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[ UNFINISHED. This is a story that I started in 2015 and last worked on in 2017. I since unpublished it, but now I'm back in the big 2026 to put it back online because internet history is cool, actually, and it'd be a shame to completely destroy all of the (tiny, miniscule) tracks that little me left here. I have no clue how anyone would end up reading this story in this year, but... enjoy the story in all of its scrungly glory, I guess! I've left at the end of each chapter the date that it was first published. ]
You thought that the only dragon in Minecraftia was the Enderdragon. But you were wrong. A long time ago, before Mincraftians existed, there was a huge realm of dragons. But as of the year 1263, we started to see Minecraftians start spawning. Most of them wanted to kill us, all though we where doing no harm. Some stood up for us, but the Minecraftians, as we called 'Vikings', made the rules of 'killed or be killed'. Everyone who stood up for us dragons where killed out of no mercy. The Minecraftians took over our world and killed all of the dragons that existed. But what they didn't know, is that they left behind two eggs.