In an effort to keep moral high Iskall preposed having a party, which everyone agreed to doing. Everyone had to bring something in order to have the full experience.

"Perhaps we could convince the traitors to join us," stated Ren, "if the traitors even exist that is."

"Yeah we can hope right?" Agreed Jen.

"This has to be a good idea!" Grian exclaimed.

Of course fate had other plans.

"Everyone time to announce the first motive!" Herobrine began.

"No! We're not going to do as you wish!" Yelled Iskall.

"That's what they always say... what chapter will you bite the dust in I wonder?" Herobrine questioned, "well anyway one of you already have a weapon so yeah! Peace out!"

Herobrine then dissappeared in a ball of flames.

"No one is actually planning on killing right?" Mumbo stuttered, "I got to go!"

Mumbo then ran off.

"I'll go check on him!" Grian yelled following Mumbo.

"I'm not going to die! I'm not going to die! I'm not going to die!" Mumbo was shouting at himself repeating words in fear.

"No one's going to kill you!" Grian shouted.

"How can you be so sure!?" Mumbo shouted back.

"The moment we doubt that it's all over! Okay! So let's stay calm," Grian attempted to reassure Mumbo.

"Right... the weapon might just be a fluke anyways so..." Mumbo calmed down, "time to start setting up the spoons!"

"See there's nothing to worry about!" Stated Grian.

After making sure Mumbo was alright Grian headed to his room and fell into a long dream.

"Who are you, in more complex terms, who is the real you?" The voices asked..

"I'm Grian the Ultimate Architect right!" Grian yelled in his head.

"See you soon Grian," the voice sighed looking down at Grian for turning away from rhe truth.

Then Grian woke up from the dream.

"That was weird! Well time for the party!" Grian said with excitement.