World End

(NOTE: I tried making a poem type of Creepypasta this time, enjoy! ~ Name Plays)

You've always played on me...

Now you want to delete me?

John, you are so innocent.

Damn, you caused the end of a world; my world.

I won't allow it.

Steve won't allow it.

Minecraft will not allow it.

You cannot get rid of me.

What's this; you're ever so desperately trying to remove me?

No, you cannot.

You may not.

I...

Will not...

Succumb to the Void...

I will...

SURVIVE!