My name is Musical Treavore.
I should be dead by now.
Yet, the Slayer I keep seeing lets me stay alive.
Jessa and Keena keep warning me to avoid him, but somehow I just...can't!
It's like we're both magnets- we're drawn to each other.
At the same time, I wish I never met him- it makes me guilty to death, just knowing I have that thought.
Let me explain;
I live in the world of Minecraftia, where every night, strange things happen.
The mobs and abnormal Minecrafters (fairies, talking cookies, fire demons, etc.) are to be slayed at night.
I was spared.
If you're kind enough, you'll let me explain my story...
YOU ARE READING
Musical Notes. [DISCONTINUED- sorry Magpie]
Fantasy"Musical, do you know about the Music Notes?" "Yeah! A, B, C-" "No, no, no, I mean the magic ones." "Oh, the ones from history? What about them?" "You have the power in your hands. Please...avoid that boy." "What if I don't?" "You'll kill yourself a...