This will be a relatively short chapter, filled with Journal Entries between what has happened last chapter. I recommend that you don't skip this. If you do, you'll be at a loss in future chapters.

Chapter 3: Days in Solitary Confinement

Cupa's P.O.V.

"...A monster!" His face was pale. He was mumbling to himself. "The Great Demon..." He left the alley and went on his way. The boy was completely unaware that I'm still alive, hiding behind the oak log fence. The fence wall's what blew up...not me... I took my hand away from my mouth. Finally I could breath again. But my eyes...they were watery.

(Why did I do that...?!) I bang the back of my head against the wall, sobbing in frustration. He just wanted know some answers! I force myself to get up, and take a deep breath. These tears need to leave.

(It's fine...still not too late to fix things...) I wipe them away from my face. He was on his way to retrieve his things...

MG's P.O.V.

I was at the library where I woke up in. My darkened form was already dismissed. I found the bottle she left behind, along with her note... Now I really feel like an ass... The bottle was filled with a bright red liquid. I don't know what it is, but at this point, I don't care. The people are afraid of what I am, and the mobs just want to kill me! I'm better of de—!

*Flap* A piece of paper fell from above. How many of these do I have now, like four? I'm gonna have to organize these later... Anyway, this one landed over my face. I took the note off and looked up. It was that Creeper girl! She was right there, laying on the roof to peek over. Her hand hung down almost as if to reach me. She had wild orange hair that went down to her shoulders. Her eyes were orange as well, and...watery... Why...? She was smiling, but I can tell she was hurting on the inside.

"You're alive...?" I asked with my still raspy voice. My ass fell on the floor in relief. "...I actually thought I killed you..." Just as quick as she poked her head in, the Creeper girl fled. Her footsteps against the roof were almost nonexistent. She was like a ninja or something; there one moment, and gone the next. I decided to leave her be and read the note...

Dear stranger,

I just thought I should tell you that I'm okay. Sorry for making you worry. And one more thing: ...I don't think you're a monster. It's not the power, it's how you use it. I know you might feel scared and alone right now, but just know you aren't.

—Cupa

P.S. You might wanna lay low for a while. My friend narked on you. The Endermen aren't gonna let you off the hook so easily.

"..." There was a moment of silence as I took in what she wrote. I soon found myself laughing.

"Heheheh...hahahaha! Me, scared? I'm not the one who blew up a friggin' wall just because it startled me!" She may have got me good, but I'm never letting that go! I decided take her advice on both notes, starting with that potion. I know it isn't really going to give me superpowers, but if it's from her, then what's the harm?

"Well...down the hatch." I downed the whole the bottle, clearing my throat. It had a certain flavor to it; one I really hate.

"Is this...watermelon? ~Grooooss!" Something was off. My skin felt all tingly. I dropped the bottle, now confused. The scars were getting smaller. It soon disappeared along with the bad roadburn I had on my back, the dead skin simply shedded off. I feel even better than when I woke up!

"On second thought, don't let that stop you from bringing me another." And then it occurred to me...

(Hold up a minute. ...I'm not wearing tanktop...) My face became red as well. Can you imagine what it looks like to be running after a person without a shirt?! No wonder she ran! And my boots—transforming ripped them open. My toes were sticking out. *Sigh* Guess I should craft some new clothes... Or I could just pick up these books... You know what, fuck it. I'm lootin' the place; no one's gonna miss this stuff.

Journal Entry: MG

Dear stranger,

Drink this when you wake up. It will give you superpowers!

Signed, a friend

P.S. Nice abs! :3

Day 31: *Sigh* Well, I'm not sure what to make of this day... I found a village, became responsible for everyone in that village being slaughtered, survived a near-death experience with an Enderman, became public enemy #1 for that entire species, and as it turns out, I'm actually some kind of...'thing'...in human skin! But, hey—I found what I was looking for. I met a Creeper named Cupa. When I thought I killed her, I said something that triggered some of my memory. She's still alive, thankfully, and I remember a good portion of my life, though not perfectly. I'm missing the names of people and their appearances. For a good part of time, all I did was fight and destroy. I no longer carry this desire. The past is the past, and I will not let this get the better of me. I was born in 1997, so I have a time frame now. If I'm eighteen, then it must either be 2015 or 2016. My birthday is October 10, and that's the day I first came here. That means I'm still missing another five years...

On another note, I have several books to read. Each one will tell me more about this place. I have to understand the history of this world if I'm going to survive. The Endermen are mad at me for killing their supposed "prince-to-be." Lucky animal meat doesn't rot in this world, 'cause I'm gonna have to live underground for a while. I have my books to keep me busy. I survived a month fighting for my life; I think I can survive another in a small hole. I am The Great Demon, after all...

Month 1, Day 7: I now understand where I am. This blocky world is known as Minecraftia. Everything is cubed—the terrain, the clouds, the buildings, even the damn animals! 'Course I could've easily told you this without the stupid book! There's more to this, but it's just religious babble about someone named Notch and his brother, H...i..e. The text is too faded to make out. Even though they were both brothers, they were never the same. Notch created this world so IT can continue to create. H...i..e only loved to torture others and tamper with the natural balance of things. Notch had no choice but to cast his brother to the Nether, where it should be impossible to get out. It says that he returned at some point, only to disappear again... I wonder what happened?

There is also something about an Ender Dragon, but his story plays the same every time. There are 3 dimensions—the Overworld, the Netherworld, and the End. Plus a 4th, if you count the Aether in this garbage religion. Once every thousand years, the Ender Dragon invades the Overworld and plunges it into chaos. Then our "unnamed hero in blue" shows up to slay him. There's a period of calm for another thousand years before the Ender Dragon is reincarnated. This book doesn't have any dates on it, so I can't say what year it is or if the Ender Dragon is still alive. Despite the constant threat of flesh-eating mobs, I feel this world is still in balance somehow...

Month 1, Day 14: I learned there are several kingdoms out there, one for nearly every mob. There are 12 that are hostile. From what I've read, it seems these people live normal lives just like the Villagers, or what they call, "Cubehumans." Then there are the Passive Kingdoms, like the Wolves and Ocelots. They see the Cubehumans as "intriguing," and sometimes come to their aid. There is even a kingdom of Creepers... Anyway, this brings me to my next book...

Month 1, Day 21: I'm starting to run out of food. It seems I've over estimated my supply. I'm not sure if I can hold out for a whole month. However, I did learn about the important role of royalty in this world. For every Mob Kingdom, there is a king or queen. An example of one would be the Ender Dragon, king of the Endermen. It doesn't give much detail as to who the current ruler of each kingdom is, but those who are of royal descent in some way, be it through legitimate heir or not, the offspring is born non-cubed. It is because their original blocky bodies are prone to things such as illness. Their abilities are naturally far greater than the rest of their kind and this can damage their original bodies. After building an immunity to that disease for a thousand years, their body will then transform into a giant mutant version of whatever mob they are, and they will be the next one to rule the kingdom. Some mobs can even be rewarded with human form through rank or nobility. It makes perfect sense why those Villagers were so convinced I was one of them! ...One of them... ...I really am running out of food here. Maybe I can try to blend in with one of the kingdoms! ...Nah, that just sounds stupid. Then again...

Month 1, Day 28: Nearly out of food. This is the home stretch. I'm conserving as much energy as possible. I found more about where I am from. It's called Earth... I wish I can say that I miss it; but the truth is I don't. There are plenty of humans there, but it seems I'm the only one with these powers. It gets...lonely... I remember I have family, but do I honestly miss any of them? I still can't remember their names or faces... *Sigh* I still remember the day I met that Creeper girl, Cupa. She never spoke. Her eyes were watery, and her face red as roses, but still she wanted to smile for me... She's been on my mind this entire time. It's become impossible to sleep. I can't get her outta my head!

Month 1, Day 30: I'll be packing up tonight. I'm not sure where to go next for answers. I don't have any leads. I'm still curious about these Mob Kingdoms... Guess I'll just go check one out. I translated the coordinates of one. There is a huge underground cavern somewhere to the North of here. This is the shared territory of both the Skeletons and the Zombies. Even if I can transform, can I still pass for a mob? During the time I wasn't behind a book, I've been constantly practicing with my powers. It feels easier to control since my first time using it. This power—I'll call it Fenrir mode! I can use all four tails for almost ten minutes now, which equates to a little less than half a day with using just one. With my body turning black when I transform, I guess I can pass for a black Wolf. If I want to go through with this, I also need to learn how these mobs behave. Who knows, maybe I'll run into Cupa again...

I breathed one more heavy sigh before closing the adventure log shut for the day. I finally got around to placing letters I gained by their proper date. Every time I get a new letter, it will be posted above the next journal entry for that date. But I'm getting off topic. Today is finally the day! The day I head back out into the world. Armed with the knowledge of how this place works, I can try to play by its rules now. I carried my bag over my shoulder. It feels a lot lighter than when I first came in. That's 'cause it is. I've ran out of food and I'm leaving behind the books I brought with me. I don't think I'll be using Ray's dagger, either. Although it does looks more like a short sword for someone my size, it would be bad news if someone recognizes it. My clothes were different. I had on a new set. I wore black cargo pants and a matching black long-sleeve shirt. Despite crafting them from just wool, they felt made of a more comfortable material.

I threw on my chainmail chestplate and iron helmet. There was a stone shovel against the wall. With it I broke the 2 dirt blocks that covered the entrance. For a grueling ten minutes, I waited for my eyes to adjust themselves to the harsh light.

"It's been too, too long..." Once the light became tolerable, I left for my next destination...

Again, sorry for this chapter being so short and skipping another HUGE period of time. But I still feel it tells a lot of important details to the setting, and sets the changing mood of main character. I don't think I'm gonna get rid of the Journal/Letter bit anytime soon. It might be useful for time skips like this. Don't forget to leave a review! Goodnight!