Mostly Minecraft -- A Youtuber Oneshot Book

Tale of Two Youtubers -- Gbomb

The bright, sunny morning reeked of crushed grass. The sky was stained a dusty purple-grey. Deep shades of blue from the night, that simply refused to dissipate with the soft hues of the dawn, intermingled with the cheerful pinks and oranges that made the darks look lighter, the deeps look shallower, and the heaviness of night that drooped over everything and muffled the call of the vibrant woodpeckers and neon finches seem to fade into crisper air and a softer connotation. The transition between evil and good had yet become so memorable in every way, so routinely turned that it had the aura of a beautiful dress being taken for granted in the shade of disuse, while a marginally lesser, subsidiary bodice was treated as gold, for only the cause of being reflected just perfectly in the light, such so, in fact, that the scattered sequins and wrinkled sashes could be considered miracles in their own rights. The disused dress however, would soon be rediscovered by those who looked between the lines, and revealed emotionally the hidden beauty that came of secrets that are so plainly in sight, no one could see them.

Liam could. His stark attention to minuscule detail, and his distant personality were what set him apart from others. He was often called a dreamer, a disconnected soul. Those who believed in psychic ability called him a free-roamer, or a gypsy. Those who believed in magic called him a sorcerer, or a lost spirit. Those who believed in the religion of one god or many, called him a demon, or an angel. Only one person, perhaps, could see Liam as not a being of Heaven or Hell, but a being of Earth, the only being of Earth, who could see Earth, and could notice the disused dress, the transition between evil and good.

That person was Zach. Zach was strong of heart and mind, and brave for vitality and passion. His unique intrigue stemmed from his elicit inability to maintain sociality, which, though being a nuisance in times of necessary human interaction, gave Zach the ability to notice the dress, and therefore notice the single living other noticer of the dress, who was Liam...

If you like it I'll do a part 2 that will contain the actual story and less Cryptic-Charles-Dickens-Writing.