Chapter 1: Reincarnation

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Inside a neat studio, a middle aged man is typing on the keyboard ritmicaly with a focused face, his glasses reflecting the sunlight coming from the open window of the room where the trees gently sway.

His fingers are dancing around with a familiarity only possible after years of experience, and seeing from his clear eyes one can discern that this man is in a good mood while working on something.

The expensive computer humming with a calming sound while the components inside are doing their work in assisting the man on his task.

Tap

"Done.." with a final and decisive click, John started the program with an expectant gaze. After years of hard work he was nearly done.

"I just need to see if the npc's have an adaptive intelligence." John waited for the laucher to start wich didn't take long and then after the Minecraft logo disappeared, the home page came into view.

It was the classic frame but the background was not showing the boring videos of always, no, it was showing an immense city with countles npc's walking around.

John moved the cursor and clicked on the [Singleplayer] tab causing the screen to change into the next page, this time different from the original since the background didn't disappear but just showed another part of the city.

With excitement and pride John chose the various settings he wanted for the survival world he is creating.

'Hm.. should i turn on the commands?' he looked at the tab, wich soon after, got clicked on.

'Yeah, i better do it, who knows if i might need them.' after settings everything he clicked on [Create New World] his hand moving in excitement.

But something that he did not expect happened.

The screen glitched.

"What?" John frowned and moved his head closer to see if it's the screen or the game, but the more he looked the more he noted that the pixels on the glitching screen continued to turn into digital dust.

Until the whole screen became pitch black.

His black eyes showed panic and worry: "Nahh, after all of this time this is happening?" John massaged his brows while exhaling.

He has been programming since he got his first computer at the young age of eight, and since then he studied everything related to programming and game making.

But when he discovered Minecraft, thanks to his friend Atlas...

....Everything changed.

At first he just got addicted to playing creative since after the first night in survival he got traumatized by those zombies and creepers.

But after he got bored in creative and not feeling accomplished with how easy getting what he wanted was, he decided to give the survival mode a chance.

This time for real.

But he sucked.

Or more, the vanilla sucked, it was soo boring and stale that it wasn't exiting, especially after exploring everything that needed to be explored.

So, like every other kid after school, he was enjoying YouTube until he came in front of a channel about Minecraft, but this was different, it was modded Minecraft.

John didn't know what that was so when he entered inside that world, and learned how to install them himself...

He got addicted.

He tried nearly every mod trying to make the perfect modpack, but something was missing.

After trying and watching so many mods he came to a conclusion.

The modders weren't giving the mods justice.

He then came in front of the famous Minecraft stories, wich were filled with action and cool battles, seeing how fluid and cool those animations were, a spark got ignited inside his heart.

He wanted to make something like that.

A massive mod including everything he wanted, battles, biomes, structures, nps's, blocks and the best, armors and weapons.

Especially the combat system.

There is when he found the Epic Fight mod, that shit was good as fuck, John fell in love with the mod, so he explored every single inch of it.

And then.

He became more hungry.

He wanted more, the mod was good but not enough.

So, like Miles Morales said:

"I'mma do my own thing."

So John begun to put his programming knowledge into use and immerse himself into the mod development path.

Thanks to his wealthy heritage he didn't need to work, so he had all the time to focus on his mission.

Hours...days... weeks... And years.

He stayed behind the desk and worked, he didn't obviously neglect his body, rather, he loved working out and learning to fight, especially with various weapons.

Be it modern or medieval.

And with Atlas help, he learned quickly, the resurces weren't a problem since he was rich anyway.

So after years of mastering his craft and skill, while also working on perfecting his mod with his experience and knowledge.

He reached 56 years of age at the year 2063, where he completed his craft and mastered his arsenal.

But everything came crashing down in this moment, where from the pitch black screen a black Ender Pearl came flying towards him with a speed countless times faster than light.

But even with that speed, thanks to some mysterious energy John was able to see it clearly come closer to his face.

'I recognize this item...' the moment he recognized the pearl, he closed his eyes in understanding and accepted his fate.

An then silence.

The moment the pearl touched John he disappeared leaving some black particles that dissipated in moments, leaving the big studio empty.

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Gasps

John suddenly opened his eyes with heavy breaths and begins to look around, his eyes darting all over the place while slowly calming down in realization.

He slowly sat up and observed the environment with an analytical eye.

'Hm.. i really did get inside the game, or more, a different reality? Who knows.' John gets up while dusting off the dirt from his clothes.

He brings his hands in front of him and observes their square like appearance, but different from the vanilla game, he has five square fingers for hand.

He looks down and a bitter smile forms on his face: 'damn, i will live like this for the rest of this new life uh?' with a head shake he looks at the grassy terrain and the animals around.

Everything was square.