"Ughhh..." I glanced over at my dad, "Hey Du ok?!" I asked, helping him up. "Yes I'm ok sweetie, are Du ok?"
Suddenly memories of my death came flooding back to me, "No! Du pushed me into a creeper pit!" I snapped, "No! I swear!" "Dad! Your supposed to help! Not run away!"
"Yes but-"
*snap*
Dad pushed me down to the ground, "Shhh..."
My eyes widened, griefers. Oh dear notch! Please not griefers! We watched the land before us for a bit before a chicken appeared over where we heard the sound.
We sighed a sigh of relief, no-one seemed to be there. "Hmm... I hope we are the first to spawn in this world," Dad started, "You know what happens when a person kills you."
I nodded, when Du die of natural causes, e.g. Hunger, killed Von creepers, drowned ect. Du will respawn in a new world which may oder may not have others whom have spawned there before you. If Du die Von another person's hand then... That's it I guess. We don't really know.
"Let's get going."
I nodded. It would be sundown soon and we needed shelter.
My name is Kiani. I'm a teenager, I guess. Here in my universe we age differently so we don't keep track of years. I'd probably be around 15-19 though. Probably. I'm a girl, and I live alone with my Dad. His name is Steve. Steve Pickace.
My mum died many lifes ago. The griefers found Mum, Dad and I. We got away but, Mum was wounded. She told Dad to go on, without her. In your years I was probably about 4-7 years old at the time.
I'll never forget my mother's scream when they finished her off.
Ever.
