It happened again! The apparently rogue god was rampaging, this time with other gods rapidly appearing and attempting to control what was happening. Eventually, there was a mutiny and the various gods threw out the rogue god, stripped him of his powers, and began trying to recover from what had happened.
With peace settling in, I got my checkerboard patterned tree farm bed as a gift from one of the gods. She had always been kind to me, and it was labor intensive, to say the least. After that, I started reworking my small home. I moved my furnaces to their own room, and expanded them two a total of twenty five. I also created a dedicated storage room.
Just when I thought peace was returning, the rogue god was back with all his powers. This caused a great deal of consternation. He claimed he'd had some sort of multiple-personality incident with a younger personality taking over. Reactions ranged from accusations of lying to healthy skepticism.
While the story seemed odd, at best, I couldn't say for certain he was lying. What I did know, however, was that a mentally unstable god was every bit as dangerous to everyone's well-being as a malicious god. Having other personalities suddenly taking over his vast powers just wasn't acceptable. It was my belief that he needed to deal with his issues, whatever they were, before resuming the power of godhood. Alas, it was not my choice to make.
Through all of this chaos, there was another incident that seemed to have slipped past the notice of the warring gods. My former flier had a strange sword that could be used to kill a pig and produce more pork chops than what I'd expect from around a dozen pigs. It was a great magic, but I couldn't figure what was happening. I wouldn't have really cared, except he kept giving all the stuff to me, and I suspected it might be tainted with some sort of dark magic. I wasn't comfortable with it at all.
In preparation for what I might have to do, I set up a garbage disposal as part of my cobblestone generator. It was just a chest that fed into an auto-firing dropper over the lava for my generator. It gave me some comfort, though, that I could quickly dispose of anything tainted, or just get rid of any junk that I didn't want to keep or sell.
I finished off my bit of expansion with a double brewing station and a mushroom farm. I wasn't sure about the wisdom of the mushroom farm, as it meant having a dark chamber above my slime farm, but it seemed like the best approach I could take. It was while contemplating that combination of facts that I got my idea: I could put in a retractable ceiling!
The idea was simple, but expensive: put pistons in the ceiling and hook a switch to them. That way, I could lower the ceiling so the room was only one block high, which would allow mushrooms to grow, but nothing else. It was something I would have to look into it, but if I took on the challenge, I would also have to completely tear out the room and rebuild it.
All of these rooms were built off the dropshaft from my bedroom down to the lava layer. It was truly designed in such a way that most people simply could not navigate it easily. That suited me just fine, of course. I enjoyed making a base that would only be useful to me, and that was designed around my needs and desires.
I decided to just deal with any mobs that might spawn in my mushroom farm, since it would be too expensive to put in all the pistons. Next I went down to the nether. While we'd been building the road between bases, I had noticed a nether fortress. Upon investigation, I soon found that there were two blaze spawners right next to each other. Perfect!
I quickly crafted some extended potions of fire resistance and used them to work in safety to build a cage around the blaze spawners. My goal was simple: I wanted to keep them in a confined space so I could run back and forth between the spawners slaughtering blazes. It didn't take long to get the space confined and build a bridge from that to our nether road.
Along the way I had killed a few blazes. I used those blaze rods, along with slimeballs from my farm, to get six more potions brewed up. It was time to run my first test. I ran in, and started going nuts. The sounds of battle were unending as the helpless blazes did everything they could to stop me from slaughtering them, to no avail. When I finally ran out of potions, I had seventy blaze rods to my name. It was time to set up the potions supply section in my shop.
Soon after that, the head high god contacted me, he wanted me to join him as a high god, but asked that I be quiet about it for a bit. Suddenly, the inner workings of the world unfolded before my eyes. I could see the inner workings of how people entered and left the world, private conversations, everything!
I quietly observed things with new eyes, while concealing what was coming from everyone, even those who would soon be my peers. While I watched quietly, but attentively, a war broke out between two of the factions. I paid close attention to how the existing staff handled it, and often wished I was allowed to reveal myself.
I found I could also observe the world without being in it. It was truly amazing. After a short period of time passed, the high god came in to end a fight, and officially bestowed high godhood on me. This was quickly followed by rounds of congratulations.
Godhood was quickly met with the need to exercise careful judgment and fend off requests to be granted power. I decided to work on a structure in the spawn area for a while. I granted myself god status and began working. After a while, I return to mortal form... and plummeted to the earth with a splat. Important safety note: flight terminates when you exit god mode.