LORE: BEHIND THE GATES
After a few days of playing games, making progress, and putting it off for reasons he couldn't explain at the time, he decided to finally do it.
He finally decided to check out the cave.
Minecraft booted abnormally slow, as if trying to persuade him to not go through with his plan. But he wouldn't be swayed. While he waited, he kept thinking about the weird askers he got. Some begging him to not got down that cave. Some asking, telling, or even begging him not to go down there. As if they knew something he didn't.
Then there was that one. The one who kept telling him to go regardless. The one in the yellow text. The only one who kept… Egging him on. The only one who wanted him to go down that way. Suddenly, he had a bad feeling about it. He shoved it down. Its just Minecraft. Just a game.
Its just a game.
He pushed it from his mind, as after the ten minute wait, the computer finally loaded, and Minecraft opened. He opens and runs the world, which also lags, but opens within three minutes of waiting.
He noticed he was about three chunks away from where he last logged off. On top of that, a stack of his signs were missing. he didn't really care, he ended up deciding to listen to the anon, and put on creative mode, to be able to place items while he explored.
He made his way down the cave, placing a sign every now and again.
He wandered his way through the forest, until flying his way toward where the cave.opened up. He flew through the houses, which had been abandoned for a long time, to the sand dunes, which never been inhabited at all. He finds books, talking about a reckoning, a deity, a sacrifice, and a purge of the nonbelivers.
He flies his way to a hallway. The walls were made of cobblestone, and the floor of the same, but bricks. He went farther in, feeling as though something was missing. Didn't the anons warn him about a crossroads? Where were they? The bad feeling intensified, as if it wasn't supposed to be him here, not yet, not now. Then the hallway started changing. At first, Avery thought the game was lagging, but realized the walls were now black, and covered in ink.
He came up to a gate. It was made of solid gold, and where a normal robloxian was two blocks tall, the gates were twenty.
He went through. And saw it.
███ ███████.
It was beautiful.
But he didn't have time to admire it's beauty, because then he was staring at a face.
The face of the King.
For a solid minute and a half, they stared at each other.
Then Avery had to look away, because of a splitting headache.
He remembers grabbing the laptop.
He remembers mashing the keys to run from it.
He remembers making it to the base.
He remembers grabbing a book from the creative inventory.
He remembers writing a message to Derek, giving his address and begging for help.
Then his head hit the table and he didn't remember anything at all.