been made, they never managed to succeed.

Suggestions also have been made, including a portal, star gate, vehicles that can travel in space, and so on. These are all too expensive and we hope that someone might see this in the future and invent something to stop all this madness.

1514 Block Years Written by Slygan

"Slygan…isn't that the great hero who can match Steve who lived about 500 years ago?" questioned Webley.

"Yes. He's the ancestor of the warrior Slyfox, who just died a few years ago," replied Peculiar. "Judging by what year this was written, it seems to be approximately 500 years ago."

They looked at each other for a while before roaring with laughter.

"Peculiar, we did it! Oh, how wonderful! This is definitely hope!" laughed Webley.

"Isn't that so? We did it! Hooray! In Notch's name!" shouted Peculiar. "All we have to do now is arrange these texts into order and deliver them into Diamond City. Our lord will then surely believe it."

They started to take the signs down and packed them in their inventory. After finishing the job, they settled down, drank some water and ate some bread.

"The thing is…Peculiar…how do we get out of here now?" asked Webley all of a sudden.

"Don't worry, that's for later. The important thing now is that we finally have some hope in successfully protecting Minecraftia!"