ROLECRAFT HIGH MOD CHAT
Karlwashere: WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!
Jionthegreat: ?
MODENNIS: WTH are you talking about, Karl?
Karlwashere: THIS!
LillytheGirlMod: whut is that?
Jionthegreat: DID SOMEONE DOWNLOAD A MOD!?!!1!?L!?!?!"??@l!"L???
Jionthegreat: WHO DID IT?!
Karlwashere: That's just it. The code is the same. No mods were added. No updates. No patches. Nada.
MODENNIS: Hold on... checking.
MODENNIS: I am looking at it rn. Carl is right. The code is normal. Should we contact Mojang?
LillytheGirlMod: and tell Mojang what? That some hacker downloaded a weird ass mod onto the server and we can't fucking find it in the code?? nah. Let's dig deeper into this before sending panic emails.
PraiseNotch: Bro, are we hacked?
Karlwashere: I don't fucking know. But this isn't just some glitch. These soldiers came through a legit gate, and it looked like... idk... Skyrim or Fallout NPCs? But they were... too real. They bled, Notch. BLEEDING in Minecraft.
Jionthegreat: DUDE?! Real blood in Minecraft? Wtf even is this? Are we being pranked?
LillytheGirlMod: That's not even possible, right? No one's rigged Minecraft for hyper-realistic gore mods, not like that.
MODENNIS: Even if someone did, it would show up in the logs. There's nothing. The server's clean.
SlovakianMinecrafter: My internet nearly died. Yet I could move during the attack. Like, where is this lag? How are people still playing?
Karlwashere: I thought my PC was gonna explode. This doesn't even make sense. We should all be lagging to hell with this kind of crap rendering in real-time. But somehow, it's stable for most players.
MODENNIS: Some kind of hardware bypass? But how could it run without crashing everyone's setups?
Karlwashere: Not even joking, it felt like a fucking movie. I mean, real fucking humans charging into Minecraft. They moved fast, bled out when we hit them. This isn't some pre-rendered shit.
BobtheCrafter: Yeah, and they're not just in Endertown anymore. I have some bad news.
MODENNIS: What now?
BobtheCrafter: The Roman-like soldiers? Yeah, they're sending out more armies. I just got confirmation—some of them are heading toward Craftia and the other settlements.
Jionthegreat: This can't be real. There's no way a random mod like this would auto-spawn armies and direct them toward other players.
BobtheCrafter: Oh, it gets worse. There's another army, but I lost track of them. Gimme a sec, I'll see if I can find them again.
LillytheGirlMod: ok but hold up. how is this even happening? Like, what exactly did we see come out of that gate?
MODENNIS: I'm checking the logs right now. There's no record of anything that looks like this. It's like the game's running something... but it's invisible in the code.
Karlwashere: That's impossible. You can't run something like this without some kind of signature, right?
MODENNIS: Yeah. but there is nothing. Nada. This gate shouldn't fucking exist.
PraiseNotch: Yeah, and players aren't permadeath-ing either, right? They're respawning like normal. No life counters ticking down or anything, thank god.
LillytheGirlMod: imagine if we had permadeath ON rn. jeez. we'd lose half the server.
Karlwashere: Honestly thankful we don't have any big YouTubers in the area. Can you imagine the shitstorm if this leaked? They'd be live-streaming the whole thing, turning it into some conspiracy theory drama.
BobtheCrafter: Yeah, but how long until someone catches wind of this? Players are freaking out in proximity chat. We're gonna have to deal with some kind of fallout.
MODENNIS: Focus on containment for now. I don't want this spiraling out of control. We gotta figure out what the hell is going on before someone else does.
Sexyman555: Okay, hold up. I think I found something in the code.
LillytheGirlMod: FINALLY, some answers. What is it?
Sexyman555: There's... something weird. A chunk of code that shouldn't be here. It's not like anything I've seen before.
Karlwashere: Is it connected to the gate?
Sexyman555: Yeah. But it's not just the gate. There's more to it. It's like the game's being patched from an external source... but the source is blank. Like, it doesn't exist.
MODENNIS: Are you saying we're dealing with a ghost mod?
Sexyman555: It's like that. I'm gonna try and trace it. Might take me a bit though. If this is coming from outside, we might have bigger problems. I need to check something real quick.
MODENNIS: Wait, you're logging off? Now?
Sexyman555: Don't worry. I'll be back. I just need to see something. BRB.
LillytheGirlMod: don't leave us hangin dude wtf
Sexyman555 flew off...
Jionthegreat: Bro, that guy loves his mysteries too much. I bet he's already neck-deep in code.
PraiseNotch: Seriously though, if there's no record of this, and the source is blank... how the fuck is it happening?
MODENNIS: We're in some kind of deep glitch, or someone's hacked our server. I still don't know how it's possible for this to run without blowing up half the PCs connected.
BobtheCrafter: Found the army.
LillytheGirlMod: fuck, that was fast
Karlwashere: Where are they?
BobtheCrafter: Looks like they're near the west forest, just outside the border. Wither City is next in their path. They're still marching.
MODENNIS: Do they look the same?
BobtheCrafter: Yep. Same as the Endertown group. Full-on Roman cosplay, but with more horses and siege equipment. They're too detailed, and I mean way too detailed. You can see the reflections in their armor. Minecraft doesn't do reflections like that.
SlovakianMinecrafter: That's so fucked up. I'm getting FPS drops just hearing about it.
MODENNIS: Bob, be careful if you're gonna engage. We don't know how many glitches this thing might trigger.
Karlwashere: Bob, seriously, don't do anything dumb.
BobtheCrafter: Relax, I'm just gonna scout. I've got full diamond gear. I'll be fine.
LillytheGirlMod: I've seen you die in iron to a stray skeleton. chill.
BobtheCrafter: That was one time, Lilly. One time.
Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.
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BobtheCrafter POV
I sprinted through the forest, trees whipping past me, the familiar landscape of Minecraft blurring together. My diamond armor clinked with every step, and I kept my sword at the ready. I could feel the tension building in my chest as I neared the edge of the West Forest. I hadn't seen the army yet, but I knew they were out there the blood of one falling of a block proved that.
These things that shouldn't exist. I thought to myself.
"Alright, just a bunch of NPCs, nothing to worry about," I muttered to myself, trying to stay calm. "Just scout, report back, and don't do anything dumb."
The trees began to thin out, and soon, the forest gave way to a large clearing. I stopped dead in my tracks. There they were.
Rows upon rows of soldiers, just like the ones Karl described—gleaming, too-realistic armor, banners flapping in the wind. Some were on horseback, others marching with shields and spears. The world around them seemed too simple, too blocky, for their presence. It was like someone had pasted a scene from a completely different game into this world.
"Jesus…" I whispered, feeling a headache coming on.
At first, they didn't notice me. They were too busy preparing—organizing into formations, positioning siege equipment that was way too detailed to be used in most games outside a cutscene or only in next gen games. I crouched behind a hill, peeking over the top. If this was some kind of weird mod, it was the most insane thing I'd ever seen. My brain kept flashing back to one thought: This should not exist.
I tried typing in the mod chat.
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BobtheCrafter: holy shit. there's way more than I thought.
MODENNIS: Stay back. Don't engage unless necessary.
LillytheGirlMod: be careful idiot!
BobtheCrafter: yeah, yeah, I got it. gonna get closer.
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I closed the chat and took a deep breath. Slowly, I edged around the side of the hill, trying to get a better view. There was a path leading straight to the main road, right where Wither City was.
No way I could let them get that far.
Alright. Time to do something stupid.
I ran straight toward the back of their formation. The moment I cleared the hill, one of the soldiers spotted me. I could see his head snap in my direction—his eyes locking onto me. But it wasn't the blank, pixelated stare of a normal NPC. It was... focused. Too focused. Like a real person. That unnerved me for a split second, but I shook it off.
"Come on, they are just NPCs," I muttered.
I drew my sword and charged at the closest group. Their reaction was immediate—a horn sounded, and suddenly, the entire army was in motion. Shields were raised, and the first line of soldiers moved to meet me.
I swung my sword, and it hit the first soldier square in the chest. The hit should've sent him flying, but instead, he staggered back, bleeding. Real blood spurted from the wound—too red, too viscous. He let out a pained scream that sent a chill down my spine.
Not supposed to happen.
They weren't dropping items like they should. No loot, no gear. Just... bodies. Real, lifeless bodies.
A spear clanged off my armor, nearly knocking me off balance. Another soldier lunged at me, and I swung my sword in a wide arc, taking out two of them. But more were coming. Fast.
"Fxck! There's too many of them!" I cursed under my breath, spinning around as the soldiers began to surround me.
I wasn't going to last much longer. They were closing in, and my health was starting to dip. The edges of my screen pulsed red which wasn't supposed to happen.
"Fxck this," I muttered, slamming my fingers on the keyboard.
I quickly typed in the command: /gamemode creative.
The soldiers paused for a split second, like they could sense something had changed. I shot into the air, flying above them, and in a few quick moves, I started building.
Obsidian walls appeared around them in seconds. High and thick. The soldiers ran toward the edges, banging their shields against the obsidian, but there was no way they were getting through. I boxed them in completely, trapping them inside a massive, unbreakable prison.
I hovered over them, sealing them in with an Obsidian roof. "Yeah, try and break out of that," I muttered.
For a moment, everything was still. They were trapped, and I could breathe again.
Now, time to figure out what the hell these NPCs are.
I floated down into the enclosure, standing face-to-face with one of the soldiers. He glared at me, his eyes wide with a mix of anger and fear. His armor was dented where I'd hit him, blood staining the metal. He clutched his side, wincing.
"Alright, let's see what makes you tick," I said to no one in particular
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I reached for the code inspector tool. I clicked on the soldier in front of me, expecting to see some kind of script or ID file that would explain what kind of mod this was.
But instead, the moment I clicked, the soldier let out a scream.
It wasn't the usual sound bite from Minecraft or from any other game. It was... real. Human. Agonizing.
He dropped to his knees, clutching his head, his body convulsing like he was having a seizure. My stomach twisted. This was wrong. This was all wrong.
The screen flickered. His body started to glitch—his form warping and distorting, like his pixels were being torn apart. His arms stretched unnaturally, his face flickering between different expressions. The sound—God, the sound—was like static mixed with screams.
"Stop… stop, fxck, stop!" I shouted, clicking out of the code inspector. But the damage was done.
Suddenly, the glitching stopped. The soldier collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, his face pale. And then... he cried.
Tears streamed down his face. Real, human tears. His sobs were quiet at first, but they grew louder as he curled into himself, shaking.
The other NPCs—no, not NPCs, humans—were staring at me now. Wide-eyed, terrified. One of them, a man wearing what looked like mage robes, stepped forward and said something in that same foreign language. But this time, I caught a word. Deus.
My blood ran cold.
I didn't know Latin, but I knew Deus. It was from one of those RPGs I'd played a while back. It meant… god.
"What?" I muttered, my voice shaking. "I'm not a... I'm not a god. You're just NPCs. You're just... code."
The mage said it again, more forcefully this time but not to me but the other soldiers. Deus. The others murmured, fear evident in their voices.
I stumbled back nearly falling off my chair, my hands trembling. My mind raced. Someone must've added AI—some insanely advanced AI—to the game. But even then… AI doesn't feel. It doesn't scream in pain. It doesn't cry.
I had to know more.
I reached for the code inspector again, hesitant this time. I clicked on the soldier I'd just hurt, bracing myself for whatever nightmare I might see.
But when the screen loaded, there was nothing. No ID. No script. No mod file. No metadata. Just one line.
FILE NOT FOUND.