Minecraft - Tales of Atlas - Episode #1 A fan fiction series debut by Kv321RBLX. Based on a real server.
Long ago, about 8 years after the war, a young squire by the name of Drake arrived in the small server town of Atlas. He walked into the town at the break of dawn and settled down in the old tavern by the spawn. "Sir, may I be of best interest to ask where I am?" "Well, that all depends. Who are yeh?" said the man. "I have traveled long and far to get here, and I am here to find someone." "Well, in that case, have a bottle of Mooze." "Thank you sir" said Drake as he slowly drank the warm, succulent liquid in his hands. "Well, you'd best be on your way then" said the man. "Well, I'd best should." Drake replied as he walked out of the tavern into the cold, chill early morning approaching. Without looking, Drake quickly jogged down the cobblestone road into the wilderness. Great spruce trees rose into the air, almost the size of thirty blocks. Drake loved the woods, and even more he loved when he explored them. Ever since he could remember, he'd been exploring the great lands and rolling frozen hills of Atlas. As he walked, and punched down some trees and gathered some wood, and make his "essentials" as he called it. This list of "essentials" varied from a wooden sword, to a wooden pick. Ever since the Great War of Atlas, he created these "essentials" whenever they broke. Sure, he had his tools like the Iron Sword, and Diamond Pick, but ever since the war, things were different and in order to survive, you needed to thrive, and keep to yourself. During the horrid nights of Skeletons and Creepers, Drake would barrier himself in a man made hole, and cover it with some wood and wait out until the morning. But on this one night, Drake decided if he wanted to stay alive any longer, he would need XP to bring back to his 'Drake-cave'. The "Drake-cave" very much like any other cave was where he locked his chests and hid his armor from the outside world. It was located over a whopping four thousand blocks from spawn. His most beloved treasure though, was his enchantment table. It kept him enchanted and allowed him to use it's powers to his advantage. Drake ran outside as quickly and swiftly as he came in. He killed a few Zombies and sniped a few Skeletons with his trusty bow, Nightlight. He called it Nightlight because of it's enchantment, Flame, which lit up the night when he shot it. As he scavenged the night he looked and looked for his cave domain. When he came upon his Cave he noticed something peculiar. The entrance seemed more lit up than usual. As he walked in, he noticed something else. Something horribly wrong.
Well, that's it for Episode #1, Enjoy - Kv <3 Muah
Long ago, about 8 years after the war, a young squire by the name of Drake arrived in the small server town of Atlas. He walked into the town at the break of dawn and settled down in the old tavern by the spawn. "Sir, may I be of best interest to ask where I am?" "Well, that all depends. Who are yeh?" said the man. "I have traveled long and far to get here, and I am here to find someone." "Well, in that case, have a bottle of Mooze." "Thank you sir" said Drake as he slowly drank the warm, succulent liquid in his hands. "Well, you'd best be on your way then" said the man. "Well, I'd best should." Drake replied as he walked out of the tavern into the cold, chill early morning approaching. Without looking, Drake quickly jogged down the cobblestone road into the wilderness. Great spruce trees rose into the air, almost the size of thirty blocks. Drake loved the woods, and even more he loved when he explored them. Ever since he could remember, he'd been exploring the great lands and rolling frozen hills of Atlas. As he walked, and punched down some trees and gathered some wood, and make his "essentials" as he called it. This list of "essentials" varied from a wooden sword, to a wooden pick. Ever since the Great War of Atlas, he created these "essentials" whenever they broke. Sure, he had his tools like the Iron Sword, and Diamond Pick, but ever since the war, things were different and in order to survive, you needed to thrive, and keep to yourself. During the horrid nights of Skeletons and Creepers, Drake would barrier himself in a man made hole, and cover it with some wood and wait out until the morning. But on this one night, Drake decided if he wanted to stay alive any longer, he would need XP to bring back to his 'Drake-cave'. The "Drake-cave" very much like any other cave was where he locked his chests and hid his armor from the outside world. It was located over a whopping four thousand blocks from spawn. His most beloved treasure though, was his enchantment table. It kept him enchanted and allowed him to use it's powers to his advantage. Drake ran outside as quickly and swiftly as he came in. He killed a few Zombies and sniped a few Skeletons with his trusty bow, Nightlight. He called it Nightlight because of it's enchantment, Flame, which lit up the night when he shot it. As he scavenged the night he looked and looked for his cave domain. When he came upon his Cave he noticed something peculiar. The entrance seemed more lit up than usual. As he walked in, he noticed something else. Something horribly wrong.
Well, that's it for Episode #1, Enjoy - Kv <3 Muah
Atlas? (primordial titan who held up the celestial sphere?)
Atlas? "land of atlas"
Episode???? Chapter maybe?
Good.
Can't wait to find out what is so horribly wrong,
Or to find out what the war of Atlas was.