High above the lands of minecraftia lay a hidden floating islands known as the Aether. Being of amazing knowledge and power lived here, creating other beings and inventions to put into minecraftia. They were gods to the beings of minecraftia and lived as they were. Few people have been to the Aether and those people come back with stories of amazement and adventure. Getting to the Aether is another story though, having to be chosen by one of the natives of the Aether.
As time went by and the Aether grew in size, building new creations, machines, things that people in minecraftia couldn't even imagine(Image steam-punk things). They even had a transit system that did not use trains, but were tracks that ran through the city, people rode it by using a clamping device on there wrists that they were given when they entered the Aether, allowing them to ride through the air to their destination. Where there wasn't land to build on, they used a complicated propulsion system to to hold up the structures. This made the Aether look like a city in the heavens, praising themselves as the gods of Minecraftia and the Aether
Years after this happened and the Aether gods grew stronger, they opened the Aether to the Minecraftians. A portal in each town, allowing people to start a new life, living in a place completely different from their original home. Minecraftians found that the Aether gods looked like normal people, but they had a odd glow to them. Many Minecraftians worshiped the gods, but majority wanted the Aether for themselfs. The Minecraftians used the parts from the buildings and made weapons. They fought the Aethers and did all they could to force them out of there home.
Sadly the Minecraftians won and took over. Only a small amount of the Aethers lived, but used the last of there life force to create a being and do one last thing. They made a being, like the ender dragon, but white, to terrorize the citizens of the Aether, kidnapping and killing them. They then destroyed themselves, blowing up in a huge cloud of gas, covering most of the Aether. The gas then died away, but something happened, everyone in the gas had been driven insane to a point where all they wanted was a fictional treasure in the city of the Aether and they would kill anyone to get it.
You are a survivor of this huge ordeal, the city is still functional, but damage none the less. There are sane people still living in the Aether, but they are the minority. The portal has been shut off and no one knows how to turn it back on, but you have to find a way.
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1. No powergaming. No metagaming. No godmodding.
2. Do not abuse the moderators.
3. Do not discourage this role play
4. Cussing is allowed, but don't drop a F bomb every post