Imagine this;

You find yourself outside Phoenix Drop. You see Vylad leading Aphmau in your direction, so you quickly hide. Once Vylad disappears from Aphmau's sight, you walk up to her, and make sure Aaron doesn't get a sliver of a chance with her.

You: Aphmau!

Aph: How do you know my name?

You: I'm from a world far from here. I've seen your future. It is filled with both light and darkness, love and loss. However, some of that loss can be prevented. All you have to do, is avoid this man.

You give Aphmau a picture of Aaron. She looks at it, and you can see the dreamy look on her face. It's making you feel sick your stomach... Or are you just sick in the head? (Anyone see what I did there? No? Okay.) NAH! I'm perfectly sane!

Aph: So, I'll meet this man, but I can trust him?

You: You can trust him, but don't let him get ahold of your heart. It will cause much suffering to many of the people around you.

Aph: How?

You: That's for me to know, and for you to find out. You'll piece it together once you meet them.

Aph: Meet who?

You: You'll see. Now, goodbye, Aphmau.

You walk off, disappearing into the woods. Soon, you run into a very mysterious man. You know him as, Vylad.

You: Hey, Vylad.

Vylad: How do you know my name?

You: I'm from the future.

Vylad: Okay, then who is Aphmau?

You: Aphmau is Lady Irene. A witch named Hyria, who was her closest friend, gave you a staff and instructed you to put it somewhere that needed help. You chose Phoenix Drop, where your brother, Garroth Ro'Meave is head guard.

Vylad: How do I know Hyria didn't just tell you? Heck, how do I know you aren't Hyria?!

You: Hyria wouldn't know this; Aphmau eventually need a man named Aaron, who is a descendant of Shad, a.k.a the shadow lord. She ends up having a kid with him, causing Laurance to retreat into the nether due to his shadow knight side taking over.

Vylad: Who's Laurance?

You: You'll meet him in the nether when he gets trapped there. Now, I must be going.

With that, you're gone. You return to Pnoenix Drop about seventeen Minecraft years later, to find that Aphmau isn't with Aaron, but he is hanging around with her. This makes your blood boil. You decide to trick him. You'll make him think you're his friend, then kill him. It was fool proof!

Three Minecraft weeks later, Aaron sees you as his closest friend. It makes you wanna puke to have to be nice to him, but you think of your reward. How amazing will it be to feel his blood wash over your hands, for the colour o drain from his skin, and for his corpse to rot. Those thoughts make a demonic smile creep across your face.

Aaron: Angle, are you alright?

You: I'm fine. Just a little excited.

Aaron: About what?

You: Close your eyes, and I'll show you.

Aaron: Okay.

He closes his eyes, and you pull out a bow, and a quiver of poison dipped arrows from inside a nearby fallen tree.You throw the quiver over your shoulder, grab the bow, and climb up the nearest tree. You throw Aaron down a note.

You: Open 'em.

He opens his eyes and reads the note aloud.

Aaron: Let's play a game. You run and hide in the woods, and I try to find you before sunset. If I find you before then, I win. Whoever louses, dies?!

He takes off running towards the alliance capital village thingy. Jumping from tree to tree, you follow him. Aaron is completely unaware of your presence.

He has about another quarter mile to go to get to back, when he trips over a large rock and falls, twisting his ankle. You jump down from the tree you were in, and stand about ten feet away from Aaron. You ready your bow, and take aim.

You: It's time to die, Aaron.

You let the arrow fly, it hits him straight through the heart. You walk over to find blood spilling from the wound like a waterfall. You pull a few small bottles from your pocket, and fill them with the blood. You plan on making popsicles with it.

Once you were sure Aaron was dead, you threw his corpse into the first lake you saw. You then return to your world, and tell your best friend what you'd done. They didn't believe you at all.

Friend: Minecraft Diaries is just some stupid YouTube series. You can't murder the characters, or make popsicles out of their imaginary blood. I'm really starting to think you need a doctor.

You: I don't, trust me.

As the conversation continues, you grab one of your Aaron blood Popsicles out of the freezer. You have to admit, it taste pretty good! You eat them all one after the other. Now, how do you explain the blood stains on your shirt?

Kinda short, but I couldn't think of anything else. I know making Popsicles out of blood probably wouldn't result in a very tasty snack, but this is fanfiction! Logic doesn't apply! Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Until next time, bye guys!