Ragnar's New Story

Greetings Rewrite

I've noticed that my first chapter was a bit messy so I'm doing it again. I hope this one is more...clear.

Sleep is a fundamental part of life. Enough so that just one night of missed sleep will make you doze off standing up.
Falling asleep at his computer while playing was not something new. He was lucky he was on his build server though. He would've died from everyone who wasn't his friends teasing him.
This time as he awoke he notice something different.
He felt strong, healthy. And he could legitimately feel it!
Then he looked around, he was somewhere familiar but impossible.
Minecraft.
"What the hell," he whispered, noticing the lighter voice he spoke with.
Looking down at his hands they were the familiar blocky hands and arms he remembered seeing.
Standing up, he stumbled over to a window and stared at his body.
His avatar, which he made a mixture of female and male, was decidedly...
"I simply look fabulous," he said smiling slightly.
He was now a mostly female tanned skin person with one eye functional.
Her skin had a a plethora of white running over missing eye and her right arm.
She wore a purple tunic with a lighter purple shawl, combined with black pants and shoes.
She also had wolf tail and ears which she realized were actively part of her body now.
"So I'm a werewolf and female," she muttered.
Suddenly she heard a shriek coming from under and she remembered where she was.
"Right this is where I left off last time and if I'm here..shit!"
The player ran to the ladder, leading from the tower she resided in.
Latching onto the ladder she stopped before huffing annoyed.
"Right not a game anymore!"
Climbing down, she continued down the stairs to the next floor under.
Slamming the door open, he jumped back as a zombie appeared groaning.
"Shit, did those two try to..nevermind that, Carson you good, it is Carson in this room right?"
"Yss it is Carson in this damn room, help me will you," the player yelped once again dodging the monsters punches.
The wolf moved to help and opened his hand instinctively summoning his enchanted iron sword he jumped in and with a simple swipe, cut off the creatures head.
"Ragnar?"
Ragnar looked up at named Carson and smiled gently.
"Hello there."
Carson was the second player of Ragnars squad.
In the real world...or the other world, she was an architect of sorts and joined Ragnar so that she could pursue her want of crazy inventions more.
It lead to the Russian girl being a permanent fixture in Alvera.(the world they're in)
"Alright, Ragnar, the hells going on?!"
Ragnar sweatdropped at her mood change.
"As far as I know, we're in Alvera, this is our Citadel Tower," Ragnar said, "but if we're here then-"
"The two idiots who did this are here too," she snarled.
Ragnar sighed slapping his face, as Carson lost all composure and shot out the door to the next floor down whe tree he heard twin yelps of pain.
Smirking slightly, he followed after.
Entering the next room, she found Carson sitting on them and twisting an arma nd lef respectively. "Bats, Rob, you two left a zombie in Carson's room?"
"Ywah?! But that was in Minecraft and we're not in minecraft and nobody knew where we lived?!" Rob exclaimed attempting to relieve the pressure on his arm.
"Rob, look around we're somehow in the game," Bats said gruffly.
Bats and Rob were the troublemakers of their squad, despite their names, Bats could come up with the most chaotic strategies and Rob complemented well with the man.
"What the hell, we were isekaid?!"
"Rob shut up," Bats snarled comically.
"Carson thats enough," Ragnar said taking pity on the two.
Carson simply huffed and stood from her spot allowing for bats to stand and the two to recover.
"How did you two get rid of the zombie by the way!"
"I summoned my sword,," Ragnar admitted, holding the glowing blade up.
"Isn't that Excalibur?" Rob asked.
"It is," Ragnar confirmed before holding his hand out, a small inventory window popping up.
"And I have all my stuff," he continued summoning the diamond pickaxe he'd made once upon a time.
"You know, we were the only ones to actually bunk in the tower the rest are all out in our territory at their stations as we call them," Carson reminded her.
"Then let's go get them and explore a bit."
"Uh, then who's gonna stay and guard the tower?"
Ragnar and Carson simply smiledat Bats and Rob as they sighed.
"I blame you Rob."
"I know..."
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Meanwhile Ragnar and Carson stepped out of the tower in the courtyard.
It was located within a wall that held a contraption of Carsons making.
A Redstone gate.
"I wonder if we'll ever find out whats going on..."
Ragnar smiled sadly.
"I don't know, all I know is there were almost thirty players on the server maybe more last time."
"And most were griefers because you let them to give this place a more authentic feel."
"We don't have that luxury anymore," Ragnar admitted, "this is as authentic as it can be."
"Well at least were together," Carson said gently leaning Ragnar. The two smiled as they prepared themselves to travel the land.

Please comment and let me know which chapter you like best, depending on your answers ill follow the plot that follows for each beginning.
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