Another perspective

I just had this idea and wanted to do it

It's probably going to be really short.


They came without warning. 

They came with their ideas and knowledge and storylines. 

They came with their tools and weapons and magic. 

They came with their conversations and alliances and wars. 

They came.

And they destroyed. 

They destroyed the ground, tearing apart deserts and mesas and plains for resources. They dug under, mining out all the precious resources the caves had to offer. They travelled to the different dimensions, slaying the dragon, stealing wings that didn't belong to them, summoning creatures of death to make beacons, just so they could destroy more, creating huge pits and decimating forests.

And then they built. 

Built enormous structures and machines, farms and storage systems, making use of everything  they stole from the world. Built an economy, shops, from treasures burgled from the ground. Built bases and mini games, war hideouts, politics, pranks. If they could think of it, they created it. Even replacing the original terrain with their own trees and dirt.

They came, and destroyed, and built, and destroyed more to continue building, made conflict, made a shopping district, replaced the natural mycelium of the mushroom islands with grass. And then, as soon as they'd come, they slowly left, bored of the world and running out of ways to ruin it. Their stories coming to an end and bases reaching completion. 

They left the world in peace, inviting others to come and enjoy what they'd done, be in awe of what they'd created and how much they'd ruined the world. And while these others came, they found another world, and did the same thing. Again, and again. Even breaking gravity, angering the moon itself and tearing the world into pieces. 

It's always what they do, bringing in more and more to join in their destruction, ruining whatever they see and replacing it with their own creations. Making wars and blowing up other worlds, more and more, everyone part of the destruction and chaos. Creativity trumping nature again. Mining and crafting. Naming their servers of destruction as though they aren't all the same. Hermitcraft. Dream SMP. Third life. Last life. Empires. Minecrack. Many, many more. 

Until the world decided to fight back.


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