MINECRAFT FAN FICTION: SEPARATION DETECTION

THE BACKSTORY (AUTHOR NOTE)

In the beginning, Minecraft players would share and trade the items they made, collected and found with each other. It was a peaceful time of prosperity and harmony, but one day a unknown player betrayed all the others. Started raiding and griefing house, bases, villages, the players blamed each other to the point of war. When no one confessed to the crimes the players went to war, but when a next generation was born, the war ended on a agreement that the player would create clans of the own kind and no clan would come on or near another clan's turf. The miners took the underground cave systems for mining, the PVP Worriers took the deserts for PvP arenas, the builders took the mountains, the Redstone Engineers took the forest for secret bases, the Mesa biomes were taken by the noobs, the villages were claimed by the smelters, crafters, and farmers for the fresh soil, housing, and village trades. Since that day no miner has come to the surface, including a young miner that was born underground, for years she would stare at the wool drawing on the cave walls, made by miners that once saw the surface and never wanted to forget it, of forests, mountains, cave entrances, and most of all the Sunsets and sunrises. Until one day...