One day I boot up Minecraft, and a powerful Enderman named Enderlord escapes, accidentally bringing the characters of Minecraft Story Mode with him in the process. He seeks to claim my dimensional travelling powers for his own use... but why? Will w...
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Episode 1: Adventure Calls
Everything was peaceful and quiet. My mom and my brother were out at a doctor's appointment, and my dad was at work. I had the house to myself for the afternoon. What to do...? I could play Kirby, Mario, Sonic or... Ooh! I could play Minecraft and try to make some progress in that survival world of mine, without my brother there to blow things up or make things difficult. I smiled and put the disc into my Xbox, excited to try and defeat the Ender Dragon for real this time, no creative mode. As I put the disc into the Xbox, it stuttered for a second, then continued on as normal. I didn't think anything of it at first as I played my game, then a bright light flashed, even if only for a few seconds.
"Wh-wha-?" I wondered, looking around to try to see what was going on.
The walls of my house were morphing and changing, becoming made out of three dimensional, white stained cubes.
"That isn't right," I muttered, heading over to inspect it.
As I lifted up my hand to touch the wall, I noticed my hand had turned into a cube, and my arms had become rectangular prisms. My entire body was now made out of cubes and rectangles. Even my strands of hair had become miniature rectangular prisms.
"This definitely isn't right..." I concluded.
Just then, I heard the whooshing sound of something teleporting in behind me. I whipped around to see an enderman standing over me, with a crown on his head, which I'd never seen before.
"Wh-who are you?" I demanded.
"I am Enderlord," The enderman explained, speaking perfect English somehow. "I have heard of your interdimensional teleporting powers, and I have come to seek them for myself."
"I'm sorry," I quickly apologized. "I can't just give out my powers to any random stranger that comes asking for them. One, it doesn't work that way, and two, who knows what you'd use them for? I can't take that risk."
"Oh, that's a shame," Enderlord sighed, looming over me. "Perhaps you'll reconsider."
He reached out to grab me, but I sped away with the speed of Blizzard, dashing out the front door, only to find even more enderman outside. I looked both ways frantically, trying to figure out where to go as hundreds of them wandered though the streets of my neighborhood, and the asphalt became warped, changing into blocks beneath my feet. To my left, towards the top of the hill, I saw a flash of blonde hair and grey armor before they disappeared around the corner.
Oh no... I thought to myself. If the world is becoming Minecraft- is that-? Only one way to find out...
I wove through the crowd of endermen as fast as I could, trying to catch up to the figure as he did the same. I slowed down as I started to approach him, pulling up beside him. As I got a good look at him and his features, there was no doubt about it. His blue eyes, short, blonde hair, goggles perched on his head, the orange shirt underneath his grey armor, the brown boots...
