*Insert Sad Violin Music*
https://youtu.be/QuNhTLVgV2Y
And so, BeccaKirby1 finally stands at the portal to the Deep Dark, looking sadly about her home for the past 4 1/2 months (o.o). The Cave Dimension. Her home no longer looks like it used to be. Stripped of all its essentials, it now resembled an old husk.
Villagers chatter randomly a room over behind an iron door, unaware that they were about to be left behind forever.
Skeletons rattle on in a room just behind the Minecraftian, unaware that they, too, would be forgotten by the game's coding.
Saplings litter the ground throughout the main room, releasing oxygen indefinitely, yet it would never be breathed in again once BeccaKirby1 left.
She couldn't return. Oh, she wanted to. She wanted to leave all this behind and then return shortly, but alas, the mods are arranged in a way so that, once she entered the portal, she could never return.
Many a life was lost in this dimension. Perhaps nearly 200. She couldn't remember how many she'd lost, though. It's been quite a while.
Tucked away safely in her 5 golden bags of holding were all the essentials she would need to brave the Deep Dark.
She'd heard rumors of this terrifying dimension.
If you traveled too far into the darkness, something...starts attacking.
Unseen, unkillable, and relentless, the darkness will attack until the player is dead...or if they reenter the light.
But BeccaKirby1 wasn't afraid.
Besides, the point of the whole journey was to get to the center.
The journey to the core.
She was ready.
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Pfft, this turned into something weird XD
I just wanted to show that, after sooooooo long in this dimension, I get to move on...permanently ;-;
But! I'm ready :D
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