Of Time and Mine (Craft)

Greetings humans! I am WhoWatchesTheToasters and today my job is to tell the tale of Time and Mine.

So without further ado here goes....

Chapter 1: Close To Home
Dawn.

Dusk.

It is all relative to your place. But in Minecraft time decides to speed up. To Steve, Terran days may last a total of 720 Minecraft ones. Yet in the Village of Tregon I may find respite, despite being accustomed to living on a 0-G enviroment, I am pleased to be here. This server is home to the people who once fought off "That Guy Entity". But that was long ago. This game was popular long ago. Now, it has been abandoned, forgotten. I chuckled. For this was how life is for humans. Something is popular then, in a manner of speaking, it dies.

A sound echoed through my small wood home. I grabbed some gear I had made and strolled out. Proc. V Iron Set and Sharp. X Sword. Should work out. I spotted a portal and out emerged my enemy, a player which resembled a lego character. A text bubble appeared.

 HULLO!

I responded by shedding this blocky form and becoming my regular self. Drawing my pistol I asked,

< [Nexus Guardian] #-_=_-# > Identify yourself. This is a restricted server.

 Hi.

I sighed and shot the person dead. Their body broke apart and fell to the ground. Strolling up to the portal, I saw another emerge,

 ...

< [Nexus Guardian] #-_=_-# > Not much for a talker?

 ...

< [Nexus Guardian] #-_=_-# > Well, that screws diplomacy.

Shooting him as well I moved further along. More players came through. I stopped shooting and simply started smashing their skulls with a metal pipe. What the hell was going on?