To Meet Yourself- SetoSorcerer

Chap. 6 (NEW)- Minecraft

Alright, decided to not make this SetoCest. The other chapter has been deleted. If any of you want to change it back to how I'll write this SetoCest style, I'll see if I can do alternative chapters.

"Seto! Seto, wake up!" Seto snapped awake, looking around. MC Seto stood there, fully dressed and about the height of him. And looking positively happy and more blocky. "We're in Minecraft!"

"W-W-W-Wait WHAT?!"

"Crafting table, furnace, my library, come on!" Jumping up and down, MC Seto laughed. "I want to show you around!"

"B-But..." Seto looked around, noticing the difference. "S-Shouldn't we be on EARTH?!"

"Something went wrong? Who knows, time doesn't pass if you're in another dimension." MC Seto threw over an apple, chewing on his chicken. "Eat up, we're heading out."

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Seto stared in shock. All his friends that played Minecraft with him were in their skins.

Ritz laughed, brushing his blue hair out of his face.

Nate was a panda, nibbling on bamboo from who knows where.

Kyle was the pinkman.

Issac, purple haired and fighting with Trevor.

Even Ty, Adam, Bash, etc.

"Seto! Come over here!" Seto went over, MC Seto handing out a wooden sword. Holding it, it felt surprisingly light. Plopping a diamond sword on, it was equal to the wooden one. MC Seto even gave Seto armor to try on, the two fighting around for chainmail. MC Seto taught his player some battle tactics, Seto getting the hang of PVP quickly.

The two ran off into what MC Seto called "Spawn City", fooling around and playing with minigames and maps. Seto was a little surprised at Bodil, who had the sunglasses and checkered tie. He gotta get something to take pictures of the Minecraft world.

He enjoyed the day immensely, following MC Seto and commenting, mesmerized by magic. The two made an excellent team in co-op maps, MC Seto giggling whenever Seto would cheat his way through the maps. At night, there was only one bed.

"I'll sleep on the floor."

"I-I will sleep on the floor! You're my Player!"

"And you're my Character!" Fighting on who gets the floor, Seto slammed his hands on the table. "You. Are. Sleeping. On. The. Bed."

"You are." MC Seto growled, a spark of electricity fizzing in his right hand. "Now."

"Why don't you make another bed out of wool or string?"

"The guys took it, especially Bodil when he needed wool for his new map and couldn't get the Creative System working."  Seto groaned, MC Seto pushing him onto the bed. "I'll sleep on the floor, now sleep before the mobs come out."

"Tomorrow night if we're still here you're sleeping on the bed."

"Absolutely not."

"Hey!"

"You're my Player, and I'll remind you that I can't exist without you creating me." Seto widened his eyes, MC Seto sighing.

"... What?"

"Alright... here how it goes.

We don't know where we come from. We wake up suddenly, no sense of age and time. From "instincts", we begin punching trees and collecting materials. You're doing the movement.

Those who've been abandoned, no longer touched by their Player, fade. They walk the streets as a mere memory. Sometimes they're happy to leave their Player, running off free. But when one doesn't touch their Player, they don't know what's up.

That's what we fear. Fading away, no longer having a Player. It's the most important thing for us in our survival. Steve lives, cause he's controlled by several Players. Notch lives cause he's constantly remembered and talked about.

That's the other option. Whenever a Player abandons their Character, if that Character is remembered in some way, they survive and play all they want.

But... not all Players and Characters reach that level. Some Characters fade away, never to be seen till their Player come back. We... We're controlled by you." Seto sat their speechless, MC Seto staring at the floor. "I'm the only one to get that, since I met my Player. Everybody else is oblivious."

"Isn't that... unfair to you guys then?"

"We're just puppets in a digital world, doesn't matter." Seto swallowed, MC Seto getting some soft materials and lying down on the floor. He went to sleep.

Those who've been abandoned, no longer touched by their Player, fade.