Creature (Minecraft YouTuber AU)
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  • Durée 3h 24m
  • LECTURES 32,343
  • Votes 1,589
  • Parties 35
  • Durée 3h 24m
Terminé, Publié initialement juil. 06, 2020
As the trees and its land slowly burn down by he deadly purple acid, a man that was watching from afar shivered at this sight. This has been going on for ages, and the creature hasn't been stopped.

If they didn't stop the thing on time, everything they knew, everything they have ever known. Every building ever created, every world that has been generated, would be gone.

The man looked towards his companion, or was he, his companion?

His friend has been acting a bit strange, acting anything but not himself.

The man took a deep breath and sighed. He looked towards the man with a stern face, gripping onto his iron sword.

"Are you sure, you aren't, It?" 

His friend looked back at him, and chuckled coldly in response.

"You know me, buddy, I wouldn't let It get to me."

On the next day, the man's friend was gone.

So was the other.

*Narrating will get better the more you read*

*COMPLETE*

(YouTubers au, based on the actual ******** world. More and more YouTubers will appear, some will get mentioned, some will appear once, and some will not, and if you're a youtuber reading this, please don't read this cause uhhh, it's not good. There will be no cursing in this! So don't expect any curses. Please do not take this seriously. Only used to entertain fans.)

Story cover by my very good friend in real life @zerinieee
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