Time Warp

Corrupted

(I said I would bring in other Youtubers right? Well here they are!)

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He scaled a fence with ease, dirty blond hair getting ruffled in the wind. The world passed by him in a blur, all the while he never grew tired of running at inhuman speeds. Maybe because he wasn't human... After all, his skills were like something out of a dream. His skills rivaled the best of the speedrunning and hunters guild. He and Illumina were constantly in a battle over who was faster.

They would both train every day, in different places of course, but at least Illumina was respected. Sure I am respected, thought the guy racing across a field before leaping down a cliff and diving into the water. But only because I am good at what I do. Why do I have to be different? As he paddled up to an island, he sat down on the sandy beach and looked around at the ocean surrounded on three sides by towering cliffs. It was comforting being alone here.

He pulled off the gloves he was wearing, revealing a lime green skin tone underneath. Everything about that screamed, "NOT HUMAN!" Instead, he often wore a green hoodie of the same color just to make it mildly realistic to have green hands. His clothes covered most of his skin, except for his face. And for that, he had a simple white mask with a crudely drawn smiley face on it, courtesy of a friend.

It was strange about his hands. A normal speed running talent would have to wear gloves that would help them use their powers to collect items and "store" them away. In fact, only the speedrunners had the ability to store items, and he was the only one who could do it without the gloves. His gloves were just for show, no one knew that he didn't need them.

However, others grew suspicious of his abilities, hence why he liked being alone. 

He was constantly aware of the environment around him, ready to use it to his advantage or run from potential danger.

Speedrunners weren't responsible for the growth of worlds. That was up to the Builder and Redstoner guilds. Speedrunners were competitors. They trained for the annual Speedrunning cup.

The cup itself allowed the winning speedrunner to live in the Champions world, a place where they could live the rest of their life and relax. The losing speedrunners had to take on a different job, one that didn't relate to their talent.

What the worst thing about talents was the fact that you were born with them. You couldn't change them. Sure he was brilliant at what he did, in fact, he was considered one of the best speedrunners of all time. But sometimes he hated what he did. It was just the same thing, over and over again.

Train, train, train, just for a chance at winning the cup. Winning the cup didn't seem so hard to him. All you had to do was collect enough supplies to make it into the next section of the race titled "The Nether" for its hell-like landscape. 

The training course mimicked the real course, but smaller. So he knew that once you entered the Nether you had to fight many mobs to get Blaze Finders. Then you crafted them all together to make an End Key. The End was the final arena, the hardest one of them all. It was rumored to have a dragon that could kill you in seconds from either launching you into the sky or spitting clouds of poison around. Few survived the tough challenge.

It almost sounded cruel. But it wasn't because the speedrunners didn't have a choice. They didn't have to do the cup. Still, he found himself wanting to do it, despite the risk of death. Perhaps it was because then he would finally prove himself?

"Dream?" Came a familiar voice from the trees. Apparently, he wasn't alone. He turned his head to look backward, confirming the owner of the voice. "What are you doing here?"

"I could make the same argument for you, George." Dream turned back to stare at the ocean. Even though his eyes were turned away, he still saw George sit down next to him, tilting his head up to the sky. A peaceful moment of silence passed between the two, only broken up by a few seagulls honking in excitement.