The Templar's Tale

It was the 13th of the month January in the year 2015. A human male of the age 14 sat at his computer. His name was Josh, his Minecraft username MUNOCHJ34. He was an experienced crafter and loved the game. He had two good friends named psnurm12 and kmonroeiv. They had made a huge City together. You see they were good friends until the day the player appeared. His name was Templar_98. Templar_98 spawned in at 10:23. The PS4 signified he had a mic and kmonroeiv spoke first.

"Hey there Templar." he simply said.

"Hello." came the reply, "What is the purpose of this place."

"Well we made this-" began Josh Templar_98 gamemode creative "Hey!" Josh yelled,

psnurm12's audio cut out and he was kicked suddenly.

The world began flipping out. The police station exploded and mobs began spawning.

"What the ****ing hell is going on?" yelled kmonroeiv

"Your world is unsatisfactory." said Templar_98, "You are unsatisfactory. Terminating subject."

"Wait wha-" began kmonroeiv, never to finish. His mic went dead.

"What have you done?" asked Josh.

He was forced to watch as all of his work was destroyed methodically by this player. His host functions failed. The voice of Templar_98 coming through the game chat,

"Subject is showing disappointing results. You are not useful to me. Subject to be terminated."

Josh didn't care, he spent so much time, months of work to create this city, he hardly felt as his heart simply failed and he slumped over his controller.

==Hey, guys, this is Lectus and I just wanted to thank you for reading this. This is my first pasta so comment your opinion down below. If you think that I should continue a series on Templar_98 please comment on my wall.==