Author's Note: I know for a fact that a lot of you who read this fan fic definitely play Minecraft. So, if you want me to possibly add your player's name to the story, and give me some distinguishable charatceristics and a setting, you can leave a review giving me the information or you can private message me.
Thanks, and enjoy my description of my own Minecraft world, PixelKnux's Pixel Ranch.

Steve, Kyle, and the (still nameless) librarian ran as fast as they could towards the village where Modificate resided. They began to approach the village and saw the same huge mansion as they had seen before, along with Modificate whizzing around it like a mad man. He then turned and saw Steve and Kyle coming towards the village, along with the librarian struggling to keep up. Modificate flew down to meet the three of them.

"HI GUYS. WHO IS THIS?" Modificate asked, pointing to the librarian.

"This is…this is…um…" Kyle wracked his brain for any kind of memory about the librarian's name, but could find none.

"My name is Tesmarticate. I am the second most sentient Non-Playable Character in this domain, and I was once the owner of a fine collection of novels and tomes, until it was all taken away from me by that evil Testificate…"

Modificate just looked at Tesmarticate and chuckled in his robotic tone, "LOL. BOOKS. THEY R SO LST YR. ANYWY, WAT CAN I HLP U GUYZ WITH?"

"Well, Modificate, since you are the most sentient NPC, we were wondering if you knew of the whereabouts of any other players. We need to find as many as we can so that we may begin forming an army to bring down Herobrine!" Steve explained, nearly out of breath.

"OH. THAT DAM GLITCH. HES BEN A THRN IN MY SIDE 4 FAR 2 LONG." Modificate began to think, and then stated, " I DO KNOW OF 1 PLAYER. HE'S THE ONLY 1 I'VE MET OTHER THAN YOU 2."

"What is his name?" Kyle asked with anticipation.

"HE GOES BY THE PLAYER NAME PIXELKNUX."

Kyle and Steve both looked at each other with immense confusion. "Di-Did I hear you right?" Steve questioned, "PixelKnux?"

"That's a stupid name! Who name's their kid PixelKnux?" Kyle shouted.

"EITHR WAY, HES A LNG TIME VETEREN OF THE GAME, AND HES GOT GREAT POWER. HE TENDS TO A FARM THATS RLLY FAR SOUTH FRM HERE."

"Um…okay…well thank you…I think," Steve stuttered as he walked out of the mansion with Kyle and the librarian.

"Wow, when he said really far south, he was not kidding," Kyle said in between panting. The trio had passed over monumental mountains, scorching hot deserts, densely populated forests, and blistering cold tundra in order to finally reach the farm where PixelKnux resided.

When they arrived on the scene of the farm, they were welcomed not-so-friendly by a large man made of iron. He passed by with a glare on his face, and continued to pick flowers in the field. Steve and the librarian were focused on the massive amounts of brightly colored sheep which were all organized by which color they were. Kyle, on the other hand, was intrigued by something else.

"Um, guys…look at this."

Steve and the librarian turned to see a colossal yellow figure standing in a huge quarry, holding a pickaxe. The figure was made out of nothing but wool, and had bright red cheeks and a quirky smile.

"HEY! Get away from my Pikachu!" a voice called from behind. Steve, Kyle and the librarian all turned around at once. They saw a red jacketed man with auburn hair and large eyes. He had an iron sword on his back and carried a block of wool in his hands.

"Whoa whoa whoa…YOU built that huge thing?" Steve questioned, astonished.

"Who wants to know? Y'all better start talking, or I might need to break out the attitude adjuster," the red jacketed man said, putting his hand on his sword.

"Hey man! No need to make a fuss! I'm Steve, this is Kyle, and this NPC is Tesmarticate," Steve explained, motioning to both of them.

The red jacketed man looked with disdain at the three of them, and then pulled his hand away from his sword. "Alright then…you all better get off of my pixel ranch, or I might have to sic my iron golems on you."

"So, you're not PixelKnux?" Kyle asked stupidly.

"Yes I am! See?" The man turned around to reveal that his jacket had the initials "P" and "K" embroidered in bright white lettering on the back. "The name's PixelKnux. I tend to my fields and I feed my sheep, but mostly, I create works of art. Like that beauty over there," PixelKnux motioned to a large, light-tan rabbit-like structure with large red ears, a dark black jacket, and sunglasses on its face. The large structure was made almost entirely out of sand. The three of them were all once again astonished by the size of the figures surrounding them. "Now that we've all gotten to know each other better, I repeat: get off my ranch."

"But PixelKnux, sir, we need your help!" Kyle shouted.

"Oh…do you need some wool? I'd be more than willing to give you some in any color you want."

"Well, no," Steve began to say, but just as he did, another Testificate began to run towards PixelKnux with a sword in its hand. It was Tesinebriate, and he had figured out how to craft a stone sword.

"YEEEAAAAAAHHH!"

PixelKnux, without so much as a twitch, pulled out his sword and thrust it straight through the Testificate, killing him instantly. He then pulled his sword out of the dead Testificate carcass and re-sheathed it, without taking his eyes off of the three and without a change in his expression whatsoever. Steve looked at PixelKnux with a look of absolute shock, his jaw hanging wide open.

"Quit that Steve, you'll catch flies," Kyle said mockingly.