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The Segmented Empire

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Parts 13
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Reads 431
Votes 4
Parts 13
Time 1h 15m

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Segmented Endermen are almost extinct, but a young boy lives, not realizing how special he really is.

  This is an OC backstory that takes place in realistic Minecraft. I'm going to attempt to keep it as true to the game as possible while also making sure it has enough real logic to make sense

  Any art shown, unless stated otherwise, is not owned by me and shall be credited to the original artist accordingly

(Might include a bit of DSMP as some of the characters are important to the story)All Rights Reserved

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PHILTATOS // Foolish X Reader by Lillianna1125

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.

Fight of Our Lives AU by mrquack14

_[Summary]_ It all began on a routine night patrol in Candad. The iDots uncover a Wither break in and a plan to steal a map. After taking them to the interrogation room, they discover that there is a meeting being held in an abandoned mansion. Determined to figure out what the Wither Kingdom is planning, they attend it. What the iDots didn't know was that old faces will appear and the Wither King hope to bring back a corrupted beast into their world once again. On the very night, the oldest brother sacrificed himself to save his little brother. With their brother gone, the iDots go on a mission to stop the Wither King and his plan from bringing back the dangerous beast. _[Content Warning]_ This story will be an angst theme. There will be dark and sensitive topics tackled such as trauma and PTSD, loss, death, graphic moments, and other topics. As you may enjoy the angst, please keep in mind that these dark themes should not be romanticized and these traumatic experiences are what traumatized ones go through in real life. Be careful and mindful when reading. Enjoy.

VERSAILLES // Ranboo X Reader by Lillianna1125

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 2 --- Versailles (proper noun). The argument over the etymology of Versailles tends to privilege the Latin word 'versare', meaning "to keep turning, turn over and over", an expression used in medieval times for plowed lands, cleared lands (lands that had been repeatedly "turned over"). --- He wasn't like any endermen you had seen before - probably because he wasn't fully an enderman. He was tall like an enderman, but that was where the similarity ended. He was split down the middle - half of his skin the same inky black as the twins, the other half a radiant white. His eyes didn't match either - one blood red and the other emerald green. His hair fell in soft waves, almost obscuring his eyes at times, and he kept his head tilted down, his sharp jawline on display. He seemed timid, but that might have just been the situation - anyone behind bars would likely hang their head.

The last EnderChild by Dragonlover921

I don't know where I came from. I don't know why I'm here. All I know is that I'm here for a reason. There are people that will do whatever it takes to stop me. But I am stronger. I am fearless. I am power. I am The last EnderChild. And I will have my revenge. ----------------------------------------------- She awakes in a strange world, with no memory of where she came from. Not only does she have to struggle to survive, but she has to discover who she is, and why she is here. All she knows is that she is here for a purpose, and that nothing will get in her way! ------------ This story is based in minecraft, and you should totally read it :) I write a few chapters every night so don't worry!!

·Lemon Tree· (MCYT OC Insert) by NemonLoodle

(Discontinued) ··DISCLAIMER·· This story is a Original Character insert (OC insert) into the world of all sorts of Minecraft YouTuber worlds. This is not a Reader insert or MCYT Fanfics but of my OC in the MCYT Universes and some original story of my own Minecraft worlds. This story follows ARCs of different MCYT world as well as an original story to follow along with! There will be NO romance between Characters! except for those made Canon in the series. All other characters will have friendship relations. I DO NOT OWN THE STORY OF MCYT STORIES OR THE CHARACTERS!! THEY ALL BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS AND PEOPLE! (More disclaimers and info on the first page) ······················ A young woman made her way to this small nation called L'manburg as her first official adventure, after hearing about the election through Gossip of her home town she had to take her own look. Arriving to the walls of this place her clawed fingers grazed the walls cracked exterior, clear they have been damaged from some sort of battle or even just mother nature herself. So focused on distinguishing the difference of every mark the young lady had no chance to sense the figure that approached her with quick steps. "Are you also here to tryout to be a candidate?" A curious voice peeped out, startling the lady as her head whipped around to the unknown voice. "Pardon?" Once that word left her lips, her eyes landed on a boy holding a few wooden swords in his Semi Hooved hands. He had mini horns peeked out of his messy styled hair that clearly could use a comb or a brush. Before the boy could repeat himself running steps interrupted him. "BACK AWAY TUBBO! ITS A WILD WOMAN!" --- "What do you mean there are many of me" "Ever heard of the multiverse Duckie? You have traveled my lands and met many people you not know now. Instead you are now words written into a narrative" The ghostly figure turned away," but perhaps you aren't ready to face that truth"

The Assassin & The Royal A Ranboo x Reader by Glitch_Dragon_

"You promised..." Y/N was raised from birth by the residents of the nether, and they hated hybrids from the End kingdom. They kept telling her that endermen and shulker hybrids are ugly, nasty, mean creatures that don't deserve to live. Y/N always would believe them and would listen to their warnings. That was until she turned 18 and was ordered to assassinate the new king of the end. That's when things got a little, complicated to say the least. This book has the somewhat same elements of the origin SMP If Ranboo or anyone else mentioned is uncomfortable I will gladly take it down. The cover art is not mine. WARNING: THIS IS THE MOST CRINGE BOOK IN HISTORY

The last dragon [a dream smp x y/n hybrid story] by DreamsSmpStories

hybrids and humans try to live together, it doesn't go so well and when a unknown boy comes into the story and reveals a big secret, it doesn't get easier. OBS!! (This is a dsmp x reader story and no smut will be in it, I try as hard as I can to keep it in the comfort zones of the streamers, please if I accidentally break any TELL ME AS FAST AS YOU CAN) I don't watch everyone and don't know what everyone has said is okey (English is not my first language, sorry if I write something a little bit wrong)

Friends or Enemies? |Dream x Reader| by DreamSupremacy26

Sometimes two people have to fall apart to realize how much they belong together. If I knew what time it was that night, would I have still met him? "I love you." He says, and I look at him with teary eyes, but it isn't before I notice how drops of liquid fall from behind his mask. He's crying. "Dream, you know, you can't love me." Y/n, a lost girl who reunites with her brothers in L'manburg. A girl who has grown to fight, living on her own, but a girl who has forgotten how to love. With a hidden identity, she meets someone special. A friend who was told to be the enemy. Was it more than just a friend though? Her love life is spent figuring out whether or not this person can be trusted. A person from her past that she had shared with the same and only person she'll be with, but when something so tragic happens to come her way, she loses everyone and everyone loses her. Were they really friends? Or were they sworn enemies? And what will be the outcome? "Why do you lie to me?" He asks, softly. "Because I don't wanna like you more than I already do." I whisper, hesitantly. Do they allow fate to take over what should be theirs? Or do they let go of something they thought they never had? Credits to owner for the cover! (DSMP AU) TW'S: Gore Mature Language Smut Violence Angst Fluff Mentions of suicide Road to 100k reads!

dysphoria | mcyt by rosego1dd

❝ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪ ᴅᴏɴᴇ? ❞ Badboyhalo never hid anything from his friends. It was out of character for him to do so, actually. He never expected the past to come back to bite him, either. And yet, here he was. His entire life collapsing around him. But why? (CONTAINS SWEARING) » cover art by @arashineko_arts on Instagram! Go follow them :) » NOT a ship fic!

The Special Enderman S1 by CatalystVastness

This story is about an Enderman that is much more different than a normal Enderman. His life is terrible. All the other Enderman hated him without any good reason. When he was 6, he was forced to become an Ender Knight. Long story short, he successfully become an Ender Knight. He was training when he got a mission to capture The Monster School, The Entities, Steve and Alex. He got teleported to The Overworld. He found The Monster School and become Herobrine's student. As long as he is Herobrine's student, a lot has changed in him. This story is inspired by Rainimator. Read this story if you want to know more about Endie life journey.

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PHILTATOS // Foolish X Reader

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.