Fire arrives in this new world and begins to attempt to figure out its boundaries.

This chapter was written by SuperFire131, author of Slaves of the Desert Mine.


Fire snapped back from being unconscious to being wide awake, an intense pain flared up inside his entire body but then subsided quickly, probably an effect of the dimensional pull. Fire opened his eyes and noticed in shock that he had appeared a good ten meters in the air. His perception slowed down, giving him time to get his bearings. He opened his arms and legs, trying to get into an upright position. He hit the ground with his feet first but instead of cushioning the fall like expected, they gave in below Fire and he fell over. Fire tried moving his limbs but it seemed like he couldn't build up any muscle tension.

He muttered into the red, rocky ground: "I hope that this is just a side effect of the potion..."

After lying on the ground for a few minutes, Fire felt his strength return, he rose up onto his feet, his heavy backpack not hindering him in the slightest. He adjusted his short white hair, which had been messed up by the fall. Now he had time to take a closer look at his surroundings as he wasn't falling anymore. He seemed to be at the bottom of a deep canyon made from a reddish, sandy rock. The sky above him was blue and the sun was at its zenith, burning down into the canyon, making Fire's scales shimmer. At the very top of the canyon Fire could see something that looked like vines growing down, it seemed like a jungle was growing on top of the canyon. Very strange as jungles never seemed to be in dry, hot areas, which this definitely was.

Fire thought: "Let's see if everything is still there... you never know with... was that dimensional travel? Fairly certain it was. Best explanation. That or the server's glitched and I've entered a secondary world. Actually, that's a fairly logical explanation."

Fire took off his backpack and checked it's contents and also those of the bags that were hooked onto his main backpack. After a few minutes he was content to see that everything was at it's place: Most importantly his Wither Dagger, the Ghast Bone Bow and the Blaze Core but also his potions, food and extra clothes.

"Well, I'm not going to need the winter jacket here." he commented.

Fire tried to access the pause menu but then noticed that he couldn't, his inventory didn't work either...

After trying one more time he thought: "This is strange... I can't go into the pause menu... the admins wouldn't do that. Wait... as improbable as this sounds. I am not on the server anymore! Oh no... this is not good."

Fire felt a surge of panic run through his head but had himself under control again after a few moments. If he really wasn't on the server anymore and the admins weren't pulling a trick on him he would be in serious trouble. The only way he could explain this would be magic... he generally didn't believe in magic outside the server but it could still be possible. If connecting a brain to a computer was possible, why wouldn't real dimensional travel be possible? Right?

But no. That couldn't be possible. The admins had created a secondary world in a test. He drank the potion and he'd accidentally been sucked towards their new creation; probably a "hardcore survival" world of some kind. He would just have to find the admins and ask them to return him. Although he still had absolutely no clue what this world held, or if it were stable yet.

Fire sighed, if he would stand here thinking about magic he wouldn't get anywhere, right now he just had to deal with being trapped in a world unknown to him. He accepted it but he didn't like it one bit... and there was still this new fear inside him of never returning home. Fear... an emotion Fire liked to keep away where possible at all costs. He was waiting for a weakness...

He picked a direction and started walking, in this case in the direction where the canyon was getting wider, maybe he would find a way up as climbing wasn't an option, even with his claws. His shoeless, scaled feet made almost no sound on the hard ground, only sometimes a small pebble flew away and hit the ground with a quiet "tic tic tic..." sound. Fire kept his eyes open and scanned the walls for any man made structures or naturally occurring stairs. Suddenly his sharp ears picked up a very quiet noise in the distance, it sounded like a waterfall. Fire would have sprinted towards the water sounds but he knew all too well that water attracted living beings and travelers, both could be dangerous as Fire didn't know anything about this world's wildlife or inhabitants. If there were any.

Even more careful not to make any noise at all Fire walked in the direction of the water, he was glad that the hooks of his backpack were constructed in such a way that they wouldn't clink. The sound got louder the closer he came to it's source, which seemed to be behind a turn in the canyon. Fire walked close to the wall and took a peek around the corner and there was indeed a waterfall. And there also was a person standing near the water and a well equipped one at that, their back turned to Fire.

Fire took mental notes: "Averagely tall... probably male... diamond armor... strange black chestplate, maybe obsidian... black sword, most likely obsidian too... brown hair..."

This sight proved multiple things to Fire: This world was still somehow connected to Minecraft, indicated by the diamond armor, and had normal humans as inhabitants. Fire decided to wait and see what would happen. The person sat down and stared into the water, reaching down with cupped hands and taking a sip. He shifted uncomfortably in his armour, as if it were burning him.

Fire came out from his cover and approached the person, his right hand inside his coat, reaching for the Wither Dagger in case he needed to defend himself but he hoped it wouldn't have to come to that. He chose his tone carefully, not aggressive but also not overly friendly, with a slight hint of inquiry in it.

"Hello."