Prologue:
Imagine a world where anything that can be thought of can be brought to life. A world of limitless imagination, where the boundaries of creation have been shattered, and the impossible becomes reality. This world, vibrant and unpredictable, was formed by two brothers—ancient beings of unimaginable power, whose rivalry shaped the very fabric of existence.
The elder brother, wise and compassionate, chose life. With the stroke of his hand, he crafted a world of harmony. A realm where nature flourished in perfect balance, and creatures great and small wandered free. Rolling hills bathed in the soft glow of golden sunlight, forests filled with vibrant flora and fauna, and oceans that sparkled with untold mysteries were his gifts to the realm. Every leaf, every stone, every stream had a purpose. His vision was one of peace—a world where growth, cooperation, and beauty thrived, and where each creation served its place in the intricate web of existence. The Elder Brother's creations sang with life, filling the world with a symphony of color and sound, a tribute to the delicate balance of the universe.
But the younger brother, consumed by envy and ambition, chose a path of darkness. Where the elder saw beauty in life, the younger saw weakness. His creations were born from chaos—twisted, jagged, and unpredictable. He conjured monsters of shadow and despair, beings of nightmare that thrived on destruction and fed on the pain of the world. The land he touched grew barren and twisted, the skies cracked open, and the earth trembled under the weight of his influence. He built realms of fire and brimstone, realms where the very laws of existence were warped and twisted. But his greatest creation, the one that would define his legacy, was far more dangerous: an exploit. A flaw in the very system of creation itself, a loophole that allowed for reality to be rewritten, distorted, and ultimately destroyed. With this exploit, he could tear apart the world his brother had built, corrupting it and turning creation into a weapon of ruin.
For a time, the world existed in a fragile peace. The Elder Brother's realm thrived, its beauty untouched, while the Younger Brother's chaos spread only in the darker corners, hiding in the shadows. Their powers intertwined, and the world balanced precariously between creation and destruction. But the exploits were insidious. Slowly, quietly, they began to spread—first as whispers in the wind, then as cracks in the foundation of reality itself. The Younger Brother's creations devoured worlds, consumed entire planes of existence, and warped reality to suit their unholy will.
In this fragile world, power speaks louder than words, and one name strikes fear into every heart: The Mafia. Operating in the shadows, this invisible army has risen as the dominant force of terror. At its head is the figure known only as Joker, a man whose identity is shrouded in mystery and whose cunning knows no bounds. Joker's reputation is built on fear, his influence on ruthlessness, and his power on the ability to exploit the cracks in reality itself.
The Mafia's hierarchy is precise and unyielding, reflecting the iron will of its leader. Each carries out Joker's most critical orders with brutal efficiency. Rising through the ranks is a near-impossible feat, and the cost of failure is unforgiving.
Their attacks are sudden and unpredictable, leaving nations shattered in their wake. The Mafia's invisible hand has toppled kingdoms and brought even the mightiest to their knees. Spawn City, the strongest bastion of resistance, fights desperately to stand against them, yet its defenses are slowly crumbling under the weight of relentless assaults. The name Joker spreads like wildfire, whispered with dread by those who dare to speak of the terror that hunts them.
As the balance of creation and destruction teeters on the brink, the exploits continue to spread like a silent plague, corrupting the very fabric of existence. The Elder Brother's vision of harmony is threatened by the insidious chaos unleashed by his rival, and the world edges closer to collapse.
In the heart of this chaos, the Mafia reigns supreme, their shadow extending across the land. At the center of it all, Joker watches with calculating eyes, his plans weaving the threads of a future where his dominance may become absolute. The question is no longer if the world will fall, but how far it will descend into darkness before the end comes.
Rules/Explanations
In this novel, there will be some things that I won't be including for the sake of writing and for the sake of sense.
The server is hardcore, when you die, you turn into spectator mode.
End crystals and Respawn Anchors will not be used for combat, because it doesn't seem like the viable combat and it is more difficult to write
Tnt minecarts can and will be used, but they won't be used in like a really fast way (insta-carting)
There will be complex mechanisms and ideas in this novel, such as orbital strike cannons and stasis chambers. So I would suggest catching up the latest technology with the SMP Community
This is a novel directly inspired by the Unstable Universe, a series of videos regarding a scripted Minecraft Server, that is primarily focusing on Parrot, Spoke, and Wemmbu.
Combat will probably be nothing like Minecraft, instead adding more realistic fights
Advancements and the message chat will not be in usage.
I expect my readers to have some idea of what Minecraft is (I won't describe crafting and inventory and stuff)