In a world where death is only permanent via old age and modded characters reign supreme, smaller stories take place. From the tiny Pixlings to the gigantic Monsters, from the Nether to the End, every player has an origin and home. Every player in this world has known nothing but this world so they're used to this place's strange logic. The idea of collapsing houses simply because you removed one layer of blocks from around the base is alien to them. The idea of falling trees is simply preposterous, and for most emeralds are currency. Not everyone is in alliance with villagers though, sometimes they are considered the monsters of the world. From the Pillagers to the parasites, from the endermen to the dragon herself, there are many different factions of players due to the very different mods of which their origin's are from.
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