Chapter 3 Mods and Mobs

There was stillness in the stone planes no life no water no deviation of any kind except two the first a small speck that had no substance no life but clung to the process of living so much the Wild responded to its will as it snored on the stone floor lying down with the human shaped void it formed with the belief of its presence.

The second a small distortion of air that reflected and refracted the light from the aurora above as a small river of lava boiled up from the pressure building bellow heating a slowly growing patch of stone on the surface as the stone gathered more heat they grew softer until the strength and weight of the stone was no longer able to hold back the pressure from below. And with a grate cracking noise the stone shattered as lava and ash exploded from the stone as it rose up from the nether.

Sssngggggh swwdwdwdwdwdw Snnggggggh swdwdwdw Crack Boom. No I Was not a sleep you where the one who was sleeping. With nothing responding to him Onec looked around for the sound that had startled him. Why is there a cloud of square shaped stone blocks flying in the air and lava poring out of a ravine like crack in the planes a few chunks over. Posing this question to the air Onec expected no answer and in return received non.

O well when the lava cools there will be a new volcanic mountain if there was a water cycle I could just let this volcano create a volcanic island or something. Saying that Onec stood up to walk away before the meter squares of stone fell to the ground hitting him or worse burying where he was. Not that being entomb in the ground wood hurt him like it did last time. He had had access to the pain fog the last time and used it to change his body so that being buried alive was not an issue next time.

Onec looked at the vaguely human shaped distortion ripple that was his body. Any time I try to change how I look I get hit in the head by the bet I lost. The right to pick what I look like in my next life. Yea just like that.

Sigh at least I can use the pain fog to make working structures in my body that do things like an organ that stores a weeks worth of air for my body to use if I lose access to oxygen or find my self in toxic air my solution to being buried alive.

You know if this place had one meter of water around the entire planet it would have gone down a micro meter as some of the water flowed into the ravine behind as a little micro ocean formed I wonder if there is a fault line her or something.

Onec stopped walking his right foot stumbling to the ground forcing him to catch himself as an idea hits him. Wait all cycles are connected the geological the water and the biological cycles are connected one effect and stimulates the others first I need to have movement in the geological cycle then I can have movement in the water cycle from the water cycle I can introduce plants from plants animals then I can focus on having fun playing the little sand box game I have maid for my self.

Finally inspiration I knew talking a walk would get the brain going. Changing directions Onec went back to the only place on Onecheimr where the pan fog runs thick the magnetic pole.

{the end over Onecheimr}

emptiness, loss, pain this I knew. I have had these three sensations unchanging for so long I remember nothing else. To no longer have pain bring my emptiness and loss to the for ground of my thought before having any kind of change brings some memory of comfort or tacking away of pain. Like a mothers touch or a husbands kiss.

Soddenly the wyld rushed around her flowing threw and past her chained to anthers power and intent pulling images into her awareness first the core of a world with a structure unknown at the vary center surrounded by molten iron with traces of gold filled with the power of electricity and magnetism as the various layers of the core spun and coiled creating a magnetic field so power full it created a magnetic aurora around the whole planet. An aurora that pulled in the pain fog converted it into mater and then fussed that matter into larger matter as it pulled every thing to the poles like a current in the ocean. Once at the poles the aurora descended fallowing the magnetic field back into the core creating a phenomenon like a laser drilling into the ground this image is helped by this pillar is the only point in the aurora where Iron and nickle gets fused pulling energy out of the air ground and aurora to fuel the process before being pushed underground forming large icy balls of iron nickle and any other matter drawn by the aurora into the aperture mostly gasses in the air.

When the ice balls hit the bottom of the pole aperture it smashes the balls that came before and gets smashed in return by the ones behind it. Forming a shape like the one made by bubbles on soupy water under a faucet. Soon the ice would melt leaving porous honeycomb material with most of the gasses finding there way out the top of wale the liquids and other materials would be slowly compounded into a lose stony plate before getting pushed along the bottom lair melting into the stone some of them however have enough heat redistribution properties to form a layer that melts the ice from the poles forming a pocket of livable ever changing tunnels on top of the molten magma bellow. The nether with that name entering her mind images of a game how that little world worked and how the one guiding this wanted that little space right above the molten magma wanted the planet to conform to the nature of the space in that game.

And she watch the world shift things in the back round for things to work that way.

Above a different name the over world full of oceans and rivers and as the two continental crusts moved away from the poles separated and seethed full of flora and fauna before falling into the equatorial ocean. Until the equator where a line of gagged cliffs rose from the uprising of the ground at the point where the southern and northern continental plates plowed into each other and the magnetic field of the planet asserted its dominance by forcing the large amounts of disturbed up to form the gagged peaks before pulling harder and lifting the tops of the mountains of the ground and into the air higher and higher until they joined the low end.

The low end is where a large concession starts where things changed from the game the low end is merely a group of floating Islands with flora and fauna from the over world nether and end. Something about a sky block challenge with one primary difference the builders home had a star governing the day and night. Her the light came from the planetary aurora as she could clearly see despite the wyld around her shifting nature around her a secondary intended purpose of the large number of floating land masses of the low end is to block the light from the aurora forming a different sort of dark and light cycle not a vary regular one to be fare.

Then came the shifting of the high end or true end where the stone islands floated a midst the bands of the aurora and where backed and changed by the energy abounding them. In the original game the end was a black star filled expanse with floating stones in the world being it was vary much not dark.

With the end of the change around her as the change the being that had maid this world finished his change she was left remembering the fall. How her home was invaded and the only way to for some of her people to survive the conflict was to flea to every elemental plain of existence in the hopes that some survived the thousands that went into the Wyldland only had pain to great them as there vary selves where forgotten now remembering herself. She looked around to see.

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A bastion of order in the sea of chaos the Wild in forced looking up into the depths of the Wyldlands she could see her brothers and sisters consumed by there pain and scattered being drawn by the vary pull this planet enforced on the Wyld.

If the price of tacking away are pain is to help entertain the maker of this place than that is a price well worth it. Said the little blip of soul to herself as she tried to figure out where the builder of this place could be now. As she waited for some of her brothers and sisters to fall down to this world.

{the over world of Onecheimr}

over world just dose not have the same ring to it when the end is gust over head and the only thing the over world is above is the nether thought Onec as he feed stone into the pain fog captured in his crafting table in order to convert it into lime stone before tacking that same lime stone and feeding it back into the crafting table converting it into bone fragments bone fragments he then feed back into the crafting table to grind into bone meal.

He did like the actual reason for the build limit if blocks get to high the ground around that area gets pulled into the air and joins the land masses in the magnetic layer he is referring to as the low end or the sky block challenge.

Holding the bone meal in his hands he looked down at his crafting table a simple wooden meter cube with a three by three grid on it. And a small collection of tools on its side. The important bit of this block is the unseen contained pain fog stored inside it that he could use to convert one thing into another. The only thing determining what he can turn what into what is if he can imagine a recipe that conforms with M...

Onec’s attention is immediately zoomed into an apple that is drifting way from the apple tree it was growing on before being planted into the ground at the edge of the growing dirt patch he was testing. Right next to the oak acorn and the Burch string beans.

Right so that is happening I would blame ender men but I have not gotten around to making mobs yet I wanted to have the flora of all of the three dimensions up to snuff before introducing Fauna. The fact I stuffed three dimensions worth of plant life on one planet is besides the point. You know what I am almost done lets just finish before getting side tracked.

Tacking the stack of bone meal he had converted from stone Onec gets to the center of his batch of green ground and puts the bone meal into the distributor his fancy name for a dispenser that spits out an entire stack of something over a wide area. And watched the bone meal ecsellerat time as fare as he is concerned.

First moss grows on wet stone forming a green carpet. Then mold and or tiny insects come and eat the moss turning it into bio mater then come the mushrooms to turn that bio mater into dirt one centimeter high that grass can grow in. before eventually dying to be eaten by mycelium into another layer of dirt until the dirt is thick enough for a bush to grow a bush with its large leaves that catch the water in the air and let it drip down into the soil bellow watering it and wetting the stones further away continuing the cycle and accelerating the layering of soil growth by dropping its leaves when the grass dies giving more material for the mycelium to eat.

And under the effects of the bone meal soon the bushes die leaving there bodies for the mycelium to turn into dirt creating more layers until there is enough room for larger and larger treas that produce more water until there are soon rivers flowing to the ocean in the distance carving a path in the dirt and stone bringing material to the ocean. Ocean life on his agenda soon.

Since his answer to not halving manually terraform every time he moved to a new chunk seemed to be working. Onec looked up at the sky block with a giant tree on it that was curently raining water and various other things several chunks over creating a mossy mess that was dying out before it could realy take as the sky block moved pulled around by the Onecheimrs magnetic field.

Ok forest biom complete time to see what has been moving things on me. With this in mind Onec started walking around his little forest patch as the bone meal fast time slowed down and even seeing another seed start floating away from a tree to the edge of the patch he could not see what caused it. Pain fog weirdness time. Said Onec before looking around one more time to see if there was more going on not.

Sigh Pain fog weirdness time. Sighed Onec as he turned back to the crafting table. On returning to it after his walk half way around the little forest patch he put his left hand on the crafting table and started to feed the table his last stack of stone one block at a time. Pulling the pain fog that was generated from braking down the stone into his right. The stack converted and an appropriate amount of pain fog left in the crafting table for use latter. Onec walked away form the table to not accidentally consume the free pain fog.

Now an image this pain fog weirdness seems to work better when I have a good image. My earlier problems with my planet being super flat and stagnate as an example. I want to see something I cant see right now. Do I go for the third eye or something else. Lets try third eye first.

Soon Onec emptied his mind and then started to solidify an image in his mind about a third eye.

You lost the right to pick what I look like in my next life.

The intrusive and painful thought burst his mental picture like slap to the face so hard he almost fumbled the pain fog in his hands. O come on. Since I do not get too choose what I look like but you do can I at least know if I get to have a human shape. No sooner had the words left his mouth that his visually distorted form took on darker almost human shape he could feel he used to have his old proportions as if the world around was responding to his instinct now his perportions felt of but looking at the shadowy impression he had on the world around him it looked mostly human it did feel like he was only balanced when standing on his tows but he would get used to that eventually.

Right going back to the drawing board on making it so I can see that which has no form. Without changing how I look. Hmm the eyes are the windows of the soul and when you stare into the abyss the abyss stares back. That could work closing his eyes Onec concentrated on the eyes are the windows of the soul as he imagined a bottomless void that stared into the world seeing all and reveling his true self to the world. With the image firmly in his mind Onec takes the pain fog in his hands and attaches the fog to the image in his mind before willing the image to bee so. The pain makes his eyes feel like his eyes are melting until the fog is gone and the pain stops

opening his eyes to find nothing much has changed before shrugging and with his eyes open images himself going to the abyss and OPENS HIS EYES. The change is immediate he can see the heat in the air he can see various forms of energy pervading the aria around him he can see slight tendrils of the pain fog drifting around and he can see little energetic sparks hovering around seeming to beat with an inner fire with a single one looking like a slim female of a human like race with no distinct features. In fact its shape would not tell him its gender he just knows it a girl whatever it is.

He can see it trying to speak but he can hear nothing coming from her mouth. But his sight tells him fare more than he would have ever dreamed. He can see her happiness he can see her hope for her people he can see her need to please him in fear of loosing something he is giving her and her people. After a moment he looks away from the abyss and his vision of her the little sparks of light and the energy around him fades. But before he looked away from the abyss he could see she could see his confusion and that he could see her emotions want and desires.

I need to be more careful about what I imagine I am not making an ear equivalent to that to much chance to drive me insane. Now what to do I think I need to work on my fauna a little earlier than planned. Whelp back to the pole I go. So saying Onec picked up his crafting table hoisting it up on his shoulder almost tripping as he had to get used to the new balance of his body and started walking. Hm do I want to make spawners or spawn eggs.

Opening his eyes he could see hundreds of the little lights around him most of them not as formed as the girl but he could see a boy and a few more girls in the mob around him. Spawners it is more involved but one and done on my end well two and done I should make on for boys and girls simpler that way now I need to consider what to kind of body to give these people. Thought Onec as he closed his inner eyes as he walked to his polar mater generator.