Imperium I

== Author's Note (because yes) ==
This is a new story loosely based off of the original Imperium dramapasta. For more information, check out the series archive (also a work in progress!)
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== Prologue ==
Lennar stumbled blindly through the dark and musty cave, using his hand to feel his way around. His torch was burning low and cast only a dim light in the deep caverns. Occasionally he saw the glitter of diamonds stuck fast in the rock, or the faint glow of redstone above his head. He also heard noises.
He came to a stop at a crossroads of sorts. One path went straight ahead, gradually rising upward, while the other veered to the right, staying about level. Which way was he to go?
He racked his brain for the answer. If only he had read the instructions twice, or better yet, had taken them with him, though the light was too dim to be able to read much, he thought.
He looked again. The first one was the obvious choice, since it climbed upwards. He stepped over a few meters into the roughly hewn tunnel on his right. He felt a faint draft of air in his face, which startled him.
Quickly, he stepped over to the second tunnel. It seemed just as dank as the rest.
He stepped back, took a breath, and plunged into the second tunnel.
After a short time, he began to notice that the ground was sloping up, slowly but surely. He pushed on, ignoring the growls, grunts, and groans of the cursed creatures that inhabited the cave. They were somewhere beyond him as it was, and their noises came through the thick stone. They could not reach him.
Soon, Lennar came to a open space. In front of him was another passageway, but this one was not rough and rugged like the rest. It was even;y carved, two meters by two meters, and even had stairs.
He rushed forward, taking the stairs two at a time. Lennar knew now that he was near the surface. Faster and faster he rushed, and reached another open space. Beyond it, through a crack wide enough for a single man, was light.
In front of Lennar stood one of the undead. It growled and rushed toward him. He hardly thought as he lopped off an arm and plunged his blade into its chest. His only thought was getting outside.
He strode to the crack and squeezed through. For a moment, he was blinded. He raised his arm and shielded his eyes.
As he stood there, his sight slowly adjusting to the bright light, he felt himself standing on something that was not stone. It was soft. He realized that it was grass. Never had he seen so much of it, spreading as far as the eye could see.
He blinked a few times. His eyes could stand the light better now, and as he looked out, he saw that he stood high up above the ground, on the side of a tall mountain, grassy and tree-covered.
In front of him lay a valley full of green, and above the trees the sun was rising. Lennar didn't look at the sun, he remembered what he had been told, how it was brighter, much brighter than the redstone lamps he had lived under the glow of his whole life.
He took a breath of fresh air, sighed, and headed quickly down the mountain.
== Chapter I ==
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