Pixaron: A Minecraft Story

Prologue

The realm of god's is a perilous place. A place of lies, and power hungry beasts who masquerade as figures of virtue as they build worlds of war and pit their moulded armies against each other. So it's little wonder that the young goddess Devus fled her terrible homeland and hid herself away in a quiet corner of the great expanse, away from all the noise and conflict. In her peaceful corner, she used the limited knowledge she had of development magics to create a simple, peaceful world of blocks and pixels. A world she named Pixaron. In this world, cubes would make up landscapes of lush green plains, forests and golden dusty deserts. Squares of snow would fall from the sky in some areas, turning the ground it fell upon a blinding white. And amidst all of this were people. People who were born to survive. People who would have to mine materials and navigate crafting menus to create tools in order to live. For you see, Devus granted the people of Pixaron a small fraction of development magics, so that they could build for themselves the kind of world they wanted to live in. Because above all else, Devus wanted the people of Pixaron to be free, unlike the other gods who created life only to control it and bend it to their own goals.

But Devus did more than merely create a world, she wrote a story. A tale of monsters born from the darkness that would hunt the people of Pixaron. A tale of a fiery and perilous plain called the nether, where the ground is red and water flows as smouldering lava. And a tale of a great dragon who waits, in a dark dimension at the end of creation, for a party of gallant warriors to find and slay it. All of these foes would act as a challenge to the people of Pixaron; to test their will to survive and give them something to fight for. And fight they did, as 4 great warriors rose from the ancient civilization of survivalists. There was drake, a seasoned warrior who specialised in the art of weapon crafting, and surviving in the wilderness. There was Maria, a talented builder responsible for the creation of the first ever recorded city. There was Ruby, the leader of the miner's guild and the discoverer of redstone and the first ever redstone inventor. And finally Venton the explorer, who specialised in archery and the art of map making.

These four great warriors followed the guiding eyes of ender to the end, a liminal space in the void beneath the world where the ender dragon waited. Venton charted out the stronghold where the portal lay. The four brave heroes leapt into the portal and faced the great dragon within. Drake charged in first, brandishing a mighty diamond sword, while Ruby shot at the dragon with crossbows and an army of redstone cannons. Maria fought off the shadowy endermen that swarmed the end, exploiting their weakness by throwing buckets of water at them, causing them to dart away. The four warriors put up a good fight, but something was amiss; Each time it seemed as though the great dragon was just about to be slain, it would fly up into the empty black sky and absorb energy from lilac crystals that hovered atop tall black spires that rose from the yellow ground. Absorbing the strange energy would cause the dragon's wounds to close, allowing it to swoop back into battle unhindered. It was Venton who caught onto this and informed the others of the dragon's strategy. And so he ordered Ruby to shoot down the crystals while the others focused on keeping the dragon occupied. Venton used ladders that he always kept in his inventory to climb the obsidian towers and help with shattering the crystals.

The battle continued to rage, but once every crystal was gone, the dragon no longer had the ability to heal itself. With blade in hand, Drake charged towards the beast and landed the killing blow. Felling the great ender dragon, and releasing Pixaron from its looming shadow, all without using any forms of magic. Upon its death, the dragon disintegrated into purple pixels of light, and left behind a black egg as a trophy for its killers. The four great warriors returned home, and went on to be known as the four founders of the Pixaron we know and love today...