Tied By Fate

The MCC Challenge

UPDATED

A/N: If you want to read the old version than it will always been at the end of the chapter!
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*Ranboo's POV*

MCC day had finally arrived, the pinnacle of excitement for every Minecraft player involved in the competitive scene. As the morning sun streamed through the hotel window, I woke up with a mix of nerves and anticipation. My phone alarm blared loudly, a harsh reminder that today was no ordinary day.

I rolled out of bed, the plush carpet greeting my feet as I made my way to the bathroom. A quick shower later, I pulled on my favorite hoodie and headed down to the hotel dining room. It was already bustling with activity—other MCC participants chatting eagerly over breakfast, fueled by a blend of caffeine and nerves.

Spotting Techno and Philza in a corner booth, heads bent together in deep conversation, I made my way over. They looked up as I approached, greeting me with nods and smiles. The camaraderie among us was palpable, a shared understanding of the challenges and excitement that lay ahead.

After a quick breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast, I checked my phone. Notifications from my team’s Discord chat lit up the screen:

Sapnap: “Let’s crush it today!”

Punz: “Ready to dominate!”

CaptainSparklez: “We’ve got this, team!”

I replied with equal enthusiasm, my fingers tapping out a quick message:

Ranboo: “Absolutely. Let’s make it count.”

With that, I joined the stream of players heading towards the convention center, my hoodie’s hood pulled up against the cool morning air. The streets outside were a blur of activity, fans and content creators alike converging towards the same destination. Excitement buzzed in the air like static electricity, mingled with a healthy dose of competitive tension.

As I approached the convention center, the energy became almost tangible. Fans lined the sidewalks, waving handmade signs and shouting words of encouragement. Inside, the atmosphere was even more charged. I navigated through the throngs of people, eventually finding the area designated for changing into our MCC skins.

The room was a hive of activity, filled with laughter and nervous chatter. Tubbo and Techno were in one corner, deep in discussion about strategy. Philza, always the supportive teammate, was helping another player adjust the fit of their costume. I greeted them all with nods and brief words of encouragement, my own excitement building with each passing minute.

I changed into my MCC skin—a sleek, black and green ensemble that matched our team’s colors. Adjusting the mask over my face, I checked myself in the mirror. The transformation was complete, and I felt a surge of adrenaline. Today was not just about playing games; it was about representing our team with pride.

“Alright, team,” I said into the Discord call, my voice steady despite the nervous flutter in my stomach. “Let’s do this.”

“Hell yeah!” Sapnap’s voice crackled through my headphones. “Let’s show them what we’re made of!”

With a final nod to my teammates, I joined the procession towards the main stage. The noise was deafening as we lined up with the other teams, each player exuding a mixture of focus and determination. I spotted TommyInnit across the stage, his own team huddled together with animated gestures and spirited discussion. Despite the competitive divide, there was a mutual respect among us all.