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This is a fun, fan-made story I made up about how Minecraft as we know it today "came to be" in terms of as if it were a real world.

In the beginning, there was - wait. All stories start like this. Lets skip ahead.

Several thousand years after the Beginning, three worlds coexisted in peace and harmony. The World of the Day, World of the Sunrise and Set, and the World of the Night. Trade was common, and disputes, if any occurred, were insignificant.

These three worlds were aligned in a theoretical dimensional rift, in which the worlds of Night, Day, and Sunrise and set were in such order. Trade between Night and Sunrise and Set had to be traced through Day. As such, the inhabitants of the Day had much power over all trade and political affairs.

As is the case in all of history, one World got greedy. The World of the Sunrise and Set to be exact. They wanted control over the Trading Routes, so as not to be prey much longer to the Day peoples growing taxes.

War broke loose. in the Trading Hub in the World of Day, endless battle took place between the Day, Night, and Sunrise and Set people. Quickly, the tides changed from the Sunrise and Set versus the Day, to the Former against the Night. Day took on the roll of trying to separate the two, as if they had no part in the battle's beginning. The Day shoved the opposing forces into their worlds, destroying the portal to the World of the Sunrise and Set, and recording its building instructions, so as to return in the near future. When teh forces of the night had been repealed back into their world, their portal was locked with twelve identical keys, which were locked away, and the location of the Trading Hub written for later return.

Generations passed. The worlds opposite the Day had been long forgotten by the younger peoples. The Elders had decided it was time they try to reopen the Hub. The records of the Portal to the World of the Sunset and Rise were recovered, and the gate built. When the explorers entered, what they saw nearly shocked them to death.

The World of the Sunrise and Set had drastically changed from their last visit. Rather than a world ruled by no ruler, as all worlds were, a powerful and oppressive aristocracy controlled the vast flaming network of caves. The Ghasts, with their flaming balls of destruction, surrounded themselves in great towering fortresses, guarded by their burning children, the Blaze. Magma Cubes roamed the lava seas, and every bit of land was kept by Zombie Pigmen, gaurds to the Ghasts. The Day people quickly sealed the portal of this new Nether world, and destroyed the records of its schematics. But as the Portal was open, slight inconveniences seeped out into the world.

The Humans of the Day hoped that their friends of the Night had not grown so cold as the Nether people. The twelve keys were retrieved, and as they were placed into each slot one by one, anticipation, and anxiety, grew. When the people entered the Night, their eyes revealed them a far worse fate than the Nether. Most of the Night had broken off and fell away, what remained was dominated by violet black spires. Its builders, the lengthy Endermen, roamed each and every bit of the remaining soil, which hardened and cracked. But the worst had yet to come. Rather than rule by Aristocracy, like the Nether, the End became a Monarchy. The queen-like Enderdragon flew through the endless black sky of the End, Growing stronger with each spire she passed. the frightful people of the Overworld fled, destroyed the keys and any evidence that the End existed. But as the Ender portal was closed for the final time, darkness seeped through its evaporating shadow.

Night had come to the day, so too did sunrise and set. The moon, a new feature of the environment to the Humans, shed off so little light. Evil beings began to breed. From the shadow cast by every bit that was not light, grew the silhouettes of Giant Spiders, Slimes and the dreaded Creeper. in just a few short months, half of the Human population had been wiped out by the nightly raids. The dead rose then, Zombies and Bow wielding Skeletons emerged from the corpses of the fallen. in just another year, another 7/8 of the remaining population fell. Very few survived. Those that did, succumb to coma. Only when they woke, did the real story begin.

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Off Topic / Re: Kia Optima

« on: November 19, 2011, 11:25:06 PM »

That's something that doesn't happen often.

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Off Topic / Re: My Little Pony: Friendship for Blockheads: Poni Poni Poni!

« on: November 19, 2011, 11:17:41 PM »

Quote from: Night Fox on November 19, 2011, 11:17:00 PM

I don't really follow Drama, but I thought you weren't allowed to like MLP anymore

What?

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Off Topic / Re: My Little Pony: Friendship for Blockheads: Poni Poni Poni!

« on: November 19, 2011, 11:01:49 PM »

Quote from: person on November 19, 2011, 10:58:59 PM

YOU FOAL, WHAT HAVE DU DONE

What have I done? What have I done?!

I don't know what I did.

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Off Topic / Re: My Little Pony: Friendship for Blockheads: Poni Poni Poni!

« on: November 19, 2011, 10:57:36 PM »

Quote from: person on November 19, 2011, 10:49:55 PM

been grounded two months, meanwhile fbi says star is a creep and ive proof kingdaro is one too, do not qoute or mention me, just tell the bronies, my hand in the truth must remain anon till further not. do unto my will, battle brother

What. I just got this in a PM.

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