Phil was flying through the sky of his private world. He had built it so precisely and so carefully, so thoughtfully. He had even figured out how to broadcast it to others. Due to the technology in Minecraft not being the exact greatest, it came out in pixels for others.

But he didnt care. He was making people happy, and that's what counted.

Once Phil had done an extra patrol of his world, he spread his wings wide. Morphing his hands to give himself long and sharp talons, he picked up a burst of speed. He fled straight into nothingness, grabbing and ripping open the air.

He flew straight through his time rip, into a purple in-between world. Here, he could watch others without them knowing. It sounds more stalkerish than it really is, but it was his job. To make sure everyone is okay.

Alright, it might not be his real job, but it was something he was appreciated for.

He made mental notes of five of the worlds. In one, a boy was trying to rip open their portal, just as Phil had done. In another, one had made his home in the Nether, and even got the mobs to fear him. The next had a hacker, he had an item that you shouldnt be able to make or obtain in Minecraft. In the fourth, another glitch was flirting with a normal player. In the final, a person was resetting their world every twenty minutes, or anywhere in between.

Phil decided to visit the boy first, swooping down on top of his world and tearing through it. He entered silently, the only thing announcing his arrival being "Ph1lza has joined the game."

The boy jumped visibly, whipping his head from side to side, the look of absolute fright on his face. He retracted his arms, frantically searching for somewhere to hide. Once his eyes laid on Phil, he screamed. Phil flew straight over him as he ran, landing infront of him.

Phil studied the boy's features; blonde hair, a red-and-white shirt, and ice blue eyes. Those were his distinctive features. That, and his accent.

"Who the fuck are you?" He hissed, trying to cover up his fear and appear stronger. Philza rolled his eyes without realizing, and gave himself a quick introduction.

"Philza Minecraft, I'm a Glitch. I noticed you were trying to make your own portal- I think, dont expect anything too big, you dont seem like a glitch." Phil hated feeling like he was putting people down, but he couldnt let the kid disappoint himself.

"No! But I am! I swear!" The boy's eyes widened. "Look!" He held out his arms, looking as if he was trying to concentrate. Phil was about to say something, but the boy's arms began to grow fur an claws, the color that of a brown bear.

"I just cant figure out the portal," He whined. Phil peered at the boy's arms, curiously turning them over. He focused his energy and summoning his eagle-like claws. Sharp, golden talons sprouted from his fingertips, thick scales rolling to replace his skin up to his elbow. The boy watched in awe, and Phil was surprised he hadnt run off.

"You're doing it wrong," Phil said after a few long moments. He took a step back, releasing the boy, and tore his talons through the air in a swift motion, as if throwing a baseball. His talons ripping through the force, opening a portal in mid-air.

He watched as the void opened up, trillions upon trillions of lime green code flickering by in flashes, each line representing a different world and its progress. Phil could easily read it, but the boy couldnt.

"Woah." The boy said. "How the fuck did you do that?"

"Right." Phil snapped his talons, grabbing the portal and mashing it in his hands until it was gone. "So the first thing you want to do is get your form right. Make sure your shift is fully out, and then do a motion, like throwing a ball."

The boy did as he was told, weakly throwing his arm forwards and slicing open air.

"No, no, you're not putting in enough strength. Remember, this also relies on your soul and power." Phil said, gently moving and positioning the boy. "Now, throw your arm forwards as much as you can."

The boy did so, using so much force that he nearly knocked himself over. But, he did manage to rip three small claw marks into the air, revealing the void and very fabric of every system. The boy looked at Phil with a sparkle in his wide eyes, and Phil tipped his head to the portal and smiled.

The boy slid his claws into the marks, ripping them outwards and making them bigger. There was a fully accessible portal infront of him now.

He started towards it to walk through, but Phil grabbed his shirt before he could.

"What the- Hey!" The boy protested.

"You still have a lot to learn." The older said calmly. "What's your name, boy?"

"Tommy." The boy locked eyes with Phil. "TommyInnit."

"Phil," He smiled, "Philza Minecraft."

no I didnt forget abt this I still love this ideaaaa