The Forbidden World

Disclaimer: this is a fictional account of the “Forbidden World,” a Minecraft creepypasta location created by the Youtuber Ghepo MC. I am merely retelling it from the perspective of a player who was unlucky enough to end up there. The Forbidden World belongs to Ghepo MC, and I do not mean to take credit for his creation by posting this creepypasta.
One fateful evening, I came home from work and decided to calm myself down by playing Minecraft. I loaded the game and thought about what I wanted to do next. I had a lot of great Minecraft worlds to play on, full of fun memories of playing both by myself and with friends. I also knew of many fun servers on which to play minigames with other players.
But I had done all of this before. I was in the mood for something new, and so I decided to create a new world. It had been a while since I had felt the great feeling of starting a new world and building huge structures from the ground up, and so I clicked the “new world” button and waited for the world to generate. But nothing could have prepared me for what happened after I clicked the button.
As the new world was loading, I did not hear the peaceful, relaxing Minecraft theme that we all know and love. Instead, I heard nothing but crying, sobbing, and screaming from both children and adults. This had never happened to me before, and I had never heard of it happening to anyone else. I just sat there in stunned silence and fearfully waited for the world to finish generating.
Once the world was done loading, I spawned into the strangest Minecraft world I have ever seen. The world consisted of an island in the middle of an ocean surrounded by icebergs with oddly-shaped Nether portals on them. Some of these portals were huge, some smaller than normal. Others were super stretched out vertically or horizontally One relatively normal-looking portal had also spawned on the island itself. In the center of the island were three leafless trees. The island also seemed to have an emerald ore block outline. But the strangest thing about this island was that it was littered with wooden doors. Most were standard oak doors, but one of them was made of dark oak.
I didn’t like this world at all. The “music” was terrifying, the layout of the island was extremely weird, and I had the strange feeling that I was being watched. I tried to quit the world, but I found that my game wouldn’t pause. Not even the task manager could close the world. I even tried holding down the power button to shut off the computer, but even that wouldn’t do it. I was stuck in this world and had no choice but to play through it and see what happened.
My instincts told me to try to escape the island, but there was only water and ice as far as the eye could see. I turned toward the Nether portal on the island, thinking it would be my fastest way off the island. But as I approached it, I felt an unexplainable feeling of dread. It was as if something terrible would happen if I went through. Maybe I was afraid of meeting some horrifying new mob or seeing an even creepier version of the Nether than what I was used to. But whatever the reason was, I did not enter the portal. 
As scared as I was, I realized that I would have to remain calm if I were to escape this awful place. Turning back toward the island, I looked at the doors that were scattered all over the place. Then, an idea popped into my head: I’d calm my nerves by playing parkour on the doors. I had played parkour before on the servers I’d been on, but I’d never done it on doors before. It took a few tries, but I managed to jump around on all the doors. Just for the heck of it, I decided to end the parkour course on the dark oak door.
Little did I know at the time that by doing the parkour course, I was taking my first step to freedom. As soon as I landed on the dark oak door, I heard what sounded like a trap door opening. I went down onto the ground and walked toward the source of the noise, and I saw that a hole had opened in the ground. The hole contained a ladder that went into a dark cave. Knowing that this would be my chance at escape, I chopped down the leafless trees and made some tools for the journey. I mostly crafted pickaxes, but also made a sword or two in case I encountered any hostile mobs. I kept a few sticks to craft torches, and held onto some more wooden blocks in case I needed to build anything.
Once I was done preparing, I descended the ladder and entered the cave. The first thing I noticed was that the cave had an unusually large amount of gold ores. As tempting as it was to mine them, I realized that they would not be of much use in my predicament. Even if I bothered to craft a furnace and make the ingots required to make golden tools, such equipment tended to break faster than even wooden ones. In any event, I would have needed an iron pickaxe to mine the gold and I didn’t have one. So I ignored the gold ores and kept moving.
Luckily enough, I stumbled upon a chest full of torches. Moving forward, I saw an unusual sight: a sign with a strange set of numbers on it: “777888999-666-777888999-99999999.” I had no idea what these numbers meant, other than that the “666” confirmed my suspicion that this world was indeed an evil place. The sight of this number filled me with fear and made my resolve to escape the place stronger than ever. But in a short time, I would encounter my greatest obstacle yet.
As I moved forward, I encountered a dropoff. After carefully digging my way down, I saw that I had arrived at what can only be described as a bottomless pit. Looking down, I quickly realized that I was standing over the Void. I saw a source of light on the other side of the pit, and figured that I must make my way over there. I carefully mined my way around the pit with my trusty pickaxe, taking great care not to fall into the void. After what felt like a long time, I reached the other side safely.
On the other side, I entered a maze-like area with redstone torches lining the walls. Also present here were more wooden signs with the same mysterious numbers on them. Ignoring these, I kept following the redstone torches. But as I kept moving, I had the strange feeling that I was being watched. Looking into an unlit hallway, I saw what looked like a pair of glowing white eyes staring at me. They disappeared the moment I saw them, but the sight of them was the scariest thing I saw in this world. As I kept moving, I saw more eyes in the darkness and the movement of what seemed to be claws, tentacles, jaws, and other body parts belonging to what I could only call monsters. I figured that these creatures were the evil beings responsible for my coming to this horrible place, and I equipped my sword in case any of them came out to attack me. They never did, and I kept going on my way. As I traveled further and further into the maze, the sounds of crying that passed for music in the world kept growing louder and louder. I braced myself for whatever horror I would encounter at the end of the maze.
And then, when the crying had reached the point where it was bursting my eardrums, it stopped. I had arrived at the end of the maze, and it was not what I expected. I had reached a room with two pools on each side, one filled with water and the other with lava. In between these pools was a two-block wide bridge made up of random blocks. I could see many different types of blocks, including iron blocks, emerald blocks, pumpkin blocks, and even part of an End portal frame. The walls of this room were littered with wooden doors.
I had nowhere to go but through these doors, and I quickly realized that I would need to pick one of them to escape this hell. I felt an unexplainable sense of urgency, which told me that something terrible would happen if I didn’t pick quickly. I don’t know if it was a fear that the monsters would catch up to me or if some other awful thing would happen, but I knew that I would have to act fast. But which one would I choose? At that point, I realized that I would have to put myself in the hands of fate and hope for the best. I swam across the water pool and picked a door to the left, crossing my fingers as I right clicked it. My heart was pounding, and I held my breath and anxiously awaited what would happen next.
I saw a familiar loading screen, which helped calm my fears, but I knew I wasn’t out of the woods yet. When the screen finished loading, I saw the Minecraft main menu that we all know and love. I heard the familiar, soothing tune that we all remember so fondly. In that moment, it was the most wonderful sound in the world. I knew that I had escaped from that horrible world and was finally free. 
I quit the game and laid down on the couch to try to calm myself down after what I had been through. I didn’t want to play Minecraft again for a week after that, and when I did I saw that the cursed world had disappeared from the game’s files without a trace. The game played again like normal, and to this day I have never returned to that strange world. But I was determined to find the truth about what had happened to me. I looked to the Minecraft community on the Internet, and the results surprised me.
The world that I had unwittingly visited was known colloquially as the “Forbidden World,” and many other players had reported seeing very similar things to what I saw. But I also discovered that I had been extremely lucky. Players who had entered the Nether portals, swam too far away from the island, mined gold, fallen into the bottomless pit, taken too long to pick a door, or had otherwise died reported their games crashing. Supposedly, all but three of the doors in the final room would also crash the game, but all the reports from those who had made it that far told of picking safe doors. This meant that either all the doors were safe, or no one had picked a wrong door and lived to tell about it.
After their games crashed, the players who failed to escape reported having nightmares about their deepest and darkest fears for two months straight. But worst of all, they reported seeing those monsters that I had seen in the maze appear in their other Minecraft worlds. After a while, the monsters had somehow started stalking them in real life. I had no idea how this was possible, but it was what happened. Reading these reports made me feel horrible for those who had suffered this fate, and motivated me to write this creepypasta to warn everyone about the cursed place known as the Forbidden World. If you, the reader, ever end up in that awful place, follow the steps I have listed exactly and you will escape a horrible fate.
Category:Creepypasta
==Second sighting by Hikidy==
You must already know the forbidden world by hear, emerald beach, unsettling monsters, and leafless trees, but I had encountered it...
Something seemed different, when I played my world, I landed in the forbidden world, like he said, it was the exact same. Except it had random trees without leafs instead of nether portals, I parkoured on the doors, but I never saw a ladder. I then just made a boat because it was different, I also did not know I would get closer to freedom. The screen then turned black and opened up the cave like the original. I wanted to know how I got here, so I looked behind me, I saw nothing... I then did what the previous dude did, and I then landed at the maze section, except no redstone torches and more monsters. I decided to just listen to the crying baby, I got to the end section, the room was a whole lot bigger, and lit up by redstone torches, the entire room was made out of stone blocks, and there were icebergs. I knew there was one similar thing, the time, so I chose a door, I thought it would end there but it lead to a parkour room, it was at night with a inanimate lunar moon and there were still icebergs, I saw 2 different courses leading to the end, I chose one...
I escaped without getting haunted.
Category:Worlds
Category:Moderate Length Pastas