--Prolouge--

Magic, that's my name.

A name given to me when I was spawned.

It's said that when you first spawn, your surroundings are the inspiration to your skin, your name, and your personality.

In my case, it definitely was.

I had spawned near a witch's house in the swamp biome under a tree.

Sadly, my personality is very much like that.

The shade under the tree is why I'm lonely and abandoned, the biome was dark and dreary like my hooded and dark clothes, and the witch represents why I work well with potions and have magic, like my name.

The spawning system is just so creative, isn't it?

I carry on with my life exploring my newfound 'special' magic powers.

They made life a lot easier to be honest.

I could suffocate and kill enemies or mobs from a safe distance. I could destroy block 2x faster than others.

It was an easy life.

Until it came to friends.

I walk around a lot by myself. I have conversations with myself. I eat and work by myself. I do everything by myself. But it gets boring when you don't have someone to at least talk to, much less understand you.

Even mobs have friends.

Have you noticed that mobs move and work in groups?

But there's always the army's I can join.

The Sky army.

Too happy.

The Dead army.

Too boring.

The Star army. (jason, I think...)

Too high.

Nothing seems to fit me so I stay as a loner with powers and problems.

If you can't tell, I'm also a bit loony in the head.

But if you're alone all the time, what do you expect? I'm a pretty little pony?

Nope.

Living by yourself is hard work.

But this all changes when I meet the young boy just like me.