I never thought that war could break out within a couple of hours. Not even the mycelium war started this quickly. But here I was standing in an empty field. My friends preparing for war and this time it wasn't just for fun this wouldn't end in a bunch of minigames. This would end with one side winning or both of them being eliminated. I couldn't help but wish my brother was here. Ex was always more decisive in these kinds of things. But now that I had figured out that this world was just made up. Words that had been written down. I don't even know what was real and what was fake. Heck if anything even waws real! What lead to this? Who was at fault? Couldn't the story have just ended with a happy ending? No of course it couldn't.  I was almost scared to go to bed. Afraid of seeing the people that caused the peace of Hermitcraft to vanish. But of course, all of the all-nighters just had to catch up today and I fell into the dream world.

I woke up in an indescribable place. It wasn't the black room Doc had described. Nor was it the forest from Grian's vision. The setting changed every second. Going from space to underwater to a graveyard. It was confusing but I saw something. I tried walking to it but the thing I saw didn't appear to come any closer so I just stopped. I could make out voices. The voices seemed to be talking to me? But this couldn't be the narrator nor could it be the author. "Hello, Xisumavoid. We are the readers." I turned around but saw no one. "We know about the things that are happening. We can decide how this story turns out. We have the power in this story." "If that's really true then why don't you just let me and my friends be at peace!" I yelled. The voices stayed quiet. My dream changed, I saw a battlefield, my friends on the ground. Why aren't they respawning?  I thought. That's when I heard the voices again, "There is no good, there is no evil. We decide who wins. We decide how the end will turn out. It's all in our hands. The author might be writing but this book, this piece of literature's end. Will be decided by us."

I woke up sweating. It was still dark out but I could hear the sounds of weapons. They wouldn't have started fighting already right? It's only been a few hours since the declaration of war. There's no way. I walked out of my base. There was no one, the fighting sounds stopped. Maybe I'm hallucinating I turned back to my base and walked in. I refused to go back to bed. Who knows what I might dream of next. I was still shaken up by the image of the battlefield. That wouldn't happen, right? I got myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. I sat on my couch and wondered how this would end. Will all my friends meet an end? I sighed knowing that I can't do anything to reobtain the peace we once had.

This would only end if one would end up victorious. All of this started because of some dumb stupid too powerful beings deciding that they just had to mess around with his story. I thought back to what the readers said, 'We decide how the end will turn out' just another powerful being deciding they didn't want to be left out of the action. I grabbed my Elytra and flew to Ex's grave. I planted a poppy I had found yesterday. Poppys were Ex's favorite flowers. I don't know why they just always had been. I imagined what he would do if he were here. Probably curse under his breath and try finding these beings to eliminate them. 

I decided to spy on Grian's team. I saw Mumbo setting up traps at their newly built base, False was sharpening her sword. Scar pet Jellie, if anyone didn't want this war to happen except for me, it would probably be Scar. But just as he knew just as good as me that this was unpreventable. The war would take place. I silently snuck away to check how Doc was doing, of course, he was setting up Redstone. I didn't see any of his teammates probably out gathering materials. Suddenly Doc spoke, "I know you're there, X, you can come out of the bush."  I slowly got up and walked towards him, "To what do I owe the pleasure?" the man in front of me said, "came here to join our cause? or did you join that stupid author team and were sent here to spy on us?" I shook my head, "Neither of the two, I just went to check up on how either of you were doing. I don't want this war to happen." Doc grumbled, "Well it's too late for that. You can leave now." He turned back to what he was doing and I flew away.

Never in my life had I seen Doc this grumpy. He was usually very chill, but this wasn't Doc. This was a war-seeking man. Possessed by his goal. I sighed in defeat, if the readers were telling the truth only they could decide how this unfortunate story was going to end. I had never felt this much out of control for a while. All I could do at this point was see how it turned out. I for sure didn't want this to end with the extinction of my server, The server I ad worked so hard on, the memories I had made on the way. All of it was going to be destroyed, in one war. I had thought this would never end. We would all just be one happy family. Meeting new people, going through difficult times, but always coming out on top. It was obvious none of that would happen now.