THE NETHER, WORLD 1, THE MINECRAFT VERSE.“Yinyin, I knew you wouldn’t even bother with surviving a fight against me.” A male voice screamed.Within a huge area of red mulchy grass-like glistening terrain with big red trees of wine-coloured trunks, Yinyin bled all-over, clutching his arm. Highlander was opposite him, with sword up, facing Conditor’s subject. Its wielder glared. “I know you wouldn’t be able to face The Fire Kraken, but I am the one who has work to do with Lydia about running this world, along with the Nether and its creatures.”“I personally thought you were working for both Mariah and Lydia.” Yinyin gritted, groaning.“Mariah was a snake, but Lydia told me exactly how power works in this world, and the truth is I’m not exactly good at trusting people.” Highlander stared strongly. “If you have any more options that can beat violence, we can actually stop fighting and storm Simon’s rule together… Meredith hasn’t taken away all the scum that’s living by it in the first

THE ALPHA END DIMENSION, WORLD 1.“Is this how that ‘wrench’ deceives me and wipes out my whole race for validation?!” An angry male.Within a huge bright white-walled and pillared wide room, with immense yellowish lights around the warmth there, a tall and bald fair-skinned athletic man in white robes strolled through the place. His glowing golden eyes.A medium sized blue orb, mid-air, followed him. It shone subtly.A masculine voice from it. “Kizaru, it seems that Anissa must be traced to The Shadow Box at this time… but in World 9.” “Not my problem, really.” The other spoke. “I have had it while waiting, while I can simply leave a trap for her… Haven’t you heard?”Kizaru faced the floating ball. “Anissa is already defeating Hatake, simply with the control of The Ender Clocks at her fingertips… Like they aren’t my creations, to begin with… My people!”He then froze. That smart grin. “Oh, but there is more… I constantly farm these things from my blood… She’s coming, alright.”Kizar

HIRAM’S PRISON, SOMETIME AGO. Within a huge rubble of giant black rocks and smoke, Charles and Colonel, with wounds, crouched beside a group of fallen pillars. Charles held The Fathering Blade. He faced the other man. “You know, I think you should take the sword.” “You have no idea what you are saying, boy.” Colonel shook his head, lightly pushing Charles. “I killed a lot of people for that power, and you think you, who is the son of the true wielder of that weapon.” “Farouk is already gone... He’s at The Earth Multiverse, saving our lives. You should have The Fathering Blade.” “I have nothing to worry about concerning Hiram’s escape just now, with you by my side.” Charles smiled. “You and Sasuke have a chance of using this fathering blade to work with Hiram... Funny enough, it can actually kill Hiram, because he made it to kill other versions of himself, just in case they come in here, without his death.” The speaker tucked the weapon into Colonel’s hand. Colonel still frowned.

VALIANT.“I hate the fact I have to do this, Sasuke.” A male voice spoke. “But Conditor will be going down by the might of my blade.”Within the huge onyx shaded purple-fumes filled place, Colonel was beside Sasuke. The two floated, with Colonel holding Sasuke.The marauder had lavender glowing veins. They coated his face.Opposite the duo, by a distance, Hiram’s body remained still mid-air. The guy had a huge cavity in his face. The indigo blood.Colonel shook his head. He faced Sasuke. “Your plan to defeat Hiram actually worked.”“Our plan.” Sasuke’s weak groan. “We are literally the strongest beings in this Minecraft world, but I’m too weak to defeat Conditor, especially because of this fight.”“Then leave this to me.” The other frowned. Seven approached them.He held his father. “We’ve done a great work, father.” The speaker’s glee. “Colonel, take the wheel.”Mamba flew to the three. Far off, ahead off them and Hiram, was Conditor, of course in Cracker’s body.The monarch’s grin.

NB: AFTER STUDYING THE FLOW OF THIS BOOK IN TERMS OF CHARACTERS, MABEL, WHO IS KNOWN AS “SOVEREIGN” TOO, IS GOING TO BE ONLY CALLED SOVEREIGN.LET’S GO WITH THIS CHAPTER…***THE BANISHED MACE.Within a huge blue purple glowing void, an armoured average fair-skinned male of average height with short curly hair, a chiseled face and red-eyes, stood there. His shining black heavy chestplate. Calm "whooshing" sounds circled around the cold place.Behind the fit-build guy was a floating lavender gem, coated with flames. A male sigh came from it. “Craig, are you serious?”“About facing Cassandra, I don’t think I have a choice.” The guy there faced the item. “Hiram, you have no idea what you are doing here, do you…? I’m your warden.”“Doesn’t mean you have to kill assets, Craig.” Hiram cut in. “When I get out of this cage, I will kill you.”“Yeah, well that’s the thing.” Craig’s wicked grin. “You’re trapped inside this mace.”A giant heavily detailed grey steampunk mace floated to his hand -