§3Is it......Is it him?.

§2PLAYERNAME?

§3Yes, He....He made it! He finally made it! 

§2He is so strong and powerful. How did it manage to kill the legendary Ender Dragon?

§3I like this player. It Killed the Ender Dragon with no fear! It did not give up.....

§2Isn't this just a coincidence?.

§3Nope. He is the chosen one for sure!

§2Can it hear us?

§3No, he just reads it from beyond the screen.

§2What is a "Screen"???

§3Basically he can see use beyond a big glass in their world, We just live in a "program".

§2Oh. I See. Sometimes..... written words are even more than our human voices.

§3Ehm.... we are not humans.......

§2Oh i forgot :|

§3How has he able to complete the game outside of it......?

§2I have heard about them using a machine called The "Computer" to play the game.

§2They control it by using the "Keyboard" and a "Mouse" or maybe a "Controller" and by seeing it on the "Monitor".

§3Never heard of that...... Strange.

§2Can the player get us to their world?

§3Maybe. I don't know but it must be something beautiful.

§2What is it like?

§3I never heard it saying much about it, but they do have Cities basically a lot bigger villages and they have more plants and flowers and so on...


§2Sometimes when they are deep in dreams, I want to tell them, they are building true worlds in reality. Sometimes I want to tell them of their importance to the universe. Sometimes, when they have not made a true connection in a while, I want to help them to speak the word they fear.

§3It reads our words.

§2Sometimes I do not care. Sometimes I wish to tell them, this world you take for truth is merely §f§k§a§b§2 and §f§k§a§b§2, I wish to tell them that they are §f§k§a§b§2 in the §f§k§a§b§2. They see so little of reality, in their long dream.

§3And yet they play the game.

§2But it would be so easy to tell them...

§3It just probably skipped us already

§2No, i think it is still here

§3The player is growing restless.

§2I will tell the player a story.

§3But not the truth.

§2No. A story that contains the truth safely, in a cage of words. Not the naked truth that can burn over any distance.

§3Give it a body, again.

§2Yes. Player...

§3Use its name.

§2PLAYERNAME. Player of games.

§3Good.
§3The player was you, PLAYERNAME.


§2Let's go back.


§2and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the sunlight that came through the shuffling leaves of the summer trees

§3and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the light that fell from the crisp night sky of winter, where a fleck of light in the corner of the player's eye might be a star a million times as massive as the sun, boiling its planets to plasma in order to be visible for a moment to the player, walking home at the far side of the universe, suddenly smelling food, almost at the familiar door, about to dream again

§2and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the zeros and ones, through the electricity of the world, through the scrolling words on a screen at the end of a dream

§3and the universe said I love you

§2and the universe said you have played the game well

§3and the universe said everything you need is within you

§2and the universe said you are stronger than you know

§3and the universe said you are the daylight

§2and the universe said that this is the Best Modpack ever existed

§3and the universe said the darkness you fight is within you

§2and the universe said the light you seek is within you

§3and the universe said you should subscribe to Lemon_cz on YouTube!

§2and the universe said you are not separate from every other thing

§3and the universe said you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code

§2and the universe said I love you because you are love.

§3And the game was over and the player woke up from the dream. And the player began a new dream. And the player dreamed again, dreamed better. And the player was the universe. And the player was love.


§2Wake up.
