Steve looked around, wondering where he was. He was in a crator, scattered with dirt blocks. What was strange, though, was that around the crator were trees Steve had never seen before. The area he was in seemed to br the only place of light. He turned around, and found the portal made of soulsand. It seemed to be missing 6 gems in strange shapes. He had remembered those holes being there, but not in the same way. In the temple, the shapes were of a diamond block, a nether star, a blaze rod, a potion of healing, a piece of obsidian, and an ender dragon egg. There, all the items where in the holes. Steve had remembered the items. But here, the shapes seemed strange. They seemed like a lightning bolt, an apple, a star, a diamond, and the other two were unknown.
He climbed out of the crator, looking at the trees. He looked in his inventory, and saw he had been wiped clean of all his gear, exept for his diamond sword. He looked at the trees, and started punching.
~CRACK!~
Steve immediatly looked at his now bloody hand, and held it tight. "Dang it," he said, "Why won't these trees break?"
He started looking around to find a make-shift home, and saw some windows on at tree. He walked toward the door, and opened it. Inside he saw a Zebra with gold earings and rings. "The heck..." he said, "is that?"
The Zebra looked at Steve, and then her huge pupels went smaller then they should be able to, and she then grabbed a broom and started swaying it. "Get out, get out, evil beast, for I don't want to be your feast!" said the Zebra.
"Woah, woah, calm down stripe lady!" said Steve, backing away towards the door. He then made a break for it, running back into the forest, untill he bashed into a tree. The door to the tree slammed closed and the sound of a lock was heard.
"Geese, what a silverfish." He said, holding his blocky head with his left hand. He looked around and saw a few houses in the distence.
Prologue - Behind Two Worlds
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Steve was fishing. He fished almost everyday in hopes of catching more and more fish and maybe some loot too. He had been fishing for hours now and only caught a diamond pickaxe, three clownfish, and a saddle. The sun was setting and he was about to go inside when he had something on his hook. "Finally!" he said out loud, realing in the line. He expected a fish or even a salmon, but he got a book. The book was shining, like the enchanted books he had in his shack. "Who would throw away a book?" he asked himself, taking a look at the book. Curiosity got to him, and he put it in his inventory, and walked home.
He started reading the book. It told of a temple in Swamp Creepers, and Steve got very interested, for he lived in that very swamp. He read of a stronghold that looked like a neater version of the EnderCaverns. He put the book down and walk to bed. Getting in bed he wondered of what the temple would hold. Gold? Diamonds? The possibilities were endless. Soon he found himself fast asleep
Steve woke up with his mind set on one thing: Find the temple and get the treasure. Steve came outside with a map, a diamond sword, and the diamond pickaxe he got while fishing. He also brought the book, as he thought he needed it.
Outside smelled of leaves and vines, water and lilypads, as he went through the swamp. He ventured among the shore, soon getting lost and came across a tiagra. Steve found the swamp again and there it was. The temple was lit with fire on four corners. "That was easy" said The Player, looking down in the temple.
He stepped in, walking to a room full of pillers. He carfully walked down the hallway and came across a portal that was made of soulsand. The entrance looked like something out of Minecraftia. Near it was a lever, and curiousity got the better of him. He flipped the switch and the "Door" Started going in a spiral. It looked very strange, and Steve looked at it for a minute or so. He was tempted to go in, but was a little afraid of what was on the other side.
Steve sighed and swept the look off his face, and went in.
Little did he know this would be the adventure of his lifetime.
