Sweet Revenge

Phantoms

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Jack's POV:
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Alright. This is it. A couple of blocks and we're here. I am very exhausted of all this riding. We did take a rest at some point, but it still is tiring.

And all of this information about uncle Omar ending Minecraftia as we know it. That sure adds some pressure on me. Cause I wanna avenge my father alright, but I also want to party my success in Minecraftia, no other place. As if there is another universe.

Wait a minute. The book also said that my father and uncles came from the unknown, and leave from the unknown. Does that mean that when they die. They go back to wherever they came from?

Ugh, this whole thing is messed up. God, I wish I never read that stupid book. Now here I am, going to my village to ask my uncle who has his own problems if he'll end Minecraftia or he'll save it.

My horse stopped moving and stated jumping and going crazy. "Woah, woah, chill buddy" I tried calming him down. He threw me off him and ran away.

"Hey! Hey! How am I supposed to leave now?" I asked myself.

I sighed and exited the dark forest. "Phew, nothing paranormal happened to me in there. Well, except my horse ditching me for an unknown reason" I said.

I looked at the wall around the village and saw it wrecked and spider webs and bines all over it. I took out my sword and slowly entered it.

I walked in sneak mode looking around for anything hostile. All the houses were destroyed, or burnt. Nothing was in place and the ground was filled with blood. There weren't bodies anywhere, but then again. People turn to clouds when they die in here.

I looked at my old fortress and it was...no more. I entered the rooms and looked around for any clues of survivors. This...chaos that happened here means that my uncle turned to the dark side and killed or destroyed everything, or this place was attacked.

I entered my old room and looked around. My bed wasn't there anymore. My bookshelves were burnt. My DJ set was destroyed. Everything, was messed up.

I saw a book at the tip of my eye on my old desk. I approached it and read:

Dear Jack,

By the time your reading this I'd be long gone. I need a break from all this chiefting and being responsible for literally everything. I need a vacation.

So I decided to leave the throne to you, and I go and start Minecraft all over again. I took my stuff and set off to a journey. I did leave something under my thorne.

It's my birthday gift for you seeing I most likely wouldn't be able to attend it. So, happy birthday young one. And take care of your mother for me.

Your one and only, father Hasan.

I shed a tear wetting the page of the book, and whispered "I will dad. I promise".

I went to the throne room and looked at the destroyed thrones. I looked at dad's and saw it wrecked. I moved it aside and found an axe. It was...a lightning axe.

I held it and swung it around. I rose it to the sky and lightning struck it. I felt intense power flow in my blood and felt electricity rush in my veins.

I smiled as I saw lightning walking on my body. I looked at the blade and smiled. I went out of the fortress and met an army of Nether mobs with Tiny Turtle infront of them.

"Well, well, well. If this isn't the small Jack, the son of Master of Lightning" he said with a smile on his face.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.