Gameking’s Game
[A BOoK book]

[Book 1: Let it Begin]
By Gameking_XL, a Minecrafter.

CHAPTER 1:
GAMEKING
He went over to the spider-infested well. How is the well spider-infested? How did the spiders even get into Minecraft and onto this server? Don’t answer that… He thought. Walking up to a spider, he yelled “CHARGE!” Attacking the nearest fuzzy beast, he slashed at it repeatedly, consuming HP with every slash. He then finished it off and turned to another spider, but he didn’t see another spider jumping on him from behind. “AHH!” He yelled. Slash slash. Ssstttsss ssstttsss. Slash. String. He finished off the spider and turned to another and then he attacked the giant fuzzy arachnid. Slash slash. “Ssstttsss,” the fuzzy spider hissed. “AHAHAH,” Gameking yelled. He then finished off the last of the beasts. Gameking sighed in relief. The villagers cheered. Gameking was a strange boy. He was born by an NPC, but looked like a user with letters above his head spelling “Gameking_XL”. Gameking was never sure how it happened, or how the NPCs of Minecraft became alive in the first place. Gameking was the Protecter, being the only one with moveable arms, he was the only way the NPCs of Minecraft survived. He was extraordinarily strange, being born by an NPC but looking like a user and having the letters over his blocky head spelling “Gameking_XL” and last but definitely, not least, he could travel between servers, which was very, very, unusual. He was tired from his last battle, because he had taken some damage in the battle and regenerating HP was very hard work. “Gameking, Gameking, Gameking!” The villagers chanted. “Yes, yes, sure I beat the spiders, but can you please calm down? I have a headache from the last three villages.” Gameking asked. The villagers didn’t hear him, or just didn’t care about him, but just his moveable arms. He always had his suspicions. Did you hear me? DID YOU HEAR ME?! “DID YOU HEAR ME?!?!” Gameking accidentally yelled. Oh no did I say that aloud? Gameking asked himself in his mind. “AHHAHHAHH!!!” The villagers yelled. And then they all scattered. “SORRY!!!” Gameking yelled. They all came back. Well, at least the ones that heard him. “Well, I’m off.”Gameking said. “Awwww… Why?” The village’s head, their operator or OP for short, “you know why, another server,” explained Gameking. “OH
YEAH, SO WE’RE JUST A— ” Gameking didn’t hear the rest of his words in his accusation because he had just traveled to another server when he was about to finish his sentence. “NO!!!” Gameking yelled. He was surrounded by villager-zombies. He then traveled to another server and back and landed in the next village. What he didn’t realize was that he brought some of the zombies with him because he ran away way too fast. “HEY, OPERATOR!” Gameking yelled. “Yes, Protecter?” The OP said calmly. “OHH PROTECTER!” He realized. “Yeah?” Gameking asked. “Look at the sign behind you,” the OP said calmly.
I’M BACK AND I’M COMING FOR YOU, PROTECTER!!!
-Herobrine
Gameking gasped.  “HEROBRINE?!” No… This can’t be possible… I killed
him, and this sign says he’s back?! Gameking thought. “Who’s ‘Herobrine?’” The OP asked, very, very, calmly. “WOW, WHAT ARE YOU NEW AT BEING AN OPERATOR?” Gameking unintentionally yelled. “AHHAHHAHHAAA!!” The operator yelled by instinct. “SORRY!!” Gameking_XL yelled. “NOT YOU,” the operator yelled. “Oh no, zombies!” Gameking yelled more to himself than anyone else. “Grrrr… The Leader will be avenged,” the lead villager-zombie growled. “Your ‘Leader’ is already back you foul-smelling beasts don’t have to avenge him anymore.” Gameking said to the lead of the dumb, foul smelling zombies. “Grrrr…the Zombie League is not brainless, idiotic ‘Protecter’ of the ignorant NPCs. Zapul will not be tricked by the foolish ‘Protector’” Zapul said. “That’s your name, Zapul?” Gameking asked. “ZOMBIES, ADVANCE!” The zombies didn’t move. “ZOMBIES ADVANCE RIGHT NOW.” The zombies advanced a few blocks. “ZOMBIES, ATTACK.”  The force of Zapul’s voice forced the foul green beasts to advance, “finally!” Yelled both Gameking and  Zapul. Lightning. “GRR…!” The zombies all growled at Zapul. The lightning stayed for a few seconds, leaving behind, not the normal burning fire, but a sign, pointed directly at Gameking, that said:

YOU WILL BE DESTROYED.
-HEROBRINE
Gameking gasped. “What what?” Zapul said. “Anyway, CHAAAARRRRGE!!!” Lightning wall. The zombies growled at Zapul again. “Oh well. You can’t hit ‘em, join ‘em! Zombies, we are coming over to the side of the NPCs. Move forward carefully and don’t get hit by lightning,” said Zapul. “Really?” Gameking asked, eyes lighting up. “Yes, of course, it’s my motto: If you can’t hit them, join them.” Zapul replied. “That’s a ‘fun’ motto…?” The zombies crossed over to the NPCs’ side, with occasional lightning strikes hitting the ground. Lighting. Pop. Shuffle shuffle. BOOM! Pop. Shuffle shuffle. Sighs. The zombies ‘crossed the road.’ “AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!” The operator screamed. “No, no operator, they’re good zombies.” Gameking said. “Okay, if the Protecter says so, Minecraft said so.” The village’s OP said. “What?” Gameking asked. “Nothing…” “Ooookkkkaaaayyyy…” The Protecter said. “What?” Asked the operator. “Nothing,” said Gameking.

CHAPTER 2:
CLUES OF FIRE