Hey, Dark here with a new chapter! You should have expected that when I introduced Israphel, Lewis and Simon would eventually come in. Well, they are finally coming into play! Caramel, I have thought about your question for a while, and I regretfully have to say that no, you cannot have more than one OC, at least for the rest of this story. The sequel, maybe. Point is, I won't be taking OC's much longer, period. If any of you want to submit an OC, this is your final chance! Two more days, then OC entry is closed. You'll see why next chapter. Without further ado, enjoy the chapter!

*Israphel POV

Master Squid reluctantly let me take a blood sample from him. From a quick look, I could already tell that his blood was, in fact, purple.

"What could this mean? Hold on, what about my blood?"

Grabbing an empty syringe, I got a small sample of my own blood, which quickly turned a purple shade.

"Wait, this doesn't make sense... None of the other samples looked purple, so why do a magician, a bipedal squid, a pig, and myself all have purple blood?"

I put the sample away.

"Well, guess I should put the subject back. He'll wake up soon."

I unbuckled him from the examination table, then set him back into an empty cell.

"Um, sir? When will we be delivering the first shipment of subjects to Herobrine?"

"We're not. That was a complete lie."

"Wait, won't Herobrine be angry?"

"Ha, I don't care. I'm almost done here, anyway. Soon, the final phase of my plan will be set into motion, and not even the gods will be able to stop me. As soon as the JADE SENTINEL Power Core Processor is repaired, I can leave this wretched place."

"What was the point of the prisoners, than?"

"I need their blood as fuel. I'll be releasing them in two days, assuming that the attack doesn't happen before then. If it does, I'll stick around for the fun of it. I'm already immune to death in almost all forms, so I'm in no danger."

What none of us realized was that Einshine was outside, listening to the whole conversation.


*Einshine POV

"I've heard enough."

I jumped off the roof of the building, then headed to the forest where the portal back laid hidden. I confidently stepped through back home to the fortress, closing it behind me. Striding through the halls, I reached my father's throne room, entering to a conversation between my younger brother and my father.

"I saw it with my own eyes, there was no way anyone could have survived a fall like that. Unfortunately, the soldiers were also caught up inside. As proof that they are dead, I present you with this bone."

Noah handed a bone to Father, who nodded in approval. I thought that it looked suspiciously like a dog's bone, but I said nothing.

"Well done. Shame about the soldiers, but they were expendable anyway."

He turned, then noticed me.

"Ah, there you are. What have you learned?"

I recalled what I had heard from the conversation back in the overworld, while Father listened, eyebrows furrowed.

"I see. I had a suspicion that he wouldn't follow through. Well then, if he won't give us the slaves, we'll just have to take the slaves by force. He'll set them free in two days, which is why we need to attack tomorrow. I trust that you two can prepare everyone in time."

He got up to look out the window.

"So, he thinks that he is immune to death? I'll see about that."

After a brief moment, he turned back to us.

"You two are dismissed, get the entire armada ready."


*Mitch POV

We were guided through an endless series of tunnels by the dwarf leader.

"You know, you lot have shown up at a bad time. We are entering war tomorrow, you're lucky that we're not authorized to kill unless provoked. Had you come across a different group, you might have been considered spies."

FrostByte gulped.

"Is your leader going to be as nice?"

"Well, it depends on your sense of humour. If he finds you funny, you may have a better chance."

"We'll keep that in mind."

Finally, the tunnels began to open up, and we entered a huge cavern, with swinging lights everywhere. There was lively music, and the atmosphere seemed cheerful. Most of our entourage dispersed among the dwarves.

"Well, this seems like a good place to live." Isaac commented.

"You should see this place during a feast. The stuffed boar is divine. Enough about cuisine, however. Come with me, please."

As we walked by, I could feels curious looks from some of the dwarves, but most didn't seem to notice us, focusing mostly on a little bit of training, and mostly fooling around. The leader ushered us up an iron staircase. At the top, a pure golden door was plainly visible, flecked with small diamonds and rubies. Our guide knocked on the door.

"Simon, you have visitors!"

"Send them in!"

He turned to us.

"This is as far as I go. I wish you all luck."

"Thank you, um, what is your name?" I thanked him.

"That is irrelevant."

One by one, we stepped through the door, me being the last one. Inside was a relatively small room, laid with coal. In the center, a muscular figure, notably without a shirt, was facing away from us.

"Well, it has been a long time since we have seen visitors. Let me guess, you fell through from the top, due to a collapsing tunnel sucking you in?"

"That about sums it up."

"I thought so. Same thing happened to my close friend Lewis."

He turned around, revealing a face with a large red scruffy beard.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am the leader of this carefree group. I was given the name Simon."

Grim looked a little apprehensive, especially with a leg missing.

"What's this? A skeletal dog? Why does it only have three legs?"

"His name is Grim. He lost his leg in the fall down here."

"Well then. Looks like we need to get down to the bare bones of this situation."

He let out a booming laugh.

"Honestly, I'm surprised you all survived the fall unharmed. Lewis broke his leg when he fell, and it didn't heal for a month."

"Um, about that." Isaac stuttered.

"Is there a problem?"

"Well, you see, we are still missing a member of our party."

Just then, a loud clamour could be heard from outside.

"What's going on out there?"

He opened the door, and I could just make out a familiar body on the floor.

"Is that your missing person?" he asked grimly.

"Unfortunately, yes."

As we headed closer, I could more clearly see, and the body had an arm pointing out at an unnatural angle and the rest of the body was badly bruised.

"That looks bad."

A dwarf came forward, dressed in white garments. He examined for a few moments, then turned to Simon.

"The diagnosis isn't good. He isn't dead, but his body has taken a severe beating. He currently is barely breathing, and appears to be in a coma. On top of that, he has a broken arm."

Simon bowed down.

"Everyone take a moment to honour this poor soul."

The rest of the dwarves immediately obeyed, and the cavern fell completely silent. After a moment, Simon rose again and turned to us.

"We will do everything in our power to take care of your friend. You are welcome to stay, or you can leave."

"We heard that you are entering a war tomorrow. Is there anything we can do to assist your efforts?" Venturian inquired

"We couldn't ask you to do something like that! You've just joined us!"

"I don't want to just sit here and do nothing!"

"Hm, fair enough. We are a little low on troops. If you really want to help, you can fight alongside us. Wait, do you even know who we are going up against?"

"Nope."

"Let me explain."

A human, wearing a red sweater and with black hair, stated as he came out of the crowd.

"Ah, Lewis. Feel free!"

"We are going up against a force that has existed for a long time, even dating back to the time when Simon's grandfather was a baby. Once, we defeated him, but he has once again risen, and it is our duty to stop him again before he can realize his goal of creating his own utopia, killing everyone in the process. His name is Israphel. We have heard reports that he is leaving in two days, so we attack tomorrow. Will you help us?"

"I like cake." SSundee stated, sounding somewhat derpy.

"I see."

"Sorry, he gets a little loopy when his glasses are bent." I apologized.

"His glasses, eh? I have a simple solution for that."

Lewis walked right up to SSundee, then slapped him. He hit SSundee in just the right place, and the glasses re-aligned to their normal position. SSundee looked annoyed, but Lewis didn't seem to care.

"How did you do that?" I inquired, curious.

"That's not important. Are you with us?"

"Yes, we are with you all the way." Dan agreed.

"Good. Start training, we leave at dawn tomorrow."


*Bodil40 POV

I monitored the new recruits as they practised. Finally, I was satisfied with their efforts.

"Alright, good enough. I think you're both ready for the parkour."

Just then, Ninja Pig walked in.

"Bodil, how are the new recruits doing? Ninja Pig's troops are going tomorrow, you know."

"Yes, I am aware of that. They are just about to do the parkour again."

I turned to the three recruits, then pointed at the course.

"Let's see what you can do."

The cat pulled it off with ease. Lollo fared better than before, making it almost to the end before falling. With some effort, Frost managed to make it all the way.

"Well done. Lollo, you need to work on it a little more."

He hung his head in shame.

"Ninja Pig says it is good enough. There is no more time to prepare. Tomorrow is the day, wake up at dawn. Meet in the field then."

With that, Ninja Pig disappeared in the blink of an eye.


*Sky POV

We sat in the waiting room while Jason gathered the troops. About two hours in, we began to get restless.

"What is taking him so long?" DrZef asked, annoyed.

"I'm sure he will be back soon." I reassured him.

Sure enough, Jason returned just a few moments later, with Jeffrey.

"Hey, did you miss me?" Jeffrey joked.

"Hey, nice to see you again. So, how many troops have you gathered?"

"Well, I had to convince some of them to stay, but most agreed without hesitation. Total numbers approximate 10 thousand."

"That few? Well, we'll just have to make do."

"You can count on my full support." Jeffrey said with conviction.

"I appreciate that. Well, let's go out to prep the troops."

I motioned for us to leave. A few moments later, we arrived in the courtyard, overlooking a group of tired recruits.

"They don't look too excited." Cierra noted.

"I can fix that."

Clutching my amulet, I summoned a butter microphone.

"Excuse me, can I get your attention, please?"

This immediately captured the attention of the audience.

"Thank you. My recruits, I have returned with some grave news. We have learned that our teammate, Seto, has been captured."

This brought up an uneasy murmuring.

"I am calling upon you to help me bring back Seto, but this is just the beginning. Many other recruits have also been captured, including a few other names you may recognize, such as xrpmx13. This is a call to action, will you answer?!"

A loud cheer came up from the audience. I turned back to the others.

"Well, I think we have an answer. What time are we going to leave?"

"We should leave tomorrow! Better to rescue him as soon as possible!" Jerome yelled.

"You don't have to yell, Jerome. Who seconds this notion?"

"I'm with Jerome. The longer we wait, the more danger Seto and the others could be in." Antvenom sided with Jerome.

"Same goes with me. All for one, and one for all?" Sparklez said.

"All for one and one for all. That settles it."

I turned back to the recruits.

"We leave tomorrow! Prepare as best as you can before then, and don't forget to bring butter armour for protection, preferably enchanted. See us if you have any questions."

One recruit tentatively stepped forward.

"Um, Sky?"

"Well, hello! What is your name, and do you have a question?"

"My name is Rambamdoo. Would it be possible for me to help train some troops?"

"Of course! Feel free!"

Relieved, the female recruit went back into the audience. Nodding, I turned back once again.

"Mind helping me train them?"


*Void POV

Perfect, the Chosen One is right where I want him. He can't interfere with my plans in here, and as long as he doesn't leave, I can set my plan into motion. This time tomorrow, I will ensure that nobody can screw it up. Perfect timing, too, with the war occurring that I initiated. Just a little more time, then I can destroy the key that keeps me trapped in here, with no distractions. Yes, that barren wasteland will soon be gone, then I can exact my revenge on the gods, and revert the mistakes that those idiots made. Tomorrow, when the sun in Minecraftia is at the highest point in the sky.

You might have caught on by now that there will be a massive confrontation between Herobrine's army, Israphel, the dwarves, Sky's army, General Pyrus's forces, and Ninja Pig's troops. Six sides, not all friendly to each other, plus Void throwing in a complication at high noon. Who knows what Void is capable of? You definitely do not want to miss the next chapter! Okay, Guest. Seriously. I don't know who you are, but if you want Sethbling to be a Guardian, then vote for him in the polls.

Poll for the Final Guardian is on my profile page! Seriously, vote! I need help! Your decision makes a difference! Please!

Sorry about that. The polls are currently stuck in a three way tie, and if I don't receive a deciding vote, I will decide for you. Saying "Sethbling!Sethbling!Sethbling!Sethbling!Sethbling!" will not change my decision in any way, and that type of review is annoying, so stop. Speaking of annoying, I don't think WB has said anything, am I finally free of WB?

WB: Sorry, I was out, getting a taco. What did I miss?

God dangit. Have an awesomesauce day, everyone, and see you all next chapter!