The Complete Elementia Chronicles: Quest for Justice; The New Order; The Dusk of Hope; Herobrine’s Message. Sean Wolfe Fay
do you mean, my sword’s gone?” Kat barked at Stan when he explained what had happened after she was knocked out.
“I told you,” he said, “I used it to destroy the Spider spawner.”
“And you couldn’t save it or something?” Kat spat in disgust. “You’re useless, you know that? Absolutely useless.”
“Shut up! If you hadn’t just barged in like that, we wouldn’t have been ambushed by those Spiders. It’s no one’s fault but yours that your sword is gone. Stop blaming me.”
“To that point,” added Charlie, who had just finished healing Rex with some rotten flesh, “I still have that stone pickaxe. You can use that until you can craft a new sword, Kat.” He pulled it out and gave it to her. She looked at it in disgust.
“I need to get a new weapon,” she said, spinning the pickaxe over in her hand.
“Welcome to the club,” sighed Stan, his shovel still gripped in his hand. “You, at least, have your bow.”
They wandered the mine shaft, taking side tunnels they had never seen before, trying to find some way out or, even better, an entrance to a secret stash room. Before long, they became hopelessly lost in the labyrinth of tunnels. Stan was just about to say that they should tunnel back up to the surface when something caught his eye.
At the end of the corridor to their right was a door. It was made out of metal, and there were torches on either side of it, as well as a button. He could see a ton of light streaming from the window of the door. But what most caught his attention was the sign above the door.
It read Underground Base of Avery007.
“Avery007?” said Charlie when Stan pointed the sign out to him and Kat. “You mean that guy from the Apothecary’s story? Does that mean that he lives down here?”
“Not any more,” said Kat, staring at the sign. “Remember what the Apothecary said? The King killed him. He’s banished from the server forever. This must’ve been where he lived at one point.”
“Didn’t he have operating powers?” remembered Stan.
“Yeah …” said Charlie, an idea striking him. “And if he had operating powers, that means he probably had some pretty good stuff!”
“OK, let’s go in then,” said Stan, shovel at the ready. “But be careful this time. We don’t know what could be in there.”
Charlie nodded, and he raised his diamond pick, ready to defend himself. Kat also drew her pickaxe and held it at the ready. Stan pressed the button on the wall, and the iron door slowly swung open.
He stepped inside, and immediately his foot caught on some string lying across the ground. An arrow flew out of nowhere and snagged his leather cap off his head. Another arrow immediately afterwards glanced off his iron chestplate.
“Hit the dirt!” he screamed, and fell to the ground as arrows continued to whiz over his head. Behind him he heard Charlie and Kat doing the same. He looked up and saw that the arrows were being fired from a machine, the same kind that the Apothecary had trapped him with when they first met. He realized that he had stepped on a tripwire that had activated the machine. He hastily brought the blade of his shovel down on the trip wire, destroying it. The arrows stopped immediately.
Stan got up and looked around. They were in a well-lit room, made mainly of stone. Here and there, sections of the wall had been replaced with brick. There were various crafting tables and furnaces around the room, as well as chests. A bed sat in a corner.
“Well, this is disappointing,” said Kat, examining a painting of a sunset on the wall.
“Yeah, it is,” agreed Charlie, pulling a pair of iron leggings out of the chest. “This is the lair of Avery007?”
“It does seem a little basic …” said Stan, but then he noticed something. Lying on top of one of the crafting tables was a book, similar to the one that he and Charlie had found on their first day in Minecraft. The title on the book they had found on Spawnpoint Hill had read Welcome to Minecraft, with the author signed as Bookbinder55. But this book’s title was My Story, and the author was signed as Adam711. He picked it up.
“What’s that?” asked Charlie, walking over, Kat right behind him.
“It’s a book, written by somebody named Adam711,” replied Stan, examining the book. “What do you suppose it’s doing down here?”
“I don’t know,” said Kat. “Why would Avery007 care about whatever this Adam711 had had to say?”
“Let’s find out,” said Stan, and he opened to page one and began to read aloud.
MY STORY:
The Tragedy of the Rise and Fall of Avery007
0 AWA
This first entry of my diary is written on the day that they added writing in books to Minecraft, hence the entry number, 0 After Writing Added. I am leaving this record of my life to whoever may find it, with the hope that the wisdom within should help another to carry out my cause should my enterprise fail. I shall start by explaining that though my name is presently Adam711, I first entered Minecraft under the name of Avery007. This name, to me at least, is, and always will be, who I am: the great and powerful Avery007, who tried to change the world in his valiant quest for the equality of his subjects but was destroyed in the process.
Let me start by telling of my history. I joined this server Elementia when it was new. King Kev, the creator of this server, was my best friend. He granted me operating powers and worked with me to establish the great Element City, which most likely will still exist whether this account is read three days from its writing or three hundred years. I was on the governing body, the Council of Operators, in that city, and I tried to help pass laws that would benefit the lower-level citizens that were the future of Minecraft.
As the server grew, so did my friend King Kev’s fear that the younger generation would overpower the golden-age players, as he called those who had played in Elementia since the beginning. I believed him to be quite wrong on this account, and I voiced this opinion on multiple occasions, not allowing any laws to pass that would unfairly give unlimited power to the upper class.
My actions prompted the King to pass the Law of One Death, which eternally banishes a player from Elementia upon dying once. I was horrified at this law for the sake of the lower-level players who were so inexperienced and prone to dying. Never did I dream that the law was intended to rid Elementia of me.
I tried to rebel against the King but failed. I myself was forever banished from the server. Avery007 was no more. However, I am still determined to lead the lower-level citizens of Elementia to victory over their King under my new identity, Adam711. As I write this, I have already played the game from the beginning, and have gathered enough resources for myself to lead a rebellion against the King. From my days on the Council of Operators, I learned of the King’s secret stash of enough supplies for an entire army, hidden in a secret catacomb beneath the Ender Desert. I am on a voyage there now, determined to find these resources and use them to build an army to destroy the King.
Stan paused for a minute to look up. “So Adam711 was Avery007 in a past life?”
“I guess,” said Charlie. “But the important thing is that there is a secret stash down here! I knew it!”
“Hold on,” said Kat. “But Avery was looking for it, too. What if he found it and the stash is gone now?”
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