Monday, November 7, 2016

A World Called Minecraftia - Prolouge



Before, it was just a game, until that stormy day. He is playing that game when lightning entered his house through the window.

His house lit on fire under the heavy rain.

Only he is home by that time the accident happened.

The authorities came and handled the situation.

Everything is burnt to ashes and there won’t be anyone that would be able to survive being trapped in that degree of flames.

Yet…

Dead or alive, he was never found again.

His traces mysteriously vanished and no one knows whatever happened to him.

***

In the middle of a grassland somewhere in a place no one knew, a 15-year-old boy laid down unconscious.

His eyes trembled and opened slowly as he felt a stinging sensation lingering on his body. It felt like he had been electrified for some reason.

Feeling the cold breeze that he never felt before, he slowly raised his body and sat down. He massaged his temples trying to relieve the lingering head ache as he raised his head to look at his surroundings.

To his surprise, he is in the middle of nowhere, all he could see is the wide patch of grass that continued till the end of his sight.

The sun is in the middle of the sky yet, it is not that hot and the cold breeze continued to blow.

To his right, he can see a thick forest with different kinds of trees quite in a distance. To his left, he can see several mountains on the horizon.

Seeing this, the question finally came to his mind.

“Where the hell am I?!”

There is no sign of his house nor the city he came from.

How did he get here? What happened?

He tried to recollect his thoughts and what he remembered before waking up.

He was playing a game on his pc when the window burst into pieces, and he felt a stinging sensation. 

Then everything went blank.

He tried to think further but no answer would come to his mind.

That is when he realized, the clothes he is wearing in different from the ones before he passed out. 

The surprising thing is that these clothes seemed familiar.

That is when he remembered. Why won’t it be familiar? He is the one who designed this clothes. He designed this clothes for his avatar.

The clothes of his character from the game he was playing.


The game called Minecraft.