Prolouge
Once upon a time, in a distant realm, there were three different types of people.
The Mortals. Said to be the most innovative out of the three, these people came up with wondrous inventions, sleek combat skills, and builds that pushed the limits of creativity. They were the backbone to this realm's society, as they worked their jobs, taught the young, and came up with shelter to live in. This realm wouldn't be the same without them, hence the fact that they are the ones that found the very first piles of Redstone Dust, and not to mention, the very first mounds of Diamonds.
The Gems. Wonderful people that are completely made of a certain type of gem. They get some of their energy through sunlight, and stow it away so that their bodies can function at night. These people are immortal, and will never pass, unless too much of their body is lost. Due to their strength and durability, they patrol the borders of this realm from dawn till dusk, making sure that no outside threats are near. They are like the skin of the realm, protecting and serving the people in many different ways.
The Admins. Omnipotents that are almost like they came from another world. The heart of the realm, they made sure that everything was in line and beating in rhythm. Three of them rule this realm, each one being half-human, half-gem, so that there is a balance within this society. The three divine Admins that rule over this realm are:
Phosphophyllite. A hardness of only 3, or 3 1/2 is how they earned their nickname: Miss 3 1/2. The weakest gem counterpart and the youngest out of all of the Admins, Phosphophyllite always tries their best to make the town a better, happier place, whether it is shouting out positive comments to random citizens, or just helping out with a build. They absolutely adore the creativity that people put into their builds, and loves to casually stroll around town.
Hydroxylherderite. A hardness of 5. They're the "middle sibling" of the Admins, both hardness-wise and age-wise. Hydroxylherderite, or their nickname "Hydroxy", is a bit more calm and collected, compared to Phosphophyllite, and acts more mature. They're wise and kind, and always willing to lend a helping hand when it is needed. When it's a tough decision to make, count on Hydroxylherderite to use reasoning over opinion, and to come out with the most logical answer.
And the last Admin? Well, no one has uttered their name for years. It has sadly been forgotten over the centuries of advancements and buildings that this realm has made. Their name has been lost among the pages of legends and myths that have taken place within this realm, and burned in the ashes of the fire of history. No one knows of their name anymore, or their whereabouts. The third admin was said to have left long ago, to take a journey to find something more, and so have the other two. After a while, the realm lost popularity, and decided to close off it's connection to the other worlds; to pull the cable connecting it to other wondrous worlds. To close it's dusty storybook of history and not allow anyone else into their chapters.
But, as they say, when one story ends, another begins...
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