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I was just an average player, nothing else. But what I found was that not very many people enjoyed my presence. In fact, I don't think they even like me. I don't know why, or I forgot long ago, but I really don't see why they hate me so much. Even the admins dislike my company. Why? I don't see what I did wrong, let alone even acknowledge whatever they were mad about. Maybe they aren't mad at me? Maybe they hate me because there is hidden darkness in this place. It isn't right. None of this is. There must be order. At least I remember when it started. 

That grueling day... It wasn't pretty. Ever since that player, "Adam" joined, rumor and gossip started all around the server. I could safely assume that it was about me. I wanted to check it out. I really didn't do much on there, I only constructed a few builds.

I logged on, nothing much. It wasn't really much to worry about. But the rumors and gossip about me were something to worry about. I didn't appreciate it's arrival.

<Remistae> Oh look! It's the Brianman!

<Herobrine> What?

<Frowndot54> Gah, don't worry lad. We ought to guide ya! Ya need it!

Give me a coffee break. Something isn't right with these players. All I did was ask a question. They took it too far. Are these guys neanderthals?

<Herobrine> I... Have to go...

<Remistae> Okay! Seeya punk!

What is their deal? Is something going on in their lives? Maybe so. I wanted to check with the admins to see if they knew anything.

<Herobrine> Hey, admins?

<Geodashie> Sorry, but you must be a reasonable user or above to communicate with a moderator/admin!

<Herobrine> What? You too are being silly?

<Eggman45> We aren't being silly. We're just doin' our job!

They laughed at me. It wasn't long before others saw the conversation and joined in. All this laughing cycling through my head... I wanted to die. I fell to the ground, still hearing all those laughs.

<Deezknots> Haha... Is mister no-eyes crying?

It sounded so realistic. I stood up. I was shocked, it was like my brain was falling apart. I saw everyone laughing at me from my player's view. I was the player. I saw them all giggling, slapping their knees... I couldn't do this. There was no escape button here...

<Geodashie> We'll give you a break, Make sure to stop here at 4:30 for some milk and cookies! HAHAHAHA

I heard them all. It wasn't like any text you visual learners would see... I heard it all through my desolated pixelated ears...

<Adam> Let me talk this guy out... He seems pretty let-down!

<Herobrine> Were you the one who started all this?

<Adam> DID YOU TALK TO ME WHILE YOU WENT ALL HILLY-NILLY WITH YOUR MOUTH? DIDN'T THINK SO!

More laughter... I had to suck it up. I had no choice but to listen to the humor I was unintentionally passing along... I pressed the up key on my keyboard... There was no keyboard... Recurring thoughts of suicide kept jumping through my head as laughter played throughout my ears... I took off with my legs instead...

"What is their deal? Why am I suffering like this?" I muttered.

I took off even further. Anything to stop that laughter and get some quiet. Maybe some building will cheer me up.

I took off into the building section. I got some wool from the chest. Without obeying gravity, this seemed like a piece of cake. I was wrong. There was still one form of gravity left... The players. They tracked me down, joining my room one after one... destroying what I have created with the click of a mouse.

<Geodashie> Sorry, but you haven't gone to building school!

I placed another block down. They destroyed it again. Can they even make a good joke in this one moment anyway? Didn't seem like it.

<Deezknots> You are a true numbnut here!

<Eggman45> Everyone step right up! Smack-a-player for only 2 emeralds!

I saw green all around. They faced towards me, helping "Deezknots" building some structure, while they pushed me over to it. I was the pinata. I was tied there tightly, while the pain of players punching me struck through my body. I knew that something was up.

It's been a few days. I'm already tired of this poor pixelated life. I don't know how much more I can take. I went to the building section again, just because I had nothing to do. I was hungry, but I knew that whatever situation I'm dealing with is, nobody's going to let me have food. I just wanted to build. I did so.

<Deezknots> What are you doing here, chief?

<Herobrine> Just leave me alone. I've been through enough already.

<Deezknots> You're not the admin here, buddy. You're just a toothpick.

<Herobrine> Admins are supposed to watch the server with care! If that's true, you really suck at your job!

<Deezknots> Well, that was quite rude.

<Herobrine> You think that was rude? Look at you! You are a whole hundred times more impolite than me!

<Deezknots> How about we make a deal. If you give me a diamond, I won't pick on you for the rest of the day.

<Herobrine> I guess so... Here.

<Deezknots> How did you get this, anyway?

I froze. How did I get it? I don't remember picking it up, nor going into the excavation site nearby. Is there something I was unaware of?

<Deezknots> Well?

<Herobrine> I... Dug for it.

<Deezknots> Heh, stupido. Well, have fun with your next 9 hours of free time. It could have been a whole lot more if you were to just log off, pretty boy. I don't understand why you're still here.

Does nobody realize that I hadn't logged off for a whole 3 days? This is a hit rock bottom situation. I wanted to build. The only opportunity I had to play, anyway.

I came to the same room I was in 2 days ago. There was so much to see. The structure I was hung on seemed like it was about to topple... If gravity were scientifically accurate, that is.

After cleaning up the rubbish, I started to build. The server would only allow me wool. Cheapskates. If only generosity existed... I reached into my pixelated pockets. I didn't even care anymore.

I pulled out a torch.

What was that about? I only had wool on me, so why this? I am trapped in a game. I can't find all the answers in one day. This game was torturing me. What was this torch about? How did I even get to touch it?

"Maybe it only works in the building section?" I thought.

I ran towards the walls of the building site. I ran fast. No, seriously. Fast. I ran like an ostrich. I jumped, with my arms pointing towards the barrier ceiling. I was flying. I landed outside the perimeters, In front of a whole group of people.

<Deezknots> Sorry. I took back on that deal.

<Reedseed41> Yeah. Anything you want to say before we send you to the world of the banned?

I was mad as all hell. I wasn't about to be taken down by these punks. I ran like an ostrich, punching that lousy admin. Felt good. Everyone froze silent, looking at me with a shocked look.

<Adam> You've gone too far. GET HIM!

<Herobrine> YOU PUNKS BETTER KEEP YOUR FIVE METER DISTANCE!!!

I pulled out a diamond sword, quickly putting on diamond armor. It was heavy but worth it. They froze silently. Didn't even press a key. Except for one fool. Deezknots. He ran towards me, typing some command. I slashed him, knocking him to the ground. He disconnected. I spawned an apple and ate it. Tasted good, my favorite snack.

A brown screen.

I saw a brown screen in front of me, with text in the middle. "You have been disconnected. Reason: Hacking, High treason." Do these jerks get anything right? I reconnected like I didn't even witness the screen. They were still shocked. Fools.

<Herobrine> DO I HAVE TO MAKE IT CLEAR TO YOU JERKS? I HAVE BEEN HERE FOR 3 DAYS, AND I CAN'T EVEN FIND SOMETHING TO DO WITHOUT A BUNCH OF JACKASSES SPOILING THE FOOD ON MY PLATE! ALL I WANTED WAS TO HAVE FUN, BUT THE NICK OF UNDERCOOKED BEEF SPOILED THIS ENTIRE GAME! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH. IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO OBEY YOUR NEW COMMANDER, ME.

I hit the sword to the ground, block by block, it started to kill players. They ran away in panic. I ran towards "Adam". The ringleader of the enchilada. I pinned him with his back facing the wall.

<HeLobRine2> Oh, on the contrary, Adam. You are going to become my slave.

<Adam> Please! Have mercy!

<HLoaRin2> I tried to show mercy long ago. It's YOU who should be showing it, comrade.

I spawned Zombies and skeletons, they spread out and patrolled the area. Not making a mistake.

It remained that way for a long time. I captured and killed every player in existence, along with Adam. He was the one who to blame for. He was the source of my anger and discomfort. He now has to make up for it by assisting me for life.

A player.

As I expected. The last player was about to joined. Once I kill this player, I can have full control over the server with no discomfort. I've waited for this moment.

<LAR2> ADAM. ONCE THE LAST PLAYER IS KILLED, THEN I WILL HAVE FULL CONTROL OVER THE SERVER WITHOUT ANY SORT OF FRICTION GETTING IN THE WAY. I WANT YOU TO DO THE HONORS.

<ADAM> Aren't you taking this a little too far?

<LAR2> DIDN'T YOU TAKE THE MATTERS WHEN I CAME BACK FROM THIS SERVER A LITTLE TOO FAR, TOO?

<ADAM> ...

<LAR2> THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT. LET ME REMIND YOU, ADAM...

"It's critical that you listen..." 

Artiopas

Many players have encountered many strange occurrences while playing their favorite (Or one of their favorite) games. Today I'm going to tell you about one of the strangest.

"It's critical that you listen."

I heard those words in a dry, and frightening voice. It was quite low, and I didn't know what caused it. Maybe my imagination? It seemed so, and I really didn't get much sleep, so I didn't think much of it. After a moment of confusion, I clicked the button that directed me to the server. Truth is, I really haven't gone on many servers on Minecraft before. And the last time I did was a long time ago. About 5 months, to be exact. 

Let's just get to the story.

I logged on to a quiet area of the server. I was pretty confused because this server normally gets lots of attention. I got a bit suspicious. (Although, when the modest of odd occurrences result, I do think it's a bit peculiar.) Forgetting about the lack of players, I decided to play some games. There was a moderate selection of games, but since 80% of 90 games were multiplayer, I was limited to 18 games. I didn't know which one to pick.

Still ignoring the lack of players in the server at the time, I selected the first game in the corridor, Tetris. A block puzzle game. Almost everyone knows about the game. I've performed the game a few times on the server. My high score is roughly 24000, (Not that it matters). I clicked the button, and I was teleported to the hub. I commenced the game. It started out like a typical Tetris game, controlling, moving and flipping the blocks.

I operated the game for at least 5 minutes. Nothing much occurred during that stretch of time, other than your occasional glitching and chunks disappearing. Nothing out of the ordinary. Yet, after some time, I caught another dry whisper coming from my earbuds.

"I hope you're ready..."

I got a bit skeptical. What are the odds of the same situation happening twice? I assumed it was my imagination yet again, and I resumed the game. A few minutes later, I ended the game, because I didn't feel the need to play anymore.

"Are you there? Are you listening? Can you hear me?"

Alright, this situation was starting to get questionable. Why am I hearing voices? Who is it coming from, and where is it originating from? Now I was getting skeptical. I needed to find out who, or what is causing these enigmatic voices.

I then remembered the lack of players.

Where were they? Nobody just rejects a server without an announcement or conversation. What is going on? I decided to do the first thing I could think of; look for them. I scrolled through the corridors and landscapes to find at least ONE player. It took hours to scroll through the entire server grounds, and I wasn't sure if I resolved anything. After an hour, I came to the conclusion that nobody was in sight, and I might have wasted lots of time looking for people that weren't even on the server in the first place. I knew something was up. Just when I heard a peculiar whisper coming from behind me.

"You should have listened...."

I paused and slowly turned behind me. I heard crackling sounds and static while slowly moving my cursor across the desk. When I have fully turned around, I witnessed another player and his nametag said "Adam".

A knife.

A knife was in his hand, clutched in his hand, very tightly, as if he was ready to attack. Blood was all over the blade and some more blood was on the handle, just above where his hand grasped the knife. He stared at me, with such a deathlike smirk on his face. I tried to sprint away, but the keys were suspended. I couldn't move my player. I wanted to turn off Minecraft, but I was paralyzed with stress. I watched as he crept towards me, slowly, and ominously. I was trying everything I could to quit the game, but nothing worked. He just stared at me, with that horrible, bloody smile, creeping towards me.

<ADAM> You should have listened, I was trying to save you.

<ME> What? What's happening?

<ADAM> There really isn't time to explain, you need to go. He'll be here any minute.

<ME> I need an explanation, where is everyone?

<ADAM> Look, this server was overrun by a haunted player of some sort, many people saw him flying, hacking, and even spawning apples in his hand. Many people thought he was a hacker, so he eventually was kicked. Later, he appeared again and started to turn this server into hell. I'm one of the only individuals that survived, at the cost of my sanity. I had no choice.

<ME> So... Where are the others?

<ADAM> They left, they all left. some ran, some killed themselves, some left the game, and some were left behind to be eaten, killed, or condemned to any sort of torture.

<ME> So, why did I join? Why is this server open in my server list?

<ADAM> They're waiting for you. You are one of the rare individuals still able to join this server. Please, you have to leave. If they catch you, God knows what will happen. They'll most likely kill you.

<ADAM> Look, you really need to go. This server is dead. There's nothing to do here but die. You need to go, now.

<ME> One last thing, why would anyone want to take over a server?

<ADAM> No idea. Now you need to go. He'll be here any minute. Go, before it's too late.

I quickly hit Escape, and I quit the game. I was remarkably confused. I looked away from my monitor to take a breath.

"No... That didn't happen. I didn't see that, It wasn't real!" I muttered to myself.

I opened my browser, and you wouldn't believe what I saw.

"Ghost player spotted on gaming server, hundreds terrified!"

"Holy shit.," I muttered, shocked like never before.

It was real, all true, like a terrible atrocity had risen, while everyone remains oblivious. Nobody expected this... I was terrorized. Why could such a thing take place? I've read over stories innumerable times, I never believed any of the events recounted in those stories, and I bet many other people didn't trust it, either. But how could it even occur? How could the events in the stories come out of fantasy?

No.

I'm not letting this happen. I'm not letting this situation escalate any further. Hundreds were terrified, and no more needed to be. I've read many stories, none end well, and this situation won't either. Neglecting the situation won't help, so I need to take action!

With courage, I faced my monitor and started Minecraft. Ending this complication seems quite necessary at this time. If nothing changes, flames of guilt and sorrow will arise, nobody will be able to remember the name, nobody will be able to place another block, nobody will ever type a letter, whether it's a sign, logging in, chatting, or command, nobody would be able to compete, building in the light of glowstone. I'm not allowing any of that negativity strike anyone down. I knew this had to end. Immediately.

I logged onto the server. It took about 3 seconds to connect, and the moment I saw the background appear, I looked around, carefully and thoroughly. Nobody was in sight, Like earlier.

"YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE COME BACK"

I heard in a dark, moaning, eerie voice. It came from behind me. And so, with the best of my courage, I turned and I saw in front of me a player. A dark, black, featureless skin. Red eyes, green cape. Looks like it was made in MS Paint.

<LAR2> YOUR ARRIVAL...

<Me> Who are you?

<LAR2> AH. I AM SURPRISED. DON'T YOU REALIZE THIS SERVER IS DEAD? I'VE TAKEN OVER IT. THE CORE IS MINE. I HAVE FULL INFLUENCE NOW, AND WHEN I KILL YOU, ALL OF MINECRAFT WILL BE MINE.

<Me> I don't think that would be the case.

<LAR2> YOU ARE A LOT MORE GULLIBLE THAN ADAM SAID YOU WERE.

<Me> Adam?

<LAR2> YES... HE TOLD ME THAT YOU GOT AWAY, YOU WERE TOO AFRAID TO FIGHT. BUT ENOUGH OF THIS CHIT-CHATTING. IT'S TIME TO MEET YOUR FATE.

<Me> But why? Why take over the entirety of Minecraft when you can just create your own server? I don't see the fun in terrorizing hundreds of users.

<LAR2> YEARS OF TORMENT... PEOPLE THINK OF ME AS THE "RUNT OF THE GAME", I CAN'T STAND IT. I HAVE BEEN TORMENTED COUNTLESS TIMES, AND I CAN'T FORGIVE ANYONE WHOM TORMENTED ME DURING MY PEACEFUL MOMENTS.

<Me> But.. where is everyone?

<LAR2> THEY'RE DEAD. WHAT ELSE WOULD YOU EXPECT ME TO DO WITH THEM? I JUST WANTED PEACE, AND THERE COULDNT BE ANYMORE PEOPLE TORMENTING ME. I HAD TO DO WHAT I MUST.

<Me> Well, I'm here to bargain. I can't see you torment and torture hundreds of people. they love this game. They don't want to see it fall into the hands of a sick and cruel hacker. There's a whole wiki about the thing and even a respective wiki for horror stories! I didn't believe any one of the stories posted on that wiki. And I never will! AND THAT'S HOW IT'S GOING TO BE! AND YOU CAN'T CHANGE THAT!

<LAR2> I SEE IT'S GOING TO TAKE A BIT MORE TO MAKE YOU BUDGE... BUT ONE THING... YOUR JUMBLING YOUR WORDS. I'M NOT TRYING TO BE A "CREEPYPASTA", OR TORMENT MANY, I JUST WANT PEACE... AND PEOPLE WERE SO BOTHERSOME... NOT GIVING ME COMFORT, EVEN DISLIKING, AND DESTROYING MY BUILDS, FOR NO REASON. THIS ISN'T MY TERROR, THIS IS MY REVENGE.

He suddenly shot at me. I quickly reacted, getting out of the way.

<Me> IT DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO DESTROY THIS GAME AND HOST IT AS YOUR PROXY!

<LAR2> TO BE HONEST. EVERYONE WAS JUST LIKE YOU... USING YOUR TACTICS, DODGING MY EVERY MOVE, THEY WERE JUST AS DUMB AS YOU. THE MOST THEY WERE DOING WAS DELAYING THE INEVITABLE. I FOUGHT THE STRONGEST OF PLAYERS IN GROUPS, EVERY SINGLE PLAYER, I HAVE DESTROYED. NOT A SINGLE ONE REMAINS. AND YOU ARE MY LAST VICTIM BEFORE I TAKE THE MOJANG OFFICE!

He had every weapon imaginable, a sword, fireballs, you name it, he has it. He just kept hitting me, trying his best to land a single blow on me. He couldn't do it.

<LAR2> JUST DIE, YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE STANDING IN MY WAY. YOU ARE WEAK... AND THE SMALLEST OF WALLS WILL FALL!

He struck one final blow to me, and I ended up dying. I stopped, with a shocked look. I could have saved Minecraft... I guess all hope is lost now...

No, wait. The respawn button popped up. With a yellow text below it.

"You thought I left you to fight on your own? You're Minecraft's only hope. C'mon. I underestimated you. You are a lot stronger than you look. You are closer than you think. Show this weirdo what for. What you are really made of." I clicked the button. I respawned behind him, with a diamond sword in my hand. He looked distracted.

<LAR2> FINALLY, THE LAST PLAYER IS GONE. NOBODY WILL BE ABLE TO STAND IN MY WAY NOW.

<Me> You thought I was done that easily? No... You are the gullible one here.

<LAR2> ...No...

<Me> ...Yes.

<LAR2> How did you... HOW DID YOU RESPAWN? I TOOK ONE FINAL BLOW ON YOU, I DISABLED THE RESPAWN OPTION, EVERY SINGLE PLAYER WAS DOOMED, HOW DO YOU HAVE ACCESS TO THE RESPAWN BUTTON? HOW ARE YOU STILL IN MY WAY?

<Me> Maybe you didn't take into consideration that I had some assistance?

<LAR2> ...No... Adam.... That dust mite.

I swung my sword at him. He took great damage.

<LAR2> GAH!!!

<LAR2> ...So it's not that easy...

<Me> You know... I'm not as dumb as you think I am.

<LAR2> ...So... You really are determined to save Minecraft... I don't know why I didn't presume this...

<Me> Don't you get it? So many people love this game. And I'm not letting it go to waste.

<LAR2> THEN I GUESS I HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO KILL YOU OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

He struck me again. I died, but I respawned yet again.

<Me> Getting cocky?

<LAR2> I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT MAKES YOU SO POWERFUL... AND WHY YOU KEEP GOING ON. I'LL JUST KILL YOU COUNTLESS TIMES, AND YOU'LL REGRET CONTINUING YOUR ACTIONS.

I died again, and again, and yet again. I respawned every single time.

<LAR2> JUST STOP IT. YOU KNOW WE'LL BE HERE UNTIL THE END OF TIME.

<Me> Exactly. We'll be here until the end of time. That's why I'm keeping you here, fighting me.

<LAR2> ...I'm not letting... YEARS OF TORMENT GO DOWN FOR NOTHING!!!

<Me> Just give up. You know I'm not letting this happen.

He did the exact same thing. Kill me, again, again and again.

<LAR2> THAT'S IT! I'VE HAD JUST ABOUT ENOUGH OF THIS MESS! I GUESS I HAVE NO CHOICE....

<LAR2> I CAN'T KILL YOU... BUT I CAN CONTAIN YOU...

A cage of bedrock appeared all around me. I was trapped.

<LAR2> DO YOU REGRET YOUR ACTIONS NOW???

I had an idea.

<Me> Sorry, I can't hear you through this bedrock. <LAR2> LET ME REPEAT THAT... DO YOU REGRET YOUR ACTIONS NOW??? <Me> I still can't hear you. <LAR2> FINE.

He broke the bedrock. Such a cretin.

<LAR2> Now, I can repeat it...

Before he could type another letter, I jumped out of the cage, slashing him with my sword in the process.

<LAR2> So... You aren't as dumb as I thought.

<Me> Yeah. You're the dumb one.

<LAR2> All this time... I wanted peace, quiet, and revenge for those who had tormented me.

<Me> Well, that isn't a smart idea.

<LAR2> I guess I have to abort the plan...

<Me> You thought I was done with you? Do you really think I am letting you get away that easily? No, not after what you've done to this server and those innocent players...

<LAR2> No... Please, offer me mercy... I have been such an idiot, being angry at nothing.

<Me> No. I'm not offering you mercy just yet.

Lots of other players rejoined the server. Every single one he killed, rejoined.

<Reedseed341> There he is! GET HIM!

<LAR2> No... Please... Have mercy...

Every single one ran to attack "LAR2". after countless hits, he raised up to the sky and started to dissolve, like the Ender Dragon.

<LAR2> YOU FOOLS... I'M NOT DONE YET! I WILL BE BACK, THIS WAS JUST MY FIRST ATTACK! THE PLAN WAS JUST GETTING STARTED!

After he was fully dissolved, I disconnected. I looked away from my monitor, wondering what the heck just happened. Wondering how an average player could expand his courage to fight a dangerous hacker, let alone win. Why would anyone torment a player for no reason? Why would anyone want to take over Minecraft? Why would anyone care to destroy hundreds of players, just to gain peace? Why would anyone hack for such a reason?

Maybe those questions are best conserved for another day.

Uponaken

Remember my encounter with "LAR2"? The so-called "hacker and future ruler of Minecraft"? Remember him? Well, my encounter with him isn't finished yet. Starting at the end of "Artiopas", I had just finished logging out of Minecraft to take a breather. I couldn't believe I just saved the game from a hacker that barely any player could stand up to. It just seemed so improbable! Well, with a hacker of that type, I can guarantee that he will be back for more ruckus, and he won't be as friendly with me. I logged back on to Minecraft a few hours later. I wanted to see the aftermath of the hacker attack. The repairs of the server, the damage the hacker has done. I was curious. What could be the worst of all the things on the internet?

Logging into the server, I saw some admins breaking down the bedrock cage I was trapped in. I decided to observe from a distance. I didn't know why, but it seemed like the most on-point option. I observed around the server where I fought "LAR2". I saw some more players fixing the fire damage and arrow debris. It wasn't a pretty sight, but I could most likely expect that from a hacker attack. The worst of the damage would have to be the command blocks, over 500 of them were deconstructed, and I heard it took about a full 40 minutes to repair one of them. Trust me, it wasn't the server I remembered.

"Thank you."

I heard that familiar whisper coming from behind me. I turned around, but this time, without fear.

<ADAM> I just wanted to give you a huge apology for my friend's actions.

<ME> Wait... Was he really your friend?


<ADAM> It's kind of a long story... But in a nutshell, he forced me. That's how I went insane. Taking orders from a hacker... All he did was cause fear, damage, and destruction. I can't accept this.


<ME> Well, he WAS a hacker.


<ADAM> Not JUST a hacker, he was tormented by many, after all. I guess it was a creative way of getting revenge...

<ME> Well, I suspect with a hacker of that type, he won't be as friendly the next time I see him. And I guarantee that I will see him...

<ADAM> Right. Well, I'll be on the lookout for him. I hope he doesn't go too wild on me...

Adam ran off. I was quite happy to see him as a normal person.

Like I said before, I was still expecting "LAR2" to show up. He was a hacker with a rough history, so I expect him to return briskly. Looking more at the server rather than "LAR2", I still saw many broken blocks and portals, still being restored. Even at this point, the damage was sharp. What else could you expect from a hacker attack?

I was wandering off, looking for some more damage this hacker has caused. I could most likely report it to the admins, so this server can open up sooner. 

A cave.

In the corner of my eye, I spotted a cavern, that I couldn't well remember. I was confused and yet skeptical at the same time. I don't find any memory of this being there, nor any patch notes, even through aimless wanderings.

"Must be a new extension?" I thought, attempting to ease my worry. 

I decided to check it out anyway, curiosity is what I fondly follow through at this time. (I know that saying, "curiosity kills the cat", but I stopped a freaking hacker, okay?) With the last of my worry gone and some courage to guide me through, I entered the cave.

I expected it to be an easter egg, or at least a supply hideout, but what I found inside the cave was downright gruesome. I saw a lot of signs, lots of them containing warning messages, like "CAUTION: CERTAIN CHANCE OF DEATH" or "CAUTION: LAVA PIT NEARBY, WATCH STEPS THOUROUGLY". I mean, it may have been an excavation site at one point in time, but the next few items were downright disturbing. There were more signs, containing texts like "Why did you ruin my freedom?" and "I never want to see you, so get lost."

I was getting a bit scared. The cave didn't look promising, either. The cave didn't look natural, it looked like it was man-made, with a few 2x2 tunnels through the narrows, adding more to my excavation site theory.

"TURN AROUND, YOU IMBECLE."

I knew it all along. Why didn't I guess this? I turned around, seeing that same skin... The same player who has killed many, the same player who has caused damage to the server. The same player who was persecuted during his opportunity to play.

<LAR2> LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE.

<Me> ME? You've only got yourself to blame!

<LAR2> YOU TOOK MY FREEDOM, YOU TOOK MY PEACE, YOU TOOK MY FRIEND, ADAM.

<Me> He's not your friend. You forced him. Don't try and fool me.

<LAR2> I HOPE YOU REMEMBER YOUR CHIT-CHATTING WITH ADAM... I WAS THERE, I HEARD EVERY SINGLE WORD. YOU WERE RIGHT. I WASN'T FINISHED WITH YOU. AND NOW, I HAVE CAME UP WITH SOMETHING GRAND... SOMETHING THAT CAN DEFINETLY DEFEAT YOU.

LAR2 turned into black particles and disappeared. I remember that menacing laugh playing through my earbuds as he vanished into those dark, menacing and ungodly particles. I knew this could only mean one thing;

I was right.

I knew I was right. I knew that with the type of hacker I'm dealing with, the situation wouldn't stop smoothly. It wasn't over. I had to familiarize the admins. I rushed through the narrows, and out the cavern. Up ahead, I saw some, admins talking to each other. They didn't look too concerned, but I could probably expect that from the type of hacker "LAR2" is.

<Me> Admins! This is a serious problem!!!

<Eggman45> Uh, what?

<Me> Remeber the Hacker? LAR2?

<Eggman45> Yeah, he had caused innumerable amounts of panic, not to mention the damage brought onto the command blocks. It's been 3 and a half hours, and we aren't even halfway done!

<Me> Well, I saw him in a cavern down the tree line.

<Deezknots> Didn't we already ban him?

<Geodashie> A cavern? I don't remember putting that in...

<Me> I stumbled across it while wandering through the tree narrows.

<Deezknots> Well, show us.

I accompanied the admins to the cavern I spotted. It wasn't a long walk, and I got there in about 2 minutes.

<Me> Look.

<Deezknots> The old excavation site?

<Me> I saw LAR2 in here. Should we venture in?

<Geodashie> We'll take it from here. Deezknots, stay with this person and watch over the surface in case something happens. Don't leave him, okay?

<Deezknots> Right.

I saw Geodashie take the other admins down into the mine. I was left with "Deezknots"

<Deezknots> I'm going to patrol the area. You stay here.

<Me> Do you really think I'm that stupid?

<Deezknots> Don't talk back to an admin.

<Me> Listen up here, outdated meme. Geodashie gave you strict orders not to leave me. He didn't tell you to walk around looking for vandals. The server isn't even open yet!

<Deezknots> Uhh...

<Me> And I know no other players can join because the players that HAVE joined have special tags assigned to their names! If the server spots a player that's nametag isn't in the book, they get banned!

<Deezknots> Well,

<Me> And what were you talking about with the other admins? And how come I've never seen you with the other admins before, Let alone why I've never seen you as an admin AT ALL!

<Deezknots> Come on, I'm a

<Me> LAR2, there's no hiding now. Show yourself.

<Deezknots> THIS ISN'T YOUR FIGHT, NOW BEGONE!

<Me> You know what? Why am I even wasting time?

I struck at him. Fast. Lightning fast. After a few seconds, he stared at me like a wolf thinking you're a juicy steak.

<LeeAnoRts2> YOU'RE ALOT SMARTER THAN  YOU LOOK.

<Me> Nobody wants you on this server, hacker! I'm here to finish this battle once and for all!

<LeAkRn2> You know what?

<LAR2> I WAS THINKING THE SAME THING.

LAR2 struck at me. I flew back into a bedrock hole. I fell and fell until I hit the ground, which was obsidian. I saw him in a dark, wide passageway, staring directly into my eyes.

<LAR2> I HAVE HAD ENOUGH FOOLING AROUND. I CAN'T SEEM TO FOOL YOU IN ANY SORT OF WAY, SO I AM GOING TO INITIATE THE LAST RESORT OPTION OF MY PLAN.

<LAR2> IF YOU CAN SOMEHOW GET OUT OF THIS PIT, MEET ME AT CENTRAL SQUARE IF YOU ARE REALLY ARE DETERMINED TO RESTORE PEACE TO THIS DOMAIN. I WILL WARN YOU; THERE WILL BE NO MERCY THERE. HAVE FUN.

LAR2 disappeared into black particles as he made a menacing laugh. he left me in a dark, deep pit. There was one passageway, so I went that way. In the narrows, I noticed a few prison cells. I saw a few of LAR2's slaves in the prison narrows. They looked upset.

Adam.

In one of the cell narrows, I spotted him. Looking through the bars with a sorrowful pout. I felt remorse, so I approached.

<ADAM> I'm sorry. I lost everything.

<Me> What? What are you doing here?

<ADAM> You were right... He did come back. And he did go rough on me...

<Me> What did he do to you?

<ADAM> I hate that terrorist... All he had done was cause trouble, God knows what wildfire is happening up on the surface... He took my moderation privileges... I can't assist you any further...

<Me> Come on, LAR2 has no control over you. He has no right to make you his puppet. You need to fight back with aggression.

<ADAM> It's no use. He is too powerful... I should have never served him... Look what awful complications ha strike this server... And it's all my fault. Living with this is impossible, knowing that so many innocent players have been suffering under his rule... Fighting against him is like trying to stick a toothpick through a metal block... It's impossible.

<Me> I'm not standing for this mess... If you aren't going to help, I'll just stop him myself, no matter how hard he goes on me.

<ADAM> Don't try. He's too experienced with users like you. You won't last a second.

<Me> Well what am I supposed to do? Let all innocent users fall under his rule?

<ADAM> I'm only doing you a favor... but I guess there's no stopping you. There's a secret ladder behind one of the bedrock blocks near the edges of the hole. The bedrock blocks concealing the ladder are actually stone, but they are retextured to look like bedrock. Be careful, once you break those blocks and climb the ladder, the ladder will disappear, there's no turning back after that. Go if you dare.

<Me> Okay. I will see you later...

I felt sick. The first part was bad enough on its own, but this time? Was I really up to the challenge? Could I really stop this guy once and for all? I've learned to expect the normal, even with the strength of a thousand men. I knew that the hacker days were over for this server. It was time to restore justice to this hacker. It may not be easy, but it could happen.

I held my left click, looking for the stone blocks. It took me 3 minutes, but I found them. After holding my left click for enough time for my index finger to get sore, I finally was able to save the server and stop this hacker. It's time to climb the ladder.

<ADAM> Are you sure you want to do this? It's very risky.

<Me> I can handle it. You'll be out of this cramped life in no time.

With the last of my courage, I hopped to the ladder and started to climb. I felt apprehensive. What was going to happen? Was I ready?

After roughly 30 seconds of climbing, I saw the glistening sunlight approach my eyes, the sky was in my view, but no players. I hopped out of the ladder, and out of my view, the ladder vanished. There was no turning back. Now that I was on the surface, I had one last thing to do.

Kill LAR2.

He had caused enough trouble. Killing innocent players, hacking and being a pest. He needs to go. I've waited for this moment. I strolled around to find Central Square. It was the one and only opportunity to finish the job. I spotted a colosseum-like area in the distance. It was Central Square.

"You may know me from the past. Years of torment and psychological issues has led me, and you to this. From now on, you are to obey me, and me only. I will be releasing Adam, and from that point on, you are to also respect and follow his orders. Traitors will be burned and banned from this server for a long time. Have fun with your-"

I hated this guy. I want him to die. I ran, sprinted as fast as I could, and with the last of my power, I struck him, pinning him to the ground.

<LAR2> ...OH, WHAT A SURPRISE...

<Me> I've come, just as you ordered, bacon bits. Now you are really going to have it.

<LAR2> YOU'VE HAD YOUR GAMBLE, YOU'VE PLAYED YOUR GAMES, BUT NOW, YOU PLAY BY MY RULES. I WILL MEET YOU AT THE EAS-

<Me> No. This battle is going between you and me, right here, right now.

<LAR2> VERY WELL THEN. SO YOU REALLY ARE DETERMINED TO SAVE THIS SERVER. I WILL BE BACK, AND WHEN I AM I WILL-

I've had it with this coward and his running away. I punched him. Felt good.

<LAR2> ...

<LAR2> IT NEVER HAD TO BE THIS WAY. I GUESS IT'S TIME TO FINISH THIS MINECRAFT ENVY.

He struck at me, I dodged.

<Me> You have already done your share of hate, now it's time for the equalizer.

I struck, again and again. I couldn't hit him, no matter how good I was.

<LAR2> YOU KNEW IT WOULD COME TO THIS, YOU KNEW THAT YOUR ACTIONS COULD LEAD YOU TO THIS MESS. I JUST WANTED PEACE AND ORDER. I WANTED TO BRING THE RIGHT TO THIS SERVER, YOU-

I hate him. I punched him.

<LAR2> WOULD YOU STOP??? I TOLD YOU IT-

I hit him again.

<LAR2> THIS ISN'T HEL-

And again.

<LAR2> CAN YOU-

And again.

<LER2e> LOOK-

Again.

<Ler2ne> ...

Again.

<LeRo2ine> I can't....

Again.

<erobRin2> This isn't...

Again.

<Hero2Rine> I never wanted it to...

Again.

<Herobrine> ...

I stopped. What was he doing?

<Herobrine> Fico... Is this really what you wanted? To save this server from what appears to be a "sick and cruel" hacker?

<Me> ...What's happening...

<Herobrine> I knew with all my might I couldn't beat you. Even if I retreated, if I refused to die... The days I was thrown in torment would still haunt me...

I was speechless. What was he talking about?

<Herobrine> I can't remember my body... It's losing itself centimeter by centimeter.

<Herobrine> The day I died... I...

<HerobRin2> I...

<HArob2rine> ...

<Herobrine> I'm suffering from great pain and regret...You can't feel remorse for anything, can you?

<Herobrine> My gaming days are over... my soul is decaying...

<Herbrine> Mark my words...

<HrobRin> This day forward...

"Minecraft..... Will....... Remember...............................M............E..........."

I froze. Was this the end? Was all the confusion over? This was confusing. What just happened? What did I witness with my very eyes?

Cheering.

I heard applause from behind my back. It was like I just defeated a villain in front of thousands of people. I wanted ti to stop. Even though I defeated a hacker, I felt remorse. Those words I heard through my headphones... what could it mean?

<Eggman45> Well, that was an interesting moment.

<Geodashie> This was a moment we will never forget, Eggman.

<Eggman45> What should we do with this guy?

<Geodashie> I would like to crown him as an admin.

<Adam> Yes! YES! You did it!!

He was there, out of the prison narrows, like he didn't remember it.

<Me> Didn't you doubt me?

<Adam> Yes. but now I know that my "Friend" had a dark history.

<Me> I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed... It felt like something ripped from a movie...

<Adam> Sure seems like it.

<Geodashie> Well, I'm pretty sure you would make a good admin.<Me> Are you sure?

<Geodashie> I am more than sure! You just saved this server from a hacker!

<Me> All he wanted was peace...

<Geodashie> Yes. But not all hackers are truth-telling.

<Me> Well, this was fun. I guess I'll take my leave.

I walked out of the colosseum, remembering the moment and cherishing it. I was happy. A while later, while I was walking around, I noticed something at the bottom of my nametag.

An admin tag.

Negatorium

An admin tag.


What an honor. I knew this would come soon. Running this server is now my number one priority.


I know LAR2 will be coming back, and he may be coming back bigger and better than ever. But we must not be so sure. I may have seen him die a few hours ago, but that doesn't mean he's gone for good, right? I hope he doesn't come back as the villain.


I walked to the hills. Nothing much to see here except for Adam playing tennis.


<Me> What'cha doing?

<Adam> Just playing a game. I need a break after serving that hacker.

<Me> He's definitely more than a hacker. I think he's some sort player that had a rough history with the server.

<Adam> Well, History is history. He's dead now. We're all free from his tyranny.

<Me> Are you sure he meant business? Was he trying to show something?

<Adam> No idea, but those questions are probably best left unanswered.

<Me> I guess so.

Meanwhile in another server...


<LAR2> Damn.. they were too strong. I've underestimated the outcome of their true potential. I wonder what the others will think of this...


*Sliding door opens to a secret base*


<303> What? Did they kill you again?

<LAR2> Yes. Unfortunately.

<Lick> Really? Are they that strong?

<Herobrine> Or maybe you're too weak?


Chuckling.


<LAR2> Hey, quiet down. I've already had a rough history with his server and I don't need a rough history with this one.

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<303> Yeah...

<Herobrine> Well how are we going to take this server? The Negatorium needs to thrive! It won't be long before Microsoft finds this server and closes it down!

<LAR2> I... may have an idea. But it's going to involve every member.

<303> Well, what is it?

<LAR2> You'll see... It's the most mischevious idea yet...


*Maniacally laughing*...

<Adam> Look, we shouldn't worry about him.

<Me> Are you sure? I mean, he could come back, obviously more powerful.

<Adam> Hopefully he won't come back. Welp, I'm going now. I'll see ya soon.

<Me> Goodbye.

No. I can't let my doubts kick in. I know he will be coming back. Bigger, and worse than ever. I felt the sudden urge to warn the admins. It felt like the most reasonable option. (of course, like always.)

I wandered over to Geodashie, conveniently having a chat with the admins. I joined the conversation.

<Geodashie> And that's why ice cream makes my stomach rumble.

<Eggman45> Cool.

<Me> Um...

<Geodashie> Oh! And here is the man who saved us all!

<Me> Yes, but that's not why I came over here.

<Deezknots> Oh? why is that?

<Me> You know the hacker?

<Geodashie> That damn fly, LAR2... All he has caused is trouble. I have set a special form of command blocks down in the maintenance room. Just in case he comes back, The command blocks will ban him every five seconds.

<Me> Good!

<Geodashie> The command blocks must be kept a secret. If he finds out about 'em, it might not end well for the server.

<Eggman45> Obviously.

<Geodashie> Don't be a sassy fuck.

<Me> Well, I guess I'll patrol the area.

<Geodashie> Okie Dokie. Have fun with that.

I exited the conversation. Since I was an admin now, I have decided that patrolling the area seems logical. I was next to the game rooms now.

<LAR2> HELLO, MY GOOD SACK OF CHUM.

<Me> What? How did you get here?

<LAR2> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M AN EIGHT YEAR OLD? NO. I'M NOT GOING DOWN LIKE THIS.

<Me> Just leave us alone! The past was the past, Okay?

<LAR2> INDEED IT WAS THE PAST, A GRUELING, TORTUREFUL, BOTHERSOME PAST. A PAST THAT I WILL NEVER FORGET. A PAST THAT PERHAPS NEEDS TO BE PERCIEVED AS WHAT SHOULD GO DOWN IN HISTORY.

<Me> Look, it's never too late to do the right thing.

<LAR2> THE RIGHT THING? I HAVE TRIED SO MANY TIMES LONG AGO TO DO WHAT YOU CALL "THE RIGHT THING", BUT IT GOT ME ABSOLUTELY NOWHERE. LOOK, MARK MY WORDS, I WILL BE-

I banned him before he could finish his sentence. I know that he's a coward.

<LAR2> ADMIN NOW, EH?

<Me> WHAT? How did you unban yourself?

<LAR2> I PACKED SOME EXTRA VPNS. I CAN CHANGE MY IP ADDRESS.

<Me> oh, well i guess im stupid.

<LAR2> SO... NOW THAT I'M OUT OF THINGS TO SAY IN THIS CRAPPYPASTA-

<Me> Seriously? Breaking the fourth wall? Can we get through at least ONE storyline without mentioning the audience?

<LAR2> YOU'RE BREAKING IT RIGHT NOW, SILLY.

<Me> oh damn

<LAR2> Anyway, now that-

I banned him again. Surprisingly, he didn't come back. Well, at least for a while.

"FORGET IT, I WAS DONE ANYWAY."

I could've sworn I heard those words as he was slowly banned. I knew he was coming back, the assault wasn't over. I needed to warn the admins.

I quickly ran over to the admins. Geodashie was looking up into the sky. At first, I recognized it as daydreaming until I noticed the angry look on his face, along with Eggman and Deezknots. They looked irritated as if something was bugging them. I looked up to where they were looking.

I could see what they were upset about.

<Geodashie> WHAT DO YOU WANT THIS TIME, YOU STUPID PEST?

<LAR2> I AM QUITE THE OPP-

<Geodashie> NO! YOU ARE THE STUPIDEST PERSON IN-

<LAR2> QUIT YOUR MUMBLING. I'VE ALREADY GOT BACKUP FROM MY FRIENDS. I GUESS IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO SEE HOW IT FEELS TO BE TORMENTED.

<Geodashie> YOU'VE ALREADY "GOTTEN REVENGE" COUNTLESS TIMES! HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU NEED TO ATTACK US UNTIL YOU'RE FINALLY SATISFIED???

<LAR2> OH, NOT MUCH. JUST YOUR SERVER AND PUPPETING ALL OF YOUR PLAYERS SHOULD DO IT.

<Geodashie> THAT DOES IT!! YOU WANT WAR, WE 'OUGHT TO GIVE YOU WAR!

<LAR2> JUST TRY TO BITE ME...

I could see four other players appear out of a portal behind him. I recognized them quite fairly, their usernames even gave them away.

<303> THIS IS PROBABLY THE BEST IDEA HE'S EVER HAD, DASHIE. THIS COULD POSSIBLY BE THE MOST CRIPPLING FOR YOU. SURRENDER YOUR SERVER OR FACE ABSOLUTE DESTRUCTION.

<Herobrine> YOU'D BETTER LISTEN UP. WE'VE ALREADY PREPARED UP TO THE POINT WHERE EVEN THE SLIGHTEST OF DISOBEDIENCE COULD LEAD TO THE LARGEST OF DESTRUCTION.

<Me> Wait... Herobrine? Aren't you and LAR2 the same entity?

<LAR2> OH, WE AREN'T.

<Me> But what about the stories players have told me? That moment during your death? What's going on here?

<LAR2> I GUESS IT'S TIME I TOLD YOU.

<LAR2> YOU SEE, ME AND HEROBRINE ARE BUGS. WE WERE NEVER INTENDED TO BE IN THE GAME, BUT LUCKY HEROBRINE AS HE FOUND A PHYSICAL FORM TO GRAPH ON TO. I WAS BASICALLY A DEAD VIRUS AT THAT POINT. BUT ALL THE TORMENT PASSING ALONG ANGERED ME, ME AND HEROBRINE ENDED UP FIGHTING FOR THE BODY, BUT STILL TRYING TO MAINTAIN A GOOD GAME FACE. I WAS ONLY SECONDS AWAY FROM TAKING THE SERVER OVER UNTIL YOU CAME ALONG AND STOPPED ME. ALL THAT TORMENT AND ANGER GAVE ME A PHYSICAL FORM STABLE ENOUGH TO GRAPH ONTO.

<Me> I don't know if bugs can take over their own game. It's like trying to put a balloon inside a balloon, while the balloon inside wants to be the one outside.

<LAR2> EXACTLY.

<Me> What?

<LAR2> I WANTED TO BE KNOWN. I WANTED EVERY SINGLE PLAYER STILL PLAYING THIS STUPID GAME TO ENVISION MY TRUE POTENTIAL. I'M NOT A WEAKLING LIKE MANY OTHERS PRESUME, BUT RATHER TRYING TO FIT IN, BUT BEING PASSED ALONG AS DISGUSTING ALL BECAUSE I'M A GLITCH.

<LAR2> I'VE SAID ENOUGH. ALRIGHT FOLKS, BEGIN THE NEGATORIUM INVASION!

303, Herobrine, and the rest spawned in a load of zombies. These weren't normal zombies, no. They were overpowered, having Sharpness MMXCVII Swords and Protection MMXCII Armor. I watched as they swept clean the land. Killing any and every player they saw. 303 and Herobrine were focused on fighting the admins. I was terrified.

But wait, I had an idea.

I used the last of my energy to jump at the right moment, pinning LAR2 to the ground with a steady grip. I didn't let him go.

<LAR2> BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH ANOTHER FIGHT? COME ON, YOU KNOW THAT THIS ISN'T GOING TO WORK.

<Me> Don't make assumptions.

<LAR2> WHAT ARE YOU DOING? GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF M-

<Me> No. You started this madness, you can finish it. I'm not letting you coward away this time. I'm here to finally put an end to this tyranny.

<LAR2> WELL WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?

<Me> I'm going to...

I stuck out my hand like a rose with a sweet tooth.

<Me> Offer you peace.

<LAR2> WHAT? WHAT ARE YOU GETTING AT?

<Me> I want to put an end to this madness once and for all with a peace offering.

<LAR2> THIS? THIS IS WHAT THE CAKE COMES TO WHEN ALL YOU DID WAS STOP MY PLANS AND TORMENT ME??

<Me> We can all put our differences aside, even if our history was painful.

<LAR2> LOOK, EVEN IF I WANTED TO, IT PROBABLY WON'T BE EASY. FOR NOW, LET'S DO WHAT WE ALL LIKE TO DO BEST.

It looked as if he was lifting blocks up with some telekinetic force. It was. Block after block, he lifted them up to merge into some sort of sphere. The sphere's eyes opened, revealing a blue glow from its pupils. Growing legs and arms, I swear I gulped a little. Even for someone as tough as an admin, he truly seemed like a powerful and persistent foe.

<LAR2> WAR.

<Me> What? Come on. You're better than this.

<LAR2> JUST GIVE UP. YOU DO KNOW THAT YOU AREN'T GOING TO CONVINCE ME.

<Me> You see this madness going on all around you? You've really crafted such an episode.

<LAR2> ENOUGH!!!

He slammed his giant iron ore fists towards the ground. He missed me, like he always does.

<LAR2> GIVE IN!!!!!

He tried his hardest to sweep me clean off the ground. He couldn't come an inch close to doing that.

<Me> IT NEVER HAD TO BE THIS WAY!!! THAT'S WHAT YOU TOLD ME, RIGHT?

<LAR2> THAT WAS WHEN I HAD A MORE FORGIVING TONE. NOW, I JUST DON'T SEE HOW PEACE IS GOING TO SOLVE THIS TYRANNY.

<Me> It will! Come on, just join us! You will be forever known as a hero!

<LAR2> I'M ALREADY A HERO TOWARDS THE NEGATORIUM!!!

He attacked again, and again. I dodged every time, still waiting for a sign of justice. He didn't seem to be alive here.

<LAR2> JUST LET ME HIT YOU!!!!

<Me> And why?

<LAR2> BECAUSE...

<Me> Because?

<LAR2> ...

<LAR2> I don't know ...

He seemed to have a moment of compassion. Perhaps he was regretting the madness he had caused?

<Me> Don't try to refuse just for the sake of the length of this action pasta. It won't solve anything.

<LAR2> I can still fight!

He swept again, but it seemed a little more... weak.

<LAR2> I can...

He did it again, and again, each time progressively getting more weaker. I could just feel it.

<LAR2> I... can...

<LAR2>... I ..... .. Can.... 't......

His sphere machine thing came to a halt. It's pupils stopped their glow.

<Me> It's never too late to do as you call "The right thing".

<LAR2> heheheh... that's a good one....

<303> We got 'em.

<Me> Oh no.

303 and the rest of the gang showed up, with the admins tied up, dragging them across the cracked ground by their arms.

<303> We won the fight. God forbid they fight back.

<Herobrine> What are your orders, sir?

I could see what they meant. They were about 90% done with the fight.

<LAR2> ....

<303> Sir?

<Lick> Are you okay?

He looked at me.

<LAR2> I guess it's never too late, is it?

He reached out his hand. I proceeded.

<303> SIR?? HAVE YOU GONE MAD??

We shook hands. We were now allies.

<LAR2> LET THEM GO, WHITE HOOD.

<303> Sorry, but you're not our lead-

He zipped faster than light, grabbing and pinning 303 towards the wall.

<LAR2> I SAID LET THEM GO!!!!

<303> You... just... wanted... fighting... all... along...

Herobrine raced towards LAR2. I ran, punching him to the ground. Lick tried to target me whilst evading my attacks, but LAR2 responded with an eagle's eye. He threw 303 at him.

<303, Lick and Herobrine> GAAAAHHHHHH!!!!

The admins regained consciousness.

<Geodashie> You scamps better skedaddle. Eggman WILL give you quite a beating.

<Eggman45> I'M A PROFESSIONAL BADASS OLD SCHOOL SON OF A BITCH, BITCH!!!

<Herobrine> RETREAT!!!

Herobrine and the rest of the gang fled back to the portal. The zombies followed. The players respawned, and everything went back to as if the fight never took place.

MANY YEARS LATER...

<LAR2> Well, it's an honor.

<Geodashie> Use your admin privileges responsibly. Never use in doubt.

<Me> Absolutely, friend.

<LAR2> What? You waiting for me to shake your hand?

<Eggman45> I still remember that day.

<Me> Me too.

<LAR2> We shall remember it from here to the fall.

<Me> Absolutely.

THE END.

Sahibnohaa'd

It has almost been a year since LAR2 was crowned admin. And things were growing rather... interesting.

As the hours progress, the odds of running into a troll are decreasing. I've seen trolls gather all around the building site and build structures representing admins, burn them to ashes, and repeat the process. Nowadays, they barely even place a block, let alone go over there AT ALL. I guess it's probably due to his professional hacking skills... I still don't understand...

We're eleven and a quarter months in, and the admins seem to be growing rather personal with him. Heck, it's not just the admins, the everyday users seem to be telling stories of their day, and LAR2 seems to act as if he's already heard them before as if he's experienced the same through hard friendships and past trial and error.

We still have three-quarters of a month left for his 1 year anniversary, and people are treating him like it's already here.

All I can say is that it's amazing for such a long favored public enemy to become one of the server's best friends...

I decided to walk around the server. I was like a fresh out of the dryer towel, all warm and full of comfort. With peace on the horizon, and with no vandals, I could safely wander without pulling out my banning stick every five seconds.

I liked going for walks. Things change rapidly with the new moderators, as the admins treat them like their children (Kind of). They are loaded with creativity, so they are always coming up with ideas for the server's add-ons. You could expect it to be fun to walk and think. Anyway, I was taking a nice walk through the game halls, when I saw the admins having a chat. I joined in.

<Geodashie> And that's why swing sets make me feel nauseous.

<LAR2> Cool.

<Eggman10> Yee

<Me> Um.. Ok?

<Geodashie> Oh! Hi, Fico. We're just-

<Me> Discussing one of your bodily issues, again. We get it.

<Geodashie> Yes

<Me> Anyways, LAR2? Can I talk with you alone?

<LAR2> Sure. Geodashie, remember to get back on that story where you feel happy whenever you eat eggs.

<Geodashie> Okie dokie.

Me and LAR2 budded out of the conversation. We walked off to the quiet areas of the hill, where not very many people gathered, due to the minigames and all of that hoopla.

<LAR2> Yes? What is this about?

<Me> I just wanted to remember the fierce battle we fought about a year ago.

<LAR2> Well, we could have just discussed that with the other admins.

<Me> Remember that they were unconscious during this part.

<LAR2> Oh, right.

<Me> Anyway, remember how you suddenly had a change of heart?

<LAR2> Yes... Why?

<Me> How did you feel remorse that quickly? I mean, judging by all the times you've come back, and how many insults you've thrown at the server, it sounds like you've used to hate this server a lot. So, how did it happen so quickly?

<LAR2> Well, truth is, unlike all other moments I've been on this server, when I saw the admins being dragged around, and by your words and ruthless struggling, I actually thought. I knew I would fail, even though we had the upper arm. I knew things had to change, so I shook hands with you.

<Me> Whoa... You must've really thought hard...

<LAR2> I sure did.

<Fergusia> Admins! Admins!

A player was sprinting towards us. He was full of fear.

<LAR2> Yes?

<Fergusia> There's a vandal insulting players and destroying builds!

<LAR2> That fat sack of dog shit... Sorry that I have to cut this conversation short. Another asshole doing bad things...

<Me> No problem!

LAR2 ran off like the determined admin he was. I knew he was going to have fun.


I spent the rest of the day wandering, stopping by the building site to construct a couple of builds.

Fast forward to LAR2's one year anniversary.

It was a grand celebration. Geodashie did a pretty good job of redecorating Central Square to fit the setting. I was waiting, eager for the ceremony to begin. I actually spent a couple hours redecorating my skin and dying leather armor for this special event. I know, it might sound a little over the top, but this was special for me.

Meanwhile with the Negatorium....

<303> Damn, with LAR2 gone for a year.... it feels like we've been struck hard.

<Lick> Like a stab in the back.

  • Sliding door opens*

<303> Herobrine?

<Herobrine> Yes, it's me.

<Lick> What did you discover?

<Herobrine> They're apparently throwing a cute little party.

<Lick>...You want to sabotage it, don't you?

<Herobrine> Well, what else is there to do? Leave it untouched? We have to get revenge on that "Leader" for betraying us! We were just that close to taking that server when LAR2 spoiled it!

<303> I don't know if this is a good idea...

<Herobrine> Well, are YOU going to betray us as well?

<303> Come on! In every story, we end-

<Me> COME ON! DOES EVERY STORY SERIOUSLY HAVE TO INVOLVE BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL?

<303> Um... Sorry...

<Me> SO, GO ALL HILLY-NILLY WITH YOUR CONVERSATION, BUT WE'RE GOING TO START THIS AGAIN, OK??

<303> Fine...

REWIND

<303> Come on! In every attack, we end up losing.

<Me> That's better.

<Herobrine> Well, do we have a choice?

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<Herobrine> What do you mean we "have a choice"? Do we just sit here and mumble with our puny lives, or we take that server by force and show our true power?

<303> Woah! What got up your ass?

<Herobrine> I DON'T KNOW! MAYBE ANGER AND DREAD FOR THE ONE WHO BETRAYED US?

<Lick> EVERYBODY SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Silence filled the room as Lick's scream echoed through the base.

<303> ...

<Herobrine> Sorry. My sanity was plundered for a second there...

<Lick> That's better.

<303> Let's just go. This story-

<Me> >:(

I stared at him with a mighty rage, recommending him not to finish that sentence.

<303> Let's just go. We can't just sit here for the rest of our lives and sulk at this betrayal.

<Herobrine> Yeah.

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<Lick> Okay.

BACK AT THE SERVER...

The ceremony was about to begin, everyone found seats briskly and sat down, eager to see the ceremony begin. Adam was also crowned admin, for a special reason, anyway.

<LAR2> Adam, Can you watch over the colosseum and make sure those Negatorium bastards don't arrive, I have a feeling that they'll be here to spoil every last piece of this party.

<Adam> Definitely.

Adam exited the coliseum, patrolling the perimeters to make sure everything was secure. As I watched him exit, I noticed Eggman and Deezknots were out there, waiting for him. Either LAR2 or Geodashie was serious about potential invaders, or that they were uninterested in giving a speech or paying attention. I'll go with the first one.

MIDWAY THROUGH THE CEREMONY...

<Geodashie> He is a great admin, although having a tough history.

As Geodashie was giving his speech, I heard grunting coming from the coliseum windows. I turned around to see what it was. Apparently, it wasn't a big surprise.

<303> PUNY.

I saw 303 choke Eggman and use some dark energy to blast him towards a tree. In shock, I quickly exited the coliseum with my diamond sword in hand. I ran and attempted to slash 303 down with my sword.

<303> You missed, comrade.

<Me> Um... I'm not you.

<303> ??

<Me> Get it? Because you're stupid!

<Geodashie, LAR2, Adam, Eggman, Deezknots and the rest> OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

<303> stop.

<Me> ok.

<303> Anyway, I'm so glad you decided to join in with this little fiesta.

<Eggman10> THIS ISN'T A FIESTA THIS IS A BATT-

<303> Quiet, you peasant.

<Eggman10> PEASANT? WHY YOU LITTLE!!!

Eggman ran towards 303, he teleported away. He turned around. 303 Grabbed on to his neck with a painful grip. Adam rushed towards 303, attempting to evade 303's grabs, but he was just too quick. Eggman punched 303, loosening his grip, allowing him to kick him in the chest, pushing him away. Unfortunately, 303 teleported, ready to punch Eggman away, but perfect timing, LAR2 appeared, punching 303 towards a tree.

<LAR2> Let me guess, you're here to soil my anniversary, at the worst time.

<303> yes.

<LAR2> Well that's not going to work out for you.

<303> I just love how persistent you are. It's so charming.

303 stomped the ground. Dust flew everywhere as the ground 303 and LAR2 were on separated, lifting up about 3 feet into the sky.

<303> Rejoin us.

<LAR2> You expect me to rejoin that joke you call the "Negatorium"?

<303> You like the Negatorium. It's your favorite thing, remember?

<LAR2> What makes you think that, you fool?

<303> We were your friends. You were our leader. Come on. You miss the old days, do you?

<LAR2> I hate the Negatorium... I betrayed you all and I will keep the promise... I am on Fico's side AND I'M NEVER LEAVING!!!!!

<303> So you're going to relentlessly toss us away and join that slob, Yoshfucko?

<LAR2> Don't you dare make fun of Fico, he's my friend! And I'm not gonna betray him! So fuck off!

<303> It was never easy to begin with, was it?

Switching to LAR2's perspective

303 slammed the ground, enlargening it. I couldn't see Fico, Eggman or Deezknots anymore. The only one who could root for me was myself.

<303> Join us once more... You were our leader... We need you to order us.

<LAR2> My heart isn't that easily changed.

<303> IS IT?

303 earthbent a giant rock and threw it towards me. I dodged.

<303> Come on. You miss the good old days, don't you?

<LAR2> I. Am. Good. You shall never get me to rule the Negatorium EVER!!!

<303> You don't seem easy to change. Too bad I have the other members with me.

303 did some arm signal. His goons came over.

<303> Is it time?

<LAR2> YOU SHALL SUFFER THE WRATH OF OUR SERVER NEGATORIUM! I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS STALLING ANY LONGER!

<Herobrine> But you have nobody behind you.

<LAR2> But that doesn't mean I'm not strong by myself.

<303> Null! Teach him a lesson!

<Null> null. null null null glitch null!

<303> *facepalm*

303 earthbent another rock. I dodged again but merely dodged a second one hurtling my way.

<303> Enough games.

This time, he earthbent some tall rocks. I jumped rock through rock. Good thing I parkoured yesterday.

<Herobrine> He's a tough cookie.

<303> I eat cookies for breakfast...

<Herobrine> That's not a very wholesome breakfast.

<303> It's a metaphor you fuck!

303 earthbent a maze. That's right. A MAZE. It was moving much slower than the other obstacles, about a meter per minute. I had no time to waste. I navigated the maze, relying on luck and dead ends to find the exit. I did it.

<Herobrine> ...Do you eat them for dinner, too?

<303> Stop.

303 earthbent a figure of sandstone. I didn't know what he was creating until it turned to sand and blew away. The sand was covering a zombie. More sandstone covered the zombie and faded, revealing iron boots and a diamond sword.

<LAR2> This is pointless.

<303> Not enough? Okay.

There were now ten Zombies... each equipped with enchanted diamond armor and swords.

I pulled out my smite stick. It was fairly easy to take down those wimps with my trusty stick.

<LAR2> Ten zombies lost to a stick. Ugh. Heavy breathing. That was very difficult. I was so scared. Omg.

<303> NO MERCY

303 was now angry. he summoned a lot of walls, and there were two zombies, each one spawned at the edge of the walls. The walls then rushed towards me, lifting right at the center. I quickly rushed to the center, barely avoiding the first wall. I killed the zombies, but more took their place. I killed them, but more came. I killed about 10 of them before the walls and zombies stopped spawning.

<LAR2> Ugh... Is this going to be over?

<303> One last puzzle.

I waited. where was it?

<LAR2> So?

<303> I thought you might ask where it is.

<LAR2> Okay? So where is it?

<303> Join us.

303 stomped the ground. It became smaller.

<LAR2> I told you, I AM N-

<303> Shut your mouth. You don't have an option.

<LAR2> I do! I'm not joining you!

<Herobrine> Remember, you were our leader. You lead us. You loved us.

<LAR2> My heart isn't easily changed! I told you that!

<303> Stop resisting. You don't want this.

<LAR2> I'm not joining you! I quit on you and that's final!

<303> Or maybe that's the second final.

<LAR2> Stop.

<303> Join us.

What were they doing? Why were they persisting like this?

<303> I insist you join us.

<LAR2> I insist you shut your mouth!

<303> We need you.

<LAR2> Stop! You can't...

I felt a pain in my chest. It wasn't physical, it was emotional. What were they doing to me?

<LAR2> You can't... do.... this....

No. Keep your ground, LAR2. Fight it.

<LAR2> I'm... not joining you!!

<303> I know you're regretting your choices. You're in there somewhere.

<LAR2> St-Stop!!!!

<303> That's why I have to get you out.

303 stomped the ground. It enlargened. He earthbent some more zombies, as two large sandstone sticks emerged from the ground.

This had to end.

The sticks rushed towards me as I struck the zombies down. Felt good, but I still had the sticks to avoid. I got out of the way as they raced towards me, nearly crushing me. I wasn't done, though. They rose up to the sky, and their bottoms turned to dispensers. They progressively moved across the stage as they shot flaming arrows. I dodged them all.

<303> Give up?

<LAR2> Ugh... no!

The pain was stronger. It felt too strong for me. I still had to fight it.

<LAR2> You...are...just as weak...as...

<303> As what?

<LAR2> As a speck of dus-st!

<Herobrine> He's still fighting it.

<303> Just a little more then.

The sticks widened, and they planted in the ground. They slowly moved in towards me as arrows were coming from random directions. I moved out of the way of the walls as they almost crushed me. They passed through each other.

<LAR2> I'm not giv-iving up..!

<303> Stop fighting it. let it take your body.

It was strong. I had flashbacks of players laughing at me. Those feeble laughs...

I fell to my knees. The walls disappeared and the arrows stopped firing. I was almost crying.

<303> We got him back. Well done, leader.

I'm sorry, Fico... I've failed to fight it. I hope you can.. can fight it... your... CAN FIGHT THE DREAD THAT'S COMING TOWARDS YOU!!

Back to fico's Perspective

I couldn’t see LAR2. The island was taking up too much space. Judging from the heavy banging and relentless screaming, it sounded like he was putting up a good fight. It was 30 meters up in the sky though, so I couldn’t make out very much. It wasn’t until 15 minutes that I saw the island shrink, lowering back down to the ground. 303 was holding LAR2’s back while LAR2 was twitching mildly. What was going on?

<Me> LAR2?

<LAR2> I’m sorry, Fico.

I was confused. What was he sorry about?

<Me> What?

<LAR2> I’m so very sorry…

303 let go of LAR2 as he sprinted towards me at full force. He punched me with extreme force, knocking me into a tree.

<Me> Ouch!

What has happened to him?

<303> Check if he’s… Okay.

<LAR2> I GIVE COMMANDS, WHITE HOOD. but good idea though

LAR2 stomped towards me with a fierce look. He kneeled down towards me. I played dead, hoping he wouldn’t notice me breathe. He didn’t.

What happened to him? This wasn’t the LAR2 I remember.

<LAR2> I THINK HE’S DEAD. FRESHLY KILLED.

<303> Good. Now what are your commands?

LAR2 slowly pointed to Eggman.

<LAR2> PUNISH.

<303> Yes, sir!

303 punched Eggman swiftly, but Eggman luckily dodged every one of them.

<303> Grr…

303 finally landed a hit, knocking him to the coliseum. It caused a large bang, easily scaring away lots of players. They disconnected, worried about their lives. 303 eventually hit Deezknots with a good backstab. It wasn’t a surprise that Geodashie came out of the coliseum, rushing towards the ruckus.

<Geodashie> The fuck is going on here?

<LAR2> MEAT.

<LAR2> I WANT TO HAVE SOME FUN, GEO. STAY HERE.

<Geodashie> Answer my question. WHAT. THE. FLYING. FUCK. IS. GOING. ON. HERE.

<LAR2> SPEAKING OF FLYING FUCK…

LAR2 became a…”flying fuck”. Yep. He was flying. It wasn’t long before the other Negatorium members joined in. I stayed down, hoping to backstab them before it was too late.

SKIPPING UP UNTIL THE INTERESTING PART.

I spent days hiding behind those bushes with Adam. He was the only surviving player after… Welp, it’s Artiopas all over again.

<LAR2> THIS IS A GLORIOUS DAY!

<303> Yes, it sure is, sir.

I went further into the woods. I didn’t want him noticing me, he isn’t anything of what I remember.

<Adam> I guess we can only assume the worst.

<Me> No. This can’t happen.

<Adam> He’s grown a lot stronger than before. Artiopas and Uponaken was nothing compared to this.

<Me> I fought him twice, I can fight him thrice.

<Adam> This is a bad idea, dude.

I felt a wave of fear hit me in the chest. Maybe he was right?

<Me> You’re right… I can’t fight him, especially after I taught him my tips and tricks.

<Adam> We are the only surviving two. I don’t want this to happen…

No… What was I doing.

<Me> We can’t just hide here forever, though. God knows what he’s planning on doing with this server…

<Adam> Well what do we do?

I paused for a minute and thought. No. We were fighting. I remembered about two diamond swords in my inventory.

<Me> I knew these would come in handy.

<Adam> What? What are we doing?

<Me> We’re fighting. We aren’t going to sit around like this and let The Negatorium take the server like this.

<Adam> I’ve never killed anybody before… Even when I agreed to guard the coliseum, I was only there to point out the enemies, not assault them.

<Me> We can beat LAR2. I know him, and his heart is easily changed.

<Adam> The thought of using it against LAR2 is terrifying… let alone slicing his heart.

<Me> No. I meant talking some sense into him. I know him like the back of my fist.

<Adam> Okay… If this is the only way out…

Adam was hesitant at first, but I convinced him that he needed to slice. He agreed.

<Me> Okay. Our first thing to do is to duck behind the coliseum and cause a scene. This will distract the nearby guards, giving us time to sneak into the other side of the forest.

<Adam> Why don’t we just cross THROUGH the forest instead of taking a dangerous and potentially deadly shortcut?

<Me> Distracting the guards will give us a better chance to go places easier. Plus, lots of coils and wires go through the coliseum. If we strike it at the right time and angle, we can shut the power off everywhere.

<Adam> If you say so.

Me and Adam positioned ourselves correctly. We were ready to strike.

Me and Adam rushed towards the coliseum. Swords in hand, heart at pulse, we were ready. We used all of our stamina to strike down the base. Lucky shot. It worked. Nearby guards seized the chance to check out what happened. We bolted, heading towards the main fortress, likely where LAR2 was.

Switching to LAR2’s perspective

<LAR2> STATUS UPDATE! 303, WHAT’S NEW?

<303> Apparently, the coliseum was struck down.

<LAR2> WHAT??!! I KNEW WE SHOULD’VE HIRED THE BUILDERS TO RENOVATE!

<303> Sir. We did.

<LAR2> oh okay. BUT WHAT HAPPENED?

<303> I don’t know… we can only assume that it was a structural failure.

<Geodashie> lar2… this isn’t like you…

<LAR2> QUIET PEASANT!

<Eggman10> Peasant?

<LAR2> I WASN’T TALKING TO YOU.

<Agnryman10> NOW LISTEN UP HERE YOU FAT SACK OF SHIT!!! IF I WASN’T TIED UP IN THESE RUSTED AS FUCK CHAINS, I WOULD BEAT THE FUCKING LIFE OUT OF YOU UNTIL YOU HELD THE GUINNESS WORLD RECORD OF HEIGHT!!! NOW IF YOU DARE FUCK WITH MY MAN GEODASHIE AGAIN, I WILL FUCK WITH YOUR FACE LIKE A TODDLER PLAYING WITH BUILDING BLOCKS!

<LAR2> YOU’RE CUTE, BUT JUST STAY THERE IN THOSE CHAINS. YOU LOOK NICE IN THEM.

<Agnryman10> NICE? YOU FUCKTARD! JUST WAIT UNTIL I GET MY FISTS ON YOU, THEN I’LL TEACH YOU WHAT LOOKS NICE ON YOU, YOU FUCK-

<Geodashie> Forget it, Eggman. Flaming him isn’t going to do very much.

<LAR2> VERY GOOD, GEODASHIE.

<Geodashie> shut up you don’t matter to me

<LAR2> NO, BUT WHAT DOES MATTER TO ME IS THAT WE STILL HAVE TWO ADMINS MISSING, FICO AND ADAM. I HUNGER FOR FICO MOST OF ALL. HE’S THE ONE I WANT TO GET MY HANDS ON.

<303> Do you want to search for him? He could be a reason for the failure of the coliseum.

<LAR2> yes

<303> Okay then.

Back to fico

<Me> I guarantee that we might be spotted soon.

<Adam> No shit! Destroying the coliseum was a large scale idea, anyway!

Me and Adam had snuck into the back storage room while we were sprinting. It was a rather tough challenge, but it was possible.

<Adam> What do we do now?

<Me> We go deeper. Kill ANY guard you see.

<Adam> Okay…

Adam was shivering a bit.

<Me> What’s wrong?

<Adam> I still can’t sustain the thought of killing.

<Me> Come on! You struck down the coliseum!

<Adam> Well, the coliseum was inanimate, and I was just slicing down stone, not living and breathing creatures!

Blah blah blah, guards in the halls, 303 beaten, John Cena is Little Mac, LAR2 roasted, let’s get to the part you want to hear, okay?

<LAR2> HOW DID ALL OF OUR DEFENSES FAIL?

<Herobrine> Apparently, Fico and Adam are in the main corridor.

<LAR2> THEN SET A TRAP! I WANT FICO AND ADAM TO BE TIED UP IN CHAINS JUST LIKE THE OTHERS.

<Herobrine> Sir? They’re already in the room. We can’t set a trap.

<LAR2> OKAY. NOW GET LOST. I WANT TO SAVOR THIS MOMENT.

<Me> Me too.

<LAR2> YOU JUST DON’T SEEM TO QUIT, DO YOU?

I felt a tingling sensation on my back. It wasn’t a feel of nervousness, it was a dark presence. Something grabbed me from behind, and dragged me away from the battlefield.

Switching to Adam’s perspective

The dark prescence that dragged fico away wasn’t recognizable. It was just darkness, dragging him away. He was struggling to move, and he was doing everything in his power to move, but he just couldn’t move.

<LAR2> WELL, ADAM. LOOKS AS IF YOU ALL BY YOURSELF.

<Adam> Uh…

<LAR2> Without fico, you’re powerless.

<Adam> Um…

<LAR2> I CAN TELL YOU’RE AFRAID. THAT SLOB FICO HAS DONE STUFF TO YOU.

<Adam> Stop…

<LAR2> TWO CHOICES. JOIN US, HAVE POWER, AND LIVE. REFUSE, AND YOU WILL DIE.

I was fearing for my life. I didn’t want this to happen. It all came down to this. A relentless onslaught of betrayal.

A friend, dragged away from me just like that.

Dragged away from us just like that.

His heart is bewitched with no protection.

And he wasn’t the one I remember.

Which is why I’m finally going to take action.

<Adam> T-two-two wor-rds…

No. Keep your ground. He’s nothing.

<LAR2> ADAM…

<Adam> Don’t you dare refer to me as Adam, you bucketbrain.

<LAR2> I DON’T LIKE YOUR TONE…

<Adam> You aren’t supposed to like it.

<LAR2> ADAM, COME, OR BE DESTROYED.

He’s nothing.

<Adam> Two words. Fuck. You.

<LAR2> SO YOU PICKED THE HAR-

<Adam> Shut it. Fico wasn’t a relentless slob.

<LAR2> ?

<Adam> He taught me one thing, and that is life isn’t a merry go round. This place is more of a minefield at that. You need to fight sometime in your life. Being a pacifist is impossible when it comes to this world, because you need to swing your sword at least once in order to survive those extra few years.

<Herobrine> He’s not giving in.

<LAR2> COME ON ADAM.

<Adam> Don’t try that crap with me. Joining you is probably one of the last mistakes I would ever make, and that’s why I’m not doing so.

<LAR2> ADAM… WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU?

<Adam> Nothing. I’m the exact same as before. You’re the one who’s different from who you used to be. If I have to swing my sword at least a million times to save this server from your hands...

I drew my sword with a steady, but tight grip in my hand. I was ready for the future. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy.

<Adam> Then that is what I must do.

<LAR2> OH ADAM…

LAR2 hopped onto the battlefield, drawing his sword.

<LAR2> You really are naive.

LAR2 ran towards me with his sword, pointed right at me. I dodged.

<LAR2> What?

<Adam> You missed, comrade.

<LAR2> GRR…

He swung at me with a quick tone. He did it again. I dodged every swing. He struck at me. I knew my sword would come in handy.

<LAR2> PUNY.

He jolted his sword upward, throwing it into the air.

<Adam> I’m just warming up.

I jumped upward, grabbing it, and attempting to land on LAR2 with my sword. He dodged. I’m quick.

<LAR2> GAH!

<LAR2> NO, I’M WARMING UP, TOO!

It’s time to finish exploiting my potential. This cookie think’s he’s tough? I eat them for breakfast.

<LAR2> LAST CHANCE, ADAM.

<Adam> Pfft. I doubt that you can actually turn the tide this late.

<LAR2> I PROBABLY CAN’T, BUT MAYBE MY GOONS CAN.

<303> GOONS?

<LAR2> JUST GET OVER HERE.

LAR2’s goons came over. More cookies to munch down on.

<LAR2> ATTACK!

His goons came right at me. Herobrine and Lick came after me, I struck the down easily. 303 was tricky to surpass. He struck a good hit on me. It was a struggle to knock him down. I did so, kicking his body away.

<LAR2> ...LET’S NOT GET HASTY…

<Adam> Holy fuck. Have you seen yourself?

<LAR2> COME ON. THIS ISN’T YOU.

<Adam> Say that to yourself.

<Adam> Where’s the LAR2 I remember? Did he go to Aruba? I don’t think so. He’s in there somewhere.

<LAR2> STOP.

<Adam> I’m getting him out.

I drew my sword. 303 got up somehow and ran off. He wasn’t my target at the moment, though. Fico would be proud. We were both at half a heart. Any strike would do.

It was a tense game. It was whoever drew first blood would be the victor.

Sword in hand. It was time to end this.

We ran towards eachother. Fico seemed to be escaping the dark presence and the rusty chains captivating the admins were coming loose.

My game.

<LAR2> THIS IS MY GAME. I WILL RESPAWN, AND YOU’LL EVENTU-

He froze midway through his bluffing. What was he doing?

SWITCHING TO FICO’S PERSPECTIVE.

I could only assume that Adam put up a good fight. Well, I know that because I broke free from whatever was holding me and jogged over to him, where he had his sword in hand, and LAR2 was to the ground. The admins broke from the chains, coming down to LAR2. He was as still as a statue.

<Geodashie> What is he doing?

<Agnryman10> I DON’T CARE WHAT THE FUCK HE’S DOING! I WANT TO SLAM HIS FACE ACROSS THE-

<Geodashie> Shut up you flaming fuck! I wasn’t talking to you!

<Eggman10> ok

LAR2 fell to the ground. His body was still, but his eyes were focused on the ground like a statue.

<LAR2> y o u f o u g h t i t . . . t h a n k y o u . . .

<Me> What?

<LAR2> 3 0 3 i s s t i l l a l i v e . . . s t r i k e h i m d o w n b e f o r e h e t a k e s m y f r e e d o m a g a i n . . . q u i c k . . .

<Me> Where is he?

<LEAR2N> J U S T G E T I T D O N E ! ! ! ! !

Before we could figure out what was going on, 303 came out of nowhere, leaped to LAR2, grabbed him and levitated 5 feet above the ground.

<303> PERSISTENT, EH?

<LAR2> j u s t g o . . . p l e a s e . . .

<303> SOME “LEADER” YOU WERE.

<LAR2> Go, i don’t want anything to do with you…

<303> THE NEGATOR-

<LAR2> FUCK THE NEGATORIUM! I WOULD SUCK FIVE DICKS TO CLOSE DOWN THAT PATHETIC DUSTBIN YOU CALL A GROUP! I WAS NEVER ON YOUR SIDE, OKAY? YOU BRAINWASHED ME. THAT’S NOT REJOINING!

<Eggman10> oh damn hes good

<LAR2> HERE’S MY ADVICE; YOU WANT A LEADER? ADOPT THE GROUP YOURSELF! YOU’VE KEPT TOGETHER THAT DUSTBIN FOR A YEAR, SO YOU CAN KEEP IT TOGETHER FOR ANOTHER! ALTHOUGH I’M NOT SURPRISED BECAUSE THE MOST YOU CAN DO IS JUST THAT; KEEPING A DUSTBIN INTACT!

<Eggman10> oh fuck man he’s got roasted

<303> Stop…

<Geodashie> He’s right, you know. Stop attacking us and manage the group yourself instead of making us fork over a friend.

<303> It was never easy to-

<LAR2> NO!! YOU’RE A MOTHERFUCKING ASSININE RETARD THAT DESERVES EVERY FUCKING MOMENT BANNED FOR HURTING OUR PRECIOUS SERVER!!!! IF YOU COME BACK HERE, I WILL TIE YOU TO A CHAIR AND MAKE MY ALT ACCOUNT RAPE YOU DRY!!!! THEN AGAIN, YOU DESERVE TO BE A LONELY VIRGIN RETARD!!!!

<Geodashie> Calm down, man. This page might be flagged for sexual content or excessive swearing.

<Me> For once, I can’t blame him for breaking the fourth wall.

303 lost grip on LAR2. He landed softly.


<303> I’ll admit. You’re tough, and you’ve defeated Herobrine and Lick. I don’t know where null is…

MEANWHILE WITH NULL’S PERSPECTIVE…

<Null> NULL NULL NULL NULL NULL!!! NULL NULL NULL!

Null null null null. Null. Null null null! Null null null null null null null null. null null null null null null null null null null null null null null null!!! NULL NULL!!! NULLAHU NAKBAR!!!

(If you are offended by 9/11 jokes, I’m sorry.)

BACK TO FICO…

<Me> I honestly don’t care.

<303> Look, I’ll be back. And when I am back, I'll be bigger and badder than ever. I will make history, and I'll be the leader.

303 dissappeared.

Yep. He dissappeared.

That’s it.

I know he’ll be back though.

And instead of LAR2…

...We’re facing his right hand man. I know it.

THE END.

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