the lonely minecraftian

When I got to the castle, I first met the mayor/king of moose valley city. He said that the newly discovered portal was made from 20 regular minecraftians, also, made from a foreign substance. I was... well... amazed that some of my inhabitants made something like that, also, get a foreign substance.

"I.. I am amazed by this statement king." I said

"please, call me Lark" Lark said

"Ok, Lark. Where is the decipherer of this strange book?" I said urgently

"He is in the next room... but I must warn you, he does get... how should I put this... extremely insane and talkative around royalty" Lark said

"Oh, I do not mind... I have dealt with worse most likely" I said.

"If you say so" Lark said.

We entered the room with the decipherer of the strange book. his hair was kinda crazy and it looked like he just went through an old ravine... he also smelled horrid, but that was not what was bothering me... what was bothering me was the fact that there was no book in sight. "Umm, if I may ask, where is the book?" I said.

"Huh, wha-? Oh, it is just yo-yo-YOU!" the decipherer then got down to his knees and started bow.

"Please, no need for formalities my kind sir." I said

"Oh boy! it is such a pleasure to see you oh great creator!" the decipherer said "I never thought this day would ever come! But once I got word of you coming to moose valley to see me and the king, I just jumped with joy! I mean who ever thought I would see the creator of this world in-person! I AM SO EXCITED! Oh, and my name is översättaren!" översättaren said.

"Pleased to meet you översättaren!" I said "Oh, and lark, where is that oh so delicious cake!" I said, eager to get another taste of that exquisite piece of cake.

"It is almost done, my majesty" Lark said.

My mouth watered in anticipation. The last time I took a bite in one of Larks' cake was about 3 years ago... and I still remember the taste of the magnificent cake. mmmm... it was delicious.

"If you guys don't mind me asking again, but where is the book?" I said

"Oh, it is right here, steve!" vänliga said

"May I look at it?" I said. vänliga then handed me the book for me to look at. The writing was all to familiar... ancient minecraftian, that only people with a special gift can read.and luckily, there was at least one minecraftian that was still alive that had that certain gift. I then flipped through the book until the book itself stopped all on its own. I then read the words, it said, well, the clear words said "today we have ma----he substance we are going to use. We finally got the formu---right, we used one ounce of ---------- and another ounce of -------- with a teaspoon of ------- then, a cup of --------. we did have a fe--casualties in the proce-s. we were handling alot of ---io--ive material in the process. But today, we found the last ingredient, the only th-ng we needed to compl--e the process of making the foreign subs--nce called ---------------. -------------- by the letter that this substance is dangerous if u-ed in the wrong way, and can lead to world wide disaster.----------------------------------------------" the rest was smeared, until about a few pages later "somehow, one of the workers got the portal to work, without any of the ways that our powerful creator has done. we have tried using the water buckets, then the fire. none of them worked. but, all he said was 'I was just talking to my friend and having a good time and also talking about how wonderful life was down here, then all of a sudden, the portal activated'. my only conclusion was it was just a timed portal, which opened when the time was right.

about a week later, none of us have gone through the portal yet... some of us were to afraid, and others were either to important or just really busy. one person was about to go through the portal, then it just closed. it just closed by itself. either it was broken somehow, or something was wrong.we all followed the note by its instructions, except for the burnt part, which we could not read. I will have our top scientists look at it today. another strange thing is, the material we made for the portal to work has changed to a greyish red color... but now, it is as hard as diamonds. which is strange because, the note that we got from ----- did not say anything about this happening. we will go into further studies about this strange transformation after we chip of some of this hard substance and study it.

the results have come in... and they are not good. we have traced sources of "an evil presence" within the rock/diamond like substance. I, personally, just think that it is another type of obsidian, but that does not seem logically possible. we will go into further studies of this rock in the future... but the problem that I have right now, is the fact that all my workers are going crazy and either being big jerks, or trying to actually kill each other. I have no idea what is going on, but ever since that portal has changed, everyone has started to go crazy. I might be going crazy to... I have heard voices in my head... they are all very faint, but I think they say stuff like "you should of gone through it." and "violence is not the key" and also something like this... but not entirely sure, but it is my closest translation to the faint whisper... "hero jock brine, he is the protector of this portal, you must reason with him, and tell him to open it". those are the only ones I am sure I can decipher correctly. but, we will focus on the problem at hand, our workers going completely bonkers.

ok, the problem is almost solved, and we are working regularly now... well, regular enough. but, besides the people who are still kinda crazy and violent, this report will not have much detail of what is going on... nothing new besides more whispers and less crazy workers. all is good.

ok... I am officially crazy. I think I saw someone in trouble behind where the portal entrance would be. but when I went to this person who was crying... he looked behind himself... those eyes... I can never forget them... actually I can, because he had no eyes! there was no pupils or iris's nor any veins. then, after a half a second after he turned his head, he vanished. when he vanished, I heard another faint whisper in my head saying... "run". and so I listened to the voice and turned to face all my workers. shouting at them to leave this place immediately. they did not listen, for they thought I was insane! they think I am insane... I have all my sanity! there the ones who are insane!...oh who am I kidding, I am writing in a book right now... why am I writing this? I do not know, maybe someone in the future will see this and find this portal. my note to you is, if anyone is reading this, do not go here... even if you have those fancy floating cars, or your super smart, even if you have a powerful cannon... nothing can stop this... nothing can.

oh boo-hoo, this guy? really? he is writing in a book. I warned him, he should have left! but no, all he did was warn his stupid workers to just "get out". ha! he really thought he could escape, but once I started to put the whispers in other heads that were around this portal, they started to believe him. but, they were to late. I have warned them all. but now, all of his workers are under a pile of the heaviest delight of all... bedrock! oh, it was just oh so wonderful to see there bodies twitch in pain! it brought joy to my heart! now, I have taken his body, and am using it to roam the land my brother once made. i did go through that portal. that is the reason it closed. i did meet some oh so wonderful test subjects. they were like those things my brother made a few months ago... what were they? horses? no, they are all to small... except for one, no wait, two! oh ho ho! I had a lot of fun with those two. I guess they are immortal, but can still peel the most delighted thing that brings joy to my heart! PAIN! it was oh so wonderful there. I hope on going back there! but somehow, when I re-opened the portal with a piece of the horses horn and went through it... well... it was un-passable now. so now I wait, roaming these lands, in search of another unicorn to open the portal with. then destroying all life there... but I cannot do that here, in minecraftia... because of my brother. so now... the game of waiting has began...

signed

hero jack brine, a.k.a., herobrine"

I was lit up with anger at the mentioning of his name. He always got in the way of my creations... especially my most prized one.. the minecraftians. And now he has made an ancient portal almost un-passable because of his behavior. turns out I was so angry, I caught the book on fire, and accidentally sent it to the nether castle. But that did not matter, the rest of the book, besides the part I just read, was already either burnt up, or just smudged so much with a black ink, that it was un-readable. All I gotta do now is find the portal... and find out what my brother has done to the place that the portal leads to....