Gameknight999 placed another block and crept onto it, attempting to ignore the dozens of hissing silverfish beneath him, not quite able to reach him.
"You realize that if we fall, we're done for?" Hunter said, carefully stepping onto the next block.
"Gee, that's reassuring," Gameknight replied sarcastically, placing another block. Finally, they reached the stronghold library and began searching for anything that might help. After a few minutes, Crafter called out.
"Gameknight, could you come over here?" the User-that-is-not-a-user looked up from where he was searching through ancient books to see Crafter staring at him.
"What?" Crafter held up a book. Unlike most of the books in the stronghold library, this one had a quill tucked into the front cover, meaning that it was an unfinished book most likely left by a user who had visited the stronghold. Gameknight ran over to where Crafter was standing, Hunter following close behind. Gameknight opened the book carefully.
His mouth dropped open at what he saw. Inside the book were several detailed sketches of Creepers, all different from each other in some small way. Some had more legs. One had three heads like a wither. Another had wings attached to it's back. All of them had notes in small, neat writing, pointing out things about the drawings and suggesting how to improve them. He turned a page, only to see more intricate drawings of the zombie king, Xa-Tul. As with the creepers, none of them looked exactly the same. But the User-that-is-not-a-user noticed that none of different versions were wearing chainmail like the real zombie king. The next page was covered with sketches of what was unmistakably his old enemy, the king of endermen, Erebus. Gameknight quickly closed the book, unwanted memories of all the lives lost fighting that monster flowing into his mind. Suddenly, Crafter spoke.
"Do you this book could have been... Hero brine's?" The User-that-is-not-a-user shuddered.