I walk through the town, killing soldiers as I make my way toward the location of the Ender Crystals. The Nether shall rise. The overworld will fall, like it hasn't already. The overworld is finished. So many lives are already put in their graves. So much blood has already spilled. The overworld doesn't stand a chance. 

I see the stronghold, of where they stored the Ender Crystals. Really? They could've tried to make it a little less ovbious. It stands out like a black sheep in the snow. It was, however, heavily guarded. Humans pointed their guns at me. Gollum's glared at me. 

"I do not wish to kill you. Just stand down and get out of my way, then I won't kill you." I say.

A Gollum charged. Okay, then. Let the fight begin. I draw my spear. I stabbed the Gollum in the chest and moved my blade upward. I cut him in half, basically. I did the same thing to the other Gollum. They try to shoot me. I spin my staff around. The bullets bounce off. They soon ran out.

"My turn." I say.

I threw my spear. It impaled a man's head. I teleport and I take it out. I stab another human. More charged. Guys, guys, just get out of my way. The ground will soon be stained with more blood.