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Broken Brothers - Life as a Minecraft Mob 2 by ShadowLykos
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The tale of Herobrine is well known, but who actually is he? Why was he removed? How can a Minecraft character be a real-life person's brother? Nobody knows. Until now. ~o~O~o~ Kudos to lucylucyloo for making the cover and SkyLover12345 for thinking of the name. Also thanks to OliviaLovesSnow and da_brochacho for helping me think of names of characters for this story.
I Met Him On Minecraft by ClaireShearman
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"He seemed so normal on minecraft. He just said he wanted to meet me in person after we had been talking for ages. I agreed and that's where it went all wrong." Ophelia Summers is a normal girl living a normal life in a normal town blah blah blah. It all pretty normal. Then one day her parents finally agree to get her minecraft and she jumps right into it. But when she meets the charming sunsetlover (aka Jason smith), will everything start to go wrong?
Life as a Minecraft Mob by ShadowLykos
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I bet you thought that all Minecraft mobs were just annoying pests who deserved to be killed. You thought wrong. Each mob has a story, each mob has its own feelings. Here are just a few of them. ~o~O~o~ This story is dedicated to all the YouTubers who keep me entertained and stem my love for Minecraft. Special thanks to SkyDoesMinecraft, Deadlox, GenerationHollow, Benjamin Pracy and LandonFleury.
The Snow Girl (A Minecraft Story) by OliviaLovesSnow
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"I've... Died?" The Snow Girl choked. She clutched her heart, and fell to her knees, looking at the ground. "Ah, nay child. I am the one who determines this. You see, in your reality, one can be judged by their death to determine if they may be granted second life." The Snow Girl looked up at her. "What?" She whispered. "Yes. Most often, one is not granted this. If it is an old man who died in his rocking chair, he's had a long lived life, and now deserves to rest. If it is a child in their first day of spawning, they now are able to run, play, and live eternally, never knowing the unforgiving pain one suffers throughout life. You players don't realize that dying, is not death. Living is not life, either. Once you have died, you never again have to fear of dying again." The Snow Girl stood up, forgetting her numbness she was in from her shock. "What about the evil people in the world? They forever live eternal happiness?" "Child, I never said that you forever live in happiness. I said that you live eternally in your soul. If you were a kind, and good person, you forever live in the goodness of your soul. If you were an evil, wicked person, you forever dwell in the wickedness of your soul, feeling ever so much more pain and suffering than you ever could when you were alive. You are more alive in death than in life." The Snow Girl looked around her, at the cold beautify and tranquility of her own soul. "And I will live eternality here?" "Yes, you shall. But not yet, child. In your case of death, you still have far to much to do in your life before you leave it forever. You will not die yet." "What do I have that must be done? Many children spawn in Minecraftia everyday. One in particular on goes a transformation that will last forever.