Different

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Royalty is something that people adore and admire. People follow the rules that their King and Queen set upon them, whether they are fair or not. Their views were tinted. All the same, as if they were clones. All they wanted was to please their leaders. However, not all royalty were fine. Sure, they put on a facade and pretended everything was alright, having kids to continue their legacy. To everyone else, their people, they were the "picture-perfect" family. There was not a single flaw.

But, it was common sense that not all families were perfect. To be exact, nothing was. For the Netherian royalty, the royal family was imperfect inside their castle. Outside, in their people's eyes, they were nothing but perfect. The reason they were alive.

There are three dimensions: the Overworld, the Nether, and the End.

The Overworld is what people call the mainland. Humans inhabit the dimension. It was full of beautiful trees, mountains, caves, and everything in nature. People built houses and created farms and kingdoms, voting people to become their rulers when creating a kingdom. For fresh lands, people communicated and put their trust in the most wise man or woman, building their bloodline of future royalty.

It was both perfect and flawed, the between. People were kind and caring. People were also rude and criminal. Some wars commence to obtain lands or popularity. However, monsters also inhabited the world. These monsters were deadly: walking skeletons, zombies, spiders that could eat you alive, creepers that exploded if you got too close, tall creatures that hated eye contact, and much more.

The End is what it sounds like. Floating lands in the void, if humans were to slip off the end stone, they'd fall for eternity, eventually losing oxygen until they reached death. Tall creatures, such as in the Overworld, inhabited this dimension. If humans were to look them in the eyes, these creatures would grow feral and attack until such humans were dead. These creatures are called Endermen, originally from the End. They can teleport, the reason they scatter across all dimensions.

Their leader was a dragon. This Ender-Dragon flies around the dimension, using crystals to regenerate her health if she were to get injured. Many people from the Overworld travel to the End, wanting the satisfaction and glory of killing the dragon in hopes of receiving its egg. Then it'd hatch and out would come a new leader for the dimension.

Lastly, the Nether. Hot and nothing but fire and lava. Creatures such as Piglins and Hoglins inhabit the dimension, as well as Ghasts. They are white, flying creatures that cry and attack by shooting explosive fireballs. Some skeletons and Endermen inhabit the dimension as well. There were multiple creatures, but the most interesting ones were half-humans. They were humans, but with abilities.

Some held fire abilities, the most common. The rare type was other things mixed with such fire powers: the ability to create things, using the undead as weapons, and more. These non-humans can swim in lava as if it were water, not being harmed.

In the Nether, there was only one royal family: the Armstrongs. The Queen and King, Jackson and Abigail, seemed to be the most caring and perfect parents and rulers to their people. But to their children, they were hell. Even though the Nether was hell itself, it was the best place they could've ever been born into, but their parents were the worst thing that could've ever happened to them. At least, it was the worst for the eldest children.

Sapnap, the youngest, was sitting on his bed, staring through the window. He could see the beautiful lavafalls. He could see the tall fungi growing from the nether rack, taking the shape of a tree. He loved his world and his people. Sap wouldn't exchange it for any other dimension. "Shouldn't you be reading?"

The boy jumped, turning to look at his door. His father stood there, his arms crossed against his chest as he eyed Sapnap. "I'm sorry, father. I got distracted."