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Chapter 1: One By One

And here we go! The long awaited sequel is about to commence!

So before I start, I want to thank you so much for all the support you gave on the first book. It means so much to know other people have the same interests as me and like what I write. I'd like to say a big thanks to all of yah for being awesome and being great supporters of the story!

Now, let's get down to business. On to the first chapter! :D

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~3rd Person POV~

~1 Year Later~

In the tower of a rather large castle, a man sat at a desk with a book; his eyes intently staring at the contents of the page. Upon his face sat a pair of red-rimmed glasses, that, unbeknownst to him, were cursed by the being he was reading about.

The man's light blue eyes looked over every word and detail about the godly being, slowly stopping at a picture of the man.

*Picture in the Media*

The man studied the picture, before a knock on the door broke his out of his thoughts. The man put the book down quickly before saying "Come in."

The door opened, to reveal the striking brown eyes and electric blue hair of his love.

"Hey Tom. What can I do for you?" The man asked as he got up and kissed his lover on the lips. The man kissed back before walking over to the man's bed and sitting down.

"I just came to check up on you Jordan. How's the reading going?" Tom asked as he motioned to the many, MANY, books littered throughout the room.

Jordan let out an embarrassed chuckled at the mess and sat next to his boyfriend.

"I'm trying to find out the strange red mist that's been floating around in the air." Jordan replied, laying his tired head onto his boyfriend's shoulder. "It appeared a few days ago and no one has seen or heard of it."

Tom nodded as he looked over at the desk and saw a velvet book. He stood up from the bed and went over to pick up the book.

"Legends of the Myths of Old?" Tom asked as he looked over to Jordan.

"My most recent book. It tells of three godly figures just as powerful as Notch and Herobrine. This book is the most promising. Check page 113." Jordan answered as he got up and sat at his desk, right in front of Tom.

Tom opened the book and turned to the page Jordan had told him and began to read.

"Dianite. The Lord of the Nether Realm. Can use his magic to create objects of mind control, shapeshifting, and has an army of nether mobs. Creates a red mist when he had appeared in any realm, time line, or world."

As Tom finished reading, he looked up at Jordan confused.

"So what you're getting at is that this god, THESE gods, are real?" Tom asked in his British accent as he closed the book. I nodded.

"I'll go tell Wag. He might be able to understand this better. And YOU need to get some sleep ya' zombie." Tom said as he dragged me over to the bed and pushed me on top of it.

I just nodded and yawned as Tom kissed my head.

"Good night ya' sausage." Tom said as he walked out of the room.

Jordan yawned again as days without sleep caught up to him. He laid his head down and closed his eyes. Just before he could fall asleep, a loud crash echoed throughout the room. Jordan sat from his bed quickly as his eyes stared at the black clad man on the floor; smoking as if he had been in a fire.