Chapter 3

|Mike|

I was walking through the village hoping to find this Percy so I can get myself a house, a new house I mean. My last house which took soo long build was destroyed along with my world. It was almost as big as a mansion, but it was better than a mansion! It had an underground room for me to brew potions and to enchant weapons!

My house had at least 4 floors but what was even better was the balcony! Mines was a bit creative, instead of the balcony projecting from the outside wall, it was supported by ladders leading up into the sky. Building the balcony was hard and I died a few times building it since I didn't watch where I was going. But I loved viewing my home from above! It was so beautiful… but now it's gone. All that hard work was just a total waste! All the gathering, looting, and crafting was all just for nothing!

Why? Why did my world get destroyed? Who would do such a thing? And again, WHY?

I was broken out of my thoughts when I heard chanting.

"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"

I saw a crowd of people blocking my way.

"What's happening there?" I said.

I didn't know where this crowd came from but I need to get through so I get to the Residents. I got into the crowd and pushed my way through these people.

"Watch it!"

"Hey!"

"Wait your turn!"

"Sorry but I have places to be in." I apologized. I continued pushing my way through the crowd until I finally got through, only to see two male Minecrafters fighting. The first one had a black hood on and was wearing a purple cowl and wielding two swords that seemed to be made out of ice. And the other one was wearing glowing iron armor and wielding a large sword that was covered in fire and lighting.

"What are those?" I thought. I've never seen those things before. Swords made out of ice? And another infused with fire and lighting!? This must be what Fernix was saying about new items in Ceno.

The hooded Minecrafter charged at his foe with two of his swords in his hands, but his foe blocked the attack with his large sword and kicked him in the stomach, making him fall to the ground.

"Is that all you got Seth? You're starting to make me bored." The glowing-armored Minecrafter said.

"I... I'm not done yet Lance..." Seth started to push himself off the ground.

"Oh really? In that case..." Lance charged at Seth and punched him in the face, knocking him back onto the ground. He rested his foot on Seth so he wouldn't move.

"This is what happens when you don't share Seth." Lance said coolly.

"Sharing doesn't mean forcing others to give their items to you...!" Seth rasped.

Lance started to put pressure on Seth's chest, making him scream in pain.

"Shut up! If you don't give me your items next time..." Lance grabbed and pulled Seth's hood over to him and whispered something in his ear, changing Seth's expression into horror. Lance released Seth from his grip and raised his large sword above the pinned Minecrafter's chest. Then he thrusted his sword into him.

"AAAAAUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH...!" Seth screamed in agony before poofing into white smoke, his gear exploded onto the ground.. My eyes widened in horror.

"Whoa!"

"That guy didn't stand a chance!"

"That sword he has is soo cool!"

"I know right! I want one of those!"

"Soo strong..."

"But didn't Seth say something about Lance forcing others for their items?"

"That guy was probably was lying. Lance wouldn't do such thing! He's a hero!"

The crowd continued speaking about Lance's victory but I slowly stepped back and got out of the crowd.

"How could they be celebrating Lance's victory after he killed that guy?" I thought. "And the way he just died was brutal."

But since he's a Minecrafter like me, he could respawn. So dying isn't that serious since you can't die for real.

|Seth|

I respawned onto my bed and sighed.

"Why him? Why him? Why does he have to bother me EVERYTIME?!" I screamed out loud. I'm getting tired of getting bullied by that jerk! He thinks he can do anything he wants with that sword and armor of his!

I kicked the wooden wall of my house in anger.

"OW!" I sat on the floor and rubbed my foot.

"Stupid Lance" I muttered. I remembered what Lance said before he killed me, and it was a horrible threat.

"If you don't give me your items next time... I'll drag you outside the village and kill you."

I shivered in fear as I remembered his threat. If I don't give him what he wants then he'll kill me for real...

"Oh Notch, why does this have to happen to me?" I placed my hands on my head. "Why does this have to happen to me."

If he's going to kill me then I need to kill him first. But how I am supposed to do that? He's a Tier 3 Guardian and his armor is almost invincible! And that sword of his is dangerous. Plus, my gear was probably stolen by him.

"Think Seth! THINK!"

Suddenly an idea popped into my head.

"I need to become a Tier 2 Assassin." This idea is brilliant! If promote myself from a Tier 1 Larcenist to a Tier 2 Assassin then I'll be unstoppable! Assassins are known for their speed and high attacks. If I bring Lance outside the village then...

"No..." I couldn't do that. If I did then I'll be a...

But he threatened me! This is self-defense! And if I get rid of him then everybody will be free from his constant bullying.

My first step of my plan is to get gear that is better than my old one. Then I'll go on quests for emeralds, craft an ender chest for the items that I need, and find an Assassin Crest so I can promote myself.

Soon Lance will regret everything he has done to me...

"I can't wait..."

This chapter was a little dark, but it had a little more depth. Seth seems to have a breakthrough with Lance's bullying and he had enough with it. See you next chapter!