Lost in the Labrynth

Lost in the Labrynth

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Corruption has overwhelmed the nether as the Piglin King orders an elite force of piglin brutes and wither skeletons to destroy and loot the Overworld of it's riches. Through the destruction, few are able to put up a fight. When all hope is lost. Is it the end? Or is it just the beginning...
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The world of Minecraft has always been a dangerous place. Lava bubbles up from the earth or slowly crawls down rocky cliffs, pitfalls and caverns yawn in unexpected places in the earth, oceans stretch for miles and deserts scorch in the blazing sun. The mobs, however, are the greatest danger. They used to be peaceful, before the Players came. Strangers from lands no one understands, who think the whole world is a game. They kill, build, farm, dig and craft where they please, regardless of consequence or right. They slaughtered Endermen for their pearls, Creepers for their sparkpowder. They littered the earth with the bodies of the slain. And thus came the Zombies. The Skeletons. The ferocity that had grown for years in the hearts of every mob began to manifest, until most would attack a Player on sight. They had learned to fight for their lives or face their death at the tip of a Player's chosen weapon. But not all Players were the same. The mobs just didn't know that yet.

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