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**Ender's Awakening**
*Yawns*
A young boy awakens after being washed up on the shores of an unknown landmass. Island or continental mass he is not sure, quite frankly the boy does not care. Sitting up he rubs his eyes as he glances around the area.
"Where am I?"
Unable to get his bearings he stood up with unsteady steps and nearly fell back into the sand again. Regaining his balance, the boy stands still for a minute to regain his clarity and rid himself of his lightheadedness.
Looking down both directions the beach leads, the ocean to his front, and finally the sea of tropical trees behind him. The boy is unsure of what he should be doing or where to go. Before he can advance anywhere...
*rumble*
His stomach begins to rumble. He looks down and rubs tummy with his left hand.
"Hungry..."
The boy is hungry and it is unknown how long he had been drifting before he had washed up on this beach. In fear of starvation the boy immediately went to scrounge up some food to sate his hunger.
Luckily he did not have to search for long and found some bananas in a tree nearby, but is at a loss on how to get them. Climb the tree? Tempting, but he had never climbed a tree before... He thinks.
In frustration he kicks the tree with a sigh and...
*Thump!*
The bananas fall from the tree and land on the ground at the base of the tree. He jumps for joy before grabbing the bananas.
"Yay!"
The boy starts peeling and eating the bananas with gusto. In a short 5 minutes all of the bananas have been consumed. He leans back against the tree and sighs in satisfaction. Although it's not the most nutritious meal he's not complaining as long as he isn't starving to death.
"Full..."
After relaxing around lazily for 15 minutes, he stands up and looks around. At the moment he cannot do much but wander around and investigate his surroundings. Either to find a settlement or somewhere to take shelter.
On the beach where he awoken he notices a strange object shining in the late morning light. It's appearance being cubic in nature.
"What's this?"
Walking over, he knees down and takes the item into his hand and examines it. It looks like a strange brownish box with a number of colorful squares glowing in different colors.
[Command Block has detected owner, Ender. Initializing merging process...]
"Huh?"
He shields his eyes with his right arm as the "Command Block" begins to shine with a blinding light.
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**Command Block's Function: Creative Crafting System.**
When Ender un-shields his eyes he finds that the so called "Command Block" has vanished from his hand and a strange tattoo appears on the back of his left hand. It looks like a purple flower like symbol.
"Flower? Where is the command block?"
Following a strange compelling feeling Ender rubs the tattoo with his right hand and is surprised when it flashes, causing a transparent screen to appear.
There was a dull grey screen with a smaller black screen with a illustration of what appears to be a boy, specifically Ender himself.
"Is that me?"
He looks at his picture to find a boy with cute features. His hair is black, the pupils of his eyes a mesmerizing purple. His whole outfit is black. Black t-shirt, pants, shoes.
It seemed his preferences are tied to the color black but he does not care otherwise.
To the right of his picture are 4 squares in a 4x4 pattern with an arrow pointing at another single square. Above the 4 squares "Crafting" is written.
Below both the picture and the crafting slots, in a 9x3 pattern are 27 empty block slots. Below them are another 9 empty block slots.
He can see another grey window to the left of this inventory menu that is called Creative Resources. Clicking on a random image on the creative page he spotted a bucket of milk and clicks on it.
The bucket of milk appears in the inventory hotbar. Clicking on it again the bucket of milk appears in hus hand startling him, nearly causing him to spill it. Unlike the blocky, pixelated look in the menu, it was a real and smooth round bucket.
"Cool!" Ender tips the bucket up and starts gulping the milk down and finishes the bucket in seconds. He burps in satisfaction.
"Tasty!"
After enjoying the bucket full of milk he tosses the bucket aside and watches as it bursts into purple particles and fade into nothingness. Ender could not help but comment...
"Environment friendly. Not litter..."
He nods his head. Ender starts messing with the system and learns a few useful details about it. He can only call in component resources and must craft items, not just get them. Resources are limitless so he can craft to his heart's content.
Waste is never lefted behind and disolves into Ender Particles, or the special energy flowing through beings of the End, just like Ender himself.
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**Ender's True Nature.**
After coming to an understanding about his Creative Crafting System, or CCS for short. It had been a few hours. He had taken the time to read up on each resource to understand what they meant and potential uses. There are some basic recipes so he isn't completely going blind. He also notices the folder labelled "Mods" has things different from the normal content.
Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions.
According to the parameters outside recipes can be recorded into the system for use. Learning to craft firearms is not an impossibility.
Back on the inventory screen Ender found a sub-menu hidden within his portrait that displays some information about himself. Clicking on it he reads the info.
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Ender.
Species: Endermen.
Age: 5.
Gender: Male.
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Racial Skills:
EnderBlink - A racial ability that allows an Endermen to bend space to teleport to and from. When used purple flower petal-like particles are left in the wake that make a beautiful sight.
EnderGaze - A racial ability that causes whoever is hostile to the Endermen's eyes to be intimidated and have lower combat ability against them.
EnderCloak - A racial skill that allows an Endermen to bend the space around them to conceal their presence. Until completely mastered, particles appear when the concealed Endermen is in motion.
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Apparently Ender is a being known as an Enderman who had been humanized. This meant that the original weaknesses of an Endermen no longer faze him. Such weaknesses consists of the repulsion of water and the impulsive need to violently maim anyone who gazes into their eyes.
Whether such weaknesses are fatal to him or not, he does not know. But nonetheless he is delighted to not possess such debilitating weaknesses.
The skills themselves are quite nice and Ender wants to learn how to use them as soon as possible. He can run away, hide or give any mean bullies a scary glare!
Beware the Endermen!
*Rawr!*
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**Blinking into Exhaustion.**
After learning about his 3 abilities. Ender decides to make an effort of learning to put those skills into action. The thought of being able to bend space to his will and teleport around freely is exciting to him. If one were to closely look into Ender's eyes they would see the. Sparkling excitedly. Even if his blank, supposedly emotionless face betrays otherwise.
It's not that Ender lacks emotions. He just does not comprehend or know how to express them. He was just born after all.
Looking directly at a nearby tree, Ender narrows his eyes and focuses on the tree while ignoring everything else...
*Zip!*
*Thud!*
"Ow..."
Ender vanishes leaving behind the familiar purple particles and reappears, slamming face first into the tree and falling to the ground, holding his face in pain.
He had successfully blinked to his target but the landing left alot to be desired. But it was a successful blink. Now after the first blink he feels that the next ones will become more refined and instinctive.
It is a natural racial ability after all.
He blinks around his cozy beach area for fun, never seeming to get tired of it.
*Zip!*
He blinks down the beach 30m.
*Zip!*
He blinks up onto a high branch of a tree.
*Zip!*
He blinks to a pretty little seashell and pockets it.
*Zip!*
Ender blinks in front of a forest monkey and startles it enough to fall from the tree.
"Teehehehe!"
Ender laughs, yet with his constantly blank face void of emotions it looks and sounds quite strange. The monkey shakes it's fist furiously at Ender before fleeing into the forest.
"Bye-bye money!" Ender waves the scampering monkey off.
*Zip!*
*Zip!*
*Zip!*
*...*
Needless to say, Ender had all but mastered his [EnderBlink] ability in a short few hours, just in time for lunch at noon. All of the blinking around has gotten him a little hungry do he is in need of a meal.
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**Ender Discover's Crafting from the Almighty Voice in his Head!**
"Hungry again..."
Ender runs his tummy as it starts to rumble again. Looking around he finds a few more banana trees and trees with coconuts on them, but he had a craving for something else.
*Zip!*
Ender blinks into the shade of a tree at the edge of the beach in a sitting posture and opens up his Crafting Interface. While looking at the Creative pages he had noticed a few raw meats that look to be delectable if cooked.
He clicks on the image of [Raw Chicken] and one appears in the first hotkey slot. Willing the raw chicken into his hand it immediately appears out of thin air and he quickly snatches it up so it doesn't fall.
"Hm... How do I cook it? Is it tasty raw?"
Ender isn't sure what to do. Sure he can eat it raw, but his instincts tell him it isn't a very good idea to do.
{I would recommend you craft a Crafting Table and then craft a Furnace.}
Ender nods and says, "Okay," before following the advice of the strange robotic voice in his head.
{... Are you not surprised to hear me speaking or at least a bit curious about whom I am?}
"No..."
{Oh... Well, sorry for, you know, not being interesting and all that...}
The strange voice in Ender's head says sadly, almost sounding as if it were sulking. Ender tilts his head cutely in thought before humoring the pitiful voice.
"Who?"
{On no, please do not feel obligated to ask or anything... But if you must know, I am the guide of your Creative Crafting System. In fact I am comprised of the memories of the human soul that dwells within your Enderman body. The cycle of reincarnation is absolute so no one can retain their memories normally.
However by creating a system interface such as myself, your memories of your past life were used as a basis. So to put it simply. I am your past life's memories formed as the foundation of your crafting system's guide. You cannot access these memories, however I can advise you in your quest to harness the CCS to it's full potential.}
Ender nods understandingly. Or at least the CCS guide thinks he understands. Sadly it does not have a mental link to his thoughts despite being connected.
"...I'll call you Steve."
{... That is oddly ironic considering the Minecraft default is... Nevermind! I'd prefer a more feminine name please.}
"... Stevette?"
{...}
The CCS sighs. If Ender could see her she would be facepalming hard at his dense and terrible naming sense.
{You know what. I'll give myself a name. I'll be Ada! Don't forget it!}
Ender waves a hand lazily.
"Hi Ada."
{Sigh...}
Ignoring the feminine voice in his head, despite not understanding the revelation that he was a female in his past life, Ender browses through the recipe lists until he finds the recipe for a crafting table.
"To make a crafting table I need 4 planks of any kind..."
I takes 4 planks from the creative menu and sets them up in the 4 crafting slots in the inventory screen. A picture of a crafting table appears in the results box. Clicking on the crafting table it appears in his hotbar.
"Easy, I crafted it!"
{Bravo! Now use the crafting table to make a furnace.}
Ender nods and calls out the surprisingly hefty crafting table. Laying it down next to the tree. He looks up the recipe for the furnace and gathers the resources.
"Arrange these stones like this and..."
He arranges the materials and is happy to see the image of the furnace in the results slot. He takes out the furnace and sets it up next to the crafting table.
*Rumble*
"Hungry..."
He puts the raw chicken into the furnace and waits silently.
"... It's not cooking?"
{Are you serious?}
Ender tilts his head in confusion.
"What did I do wrong?"
{... Sigh! If you weren't so adorable I would... Arg! Put coal in the furnace!}
"Kay!"
Ender puts coal into the furnace and hums happily as he watches the chicken cook. A minute later the fire stops and [Raw Chicken] becomes [Cooked Chicken].
"Smells yummy!" Ender says as he sniffs the cooked chicken in his hand, his mouth watering fron the fragrance. Without waiting anymore he starts tearing into the chicken with gusto and finishes the birds in seconds.
"Tastier than the nanners." Ender says. While fruits are great and all, nothing is more filling than a scrumptious chicken dinner.
Ender proceeds to cook and eat 3 more chickens before his hunger is satisfied. Ada is shocked at how much he could eat.
{Did I... Or he just eat 4 full chickens!? What kind of world did I... we end up in where a child can eat more than a grown ass man?}
She is shocked at how much he reincarnation ate for a simple lunch meal. Ada had heard of people reincarnating in certain anime worlds where the protagonists eat enough for 20 people!
{Oh god! Please don't let us be in Dragon Ball! The Earth gets demolished every other season!}
Ada can feel herself feeling panicked. She is worried about where she... He... They ended up. There is no denying that where ever Ender had been born it will have it's own share of dangers. But the scale of danger is unknown to them.
{Okay, it might not be that bad. Ender has the potential to be OP if he can put in the effort. I will need to guide him properly.}
Watching Ender silently play with the crafting interface. Ada silently comes to a decision.
{Ender!}
"Yes?" He replies, stopping what he was doing.
{There is something I want to experiment with involving the CCS...}
To be continued...