Give me a specific date, and I will tell you only what happened on that day. Not any other surrounding events.
I’m just telling him what he wanted to know.
Maybe a few less details lol.
Think I should truncate it down a little?
Gtg now, hope this helps. If you wanted a different Epoch, I can help you out later. Goodbye.
By this time, the Sun Spirit had control of most of the weather of the Aether lands. Ogoborwetcha, the Slider, was fully built by the Valkyries to guard their valuables hidden in an underground vault.
Technological progress is slow, as gathering resources from either the surface or underground is difficult due to shifting tectonics, and warring factions that wouldn’t hesitate to skin you alive if you didn’t completely agree with them. (I would imagine they’d use the skin for a coat, especially if they live in regions near the poles)
Just know that this forge was destroyed for a very good reason. There are also many good reasons to rebuild it, however.
Anyways, you are probably wondering what in the name of Notch the Forge of Gods is. I won’t spoil it for you yet, but the effort to recover it was lead by Hyperfeather. (That’s not her real name, it was a nickname given by Thad. Or GigaThad as he wants to be called.)
These “rings” were loosely circular shaped islands near the geographical location and boundaries of the Core Republic and its tribute states.
This was a time of geopolitical chaos as the Brakturec Union had not been formed, the Pravaxians were just roaming nomadic tribes on the seas and deserts, and the DSR was many warring civil states. (Democratic States of the Rings)
Assuming you are referring to the 456th day, season of Winter, year 59 of Seydt.
Nothing significant happens on this exact date, but a few years before, a pillar of the Forge of Gods was rediscovered and recovered, then placed back in its rightful location around where the pedestal holding the 16x16 4D crafting grid would sit.
Tectonic plate shifting is still occasionally an issue as the Overworld continues to settle down. Mining trips are tedious as cave systems are still shifting. A miner can go into a cave and find the way he came in becomes sealed off later on. Or, he could meet a worse fate being in a cave-in or getting crushed underground. The Deep Dark is less tedious, yet still there are other greater threats. Othorsytae, the lands directly below the Deep Dark have fully become infested with the Sculk infection and are seeping their manifestations into the Deep Dark. Though due to the shifting tectonic plates, they can’t go above deepslate level.
If it’s the Second Epoch you’re referring to, I can help you out.
1, 2, 3, 4, or 5 for convenience.
Feydt, Seydt, Teydt, Iveyt, or N’veyth?
..................... wow................... That's very descriptive lol.
For context, the part of my epic of epochs that I’m writing is the midpoint of the Third Epoch, Teydt.
But it would not be long before his heart was corrupt. He would be imprisoned for eight hundred years for his crimes. Then the Tectonic reset happened.
Teln’carah was executed after accepting the Void fully. His consciousness was manifested in human form, where it slowly rebuilt and took on human form. During nearly the entirety of the First Epoch, Feydt, he would rule the kingdoms of men. At first, he would be gracious, fair, and just.
He was given dominion over the Abyss realms and would later become the Nightblade we all know and love.
One of the angels that followed Ferusal in his rebellion was Osorae Neusorid, brother of Teln’carah.
Ferusal the Overseer was banished from the lands of the gods and was disowned by the Old God.
This would be later found by the first Roka and handed down to Nightblade and added to his personal collection.
In this time, the Forgemaster was slain by his own efforts and his legendary hammer fell into the Abyss Realms.
First Epoch, First Year, First Season.
wait so Noah what is going on at 1/1/1?
Yeah, first chapter of writing my book. I've been working for awhile, but every time I get into it, I get busy, or I don't like what I did so I redo everything I've already done. I'm too much of a perfectionist lol.
Lol Noah. Yeah, ig I'm only on the first chapter, so...
bro I WAS JOKING!!!!....about the Cereal Factory stuff....CHILLLL
idk why that just spewed out of me
The developers of MC have stated that a year in MC is 500 MC days. The months are gone; in their place is seasons. They are exactly 125 days long. Those act as elongated months. So you would pay rent every season instead of monthly.
If you do so, be very specific
If you give me a date in my universe, I can tell you exactly what was happening then, who was alive, what nations were in existence then, and anything relevant you could think of.
For me tho, I know my entire story in my head.
According to some writing experts, the best time to write a title is after you’ve finished the work. Then, when the book is all done, you know what it’s about.
Yeah, it is. I'm writing a book, but the title is my main issue lol.
TFE is a much more unique title
And, there is no official Lord of the cereal factory. That title would belong to no one. Plus, I don’t want to sounding like the Lord of The Flies book.
Well you can call it that, but whether it sounds better is subjective. I didn’t choose that name, and this is my work. Plus, the point of five millennia is slotted in something greater and more important than just a period of time. Essentially, these five thousand years are a grace period given by God to prevent something called the Worlds Cycle. I’m not going to say anything more, (spoilers) but let’s just say the Worlds Cycle has already claimed billions of lives. And trust me when I say you don’t want to know what happens to those lives.
why???Lord of the Cereal Factory sounds much better
I already told you it’s called The Five Epochs.
bro is the next JR Tollien.....so what will this series be named the Lord of the Cereal Factory LOL
oh i didn't know that lol
HE'S DEAD?????? Bro, that's actually sad......... The regret must be real rn........
Remember, Uelissan have a lifespan comparable to elves, so age rarely makes a difference.
10 year age difference?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Now, Tread lies dead at your feet.
You see the pitiable expression on his face. This is the last thing you wanted. Of all the things he could have said. He didn’t come here to propose to you, he chose this moment to hear your final verdict. Now, you’ve been put on the spot. Tread is a good man, and he’s honest, and you could never live with yourself if you make the wrong decision here. The lights are getting brighter. The whirring is getting louder. It’s all too much to take in. This is easily one of the worst days of your life. This is further reinforced by an explosion of bolt fire.
Tread is slowly getting closer. The lights are slowly getting brighter. You hear something in the background. A whirring? Whatever it is, Tread doesn’t seem to notice. He tries awkwardly to greet you. “Hey, hi, hello, uh, how are you doing lately? I heard the cereal factory hasn’t been easy on you.” The factory. You’ve almost totally forgotten about it these past few days. But at least you can truthfully say he’s correct. Tread continues, “Look, I know you haven’t been so keen on me proposing to you and all, but I do want to have a life with you. If you don’t, you can tell me now and we can get it over with.”
It’s not the ten year age gap that bothers you, it’s just his goals; you could never agree with them. He wants to start a school. An honorable objective, but you don’t want that. Not for yourself. Your older sister works in the Overworld capital, why can’t you have an occupation like that? She works in something related to defence, and she is under secrecy to not tell you anymore. She was your best friend, and your only friend you had. Maybe you can find her again.
The blue lanterns are slowly getting brighter. You don’t know if it’s intentional or not, but you have little time to think as a man named Tread approaches you. You’ve never been a fan of him, but your parents think he would be a great candidate for marriage at some point. While you’ve not been supporting the idea, you think he’s been trying to get the chance to propose to you. You can hardly turn him down; it’s the ideal opportunity for someone to do so. The music and air set the perfect tune, and you can’t turn him down or reject him in such a public space as this right in front of everybody.
(Next Chapter)
(POV shifts)
You haven’t been yourself since that operation last week. Just because you broke in and infected the leading security base with malware isn’t a reason for your mind to turn on itself. You have no sympathy for those elites in their golden towers who control everyone’s wealth, so why do you feel bad about breaking in to do it? You were after all only helping out an old friend.
Hyper.
You don’t know who gave that nickname to her, or what her real name is, or why you feel this distressed, but for now you should just try to enjoy your time here. You won’t be spending much more here. Not in this dimension anyways.
Fellow Uelissan dance in the town square surrounded by various booths desperately trying to sell their wares. It makes for an odd environment, but a long time ago this was remembered as an important date. Few remember what though. The floor is fairly big and about twenty to thirty people are on it right now. The background instruments play a sweet soft tune while light blue lighting softly illuminates in the background. Occasionally, the lights fluctuate under the unstable redstone power generators. They should have been replaced a long time ago, but few have the money to pay for it. Fewer still are willing to spend it.
The smell of the environment here is almost too good to be true. It seems that someone here in the crowd has it. Sunset is coming soon, you just have to make your move at some point. The key to your most devastating weapon is less than a few chunks away. It still makes you frustrated on how one of your most trusted friends could just trade it away for a contest. Gazing down at the various passerby, you scan the crowd for any trace of your medallion.
You see it. You see your haunting.
“Why did it have to be her?” you think to yourself as you try to blend in. it’s been a long time since you’ve pickpocketed someone, but you might be able to in the right moment. You’ve just got to be patient and wait. Then you hear them. They’re coming for you.
They’ve found you.
However, you hear a nearly silent, almost inaudible whirr of a redstone engine alongside.
now that we said continue hes running away LOL
well I guess his name makes sense...
frrr...doesnt make any sense at all!!!
This guy reminds me of SCIENCE from the mid Covid gen.
Yeah I know they don’t in irl
Minecraft creepers do not exist
lol we know but we don't care
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