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== Story 1 Chapter 1 Xav13r ==
Story 1 Chapter 1 Xav13r first encounter It all started when I, Slimy___, was invited to a Minecraft survival server by my friend, Noxor. We were just messing around, doing the usual—collecting iron, mining, and exploring caves. It was all pretty chill until I noticed something strange: the seed for the world was just the name “Xav13r.” I asked Noxor about it, but he brushed it off, saying it was just a name that came to mind.
We carried on until about 20 minutes later when I stumbled upon diamonds. Excited, I called it out to Noxor, but suddenly a message appeared:
<Xav13r joined the game>
I paused, confused. “What the—” I muttered.
Noxor was equally baffled. “I didn’t think Xav13r was a real person,” he said. “This server is whitelisted… how did you get in?”
The player named Xav13r responded ominously: “IP address.”
I exchanged looks with Noxor through the screen, and things only got weirder from there. Xav13r traveled to our exact coordinates, arriving with a bizarre skin—a player model with plain colors and a black smile on the back.
“What is that skin?” Noxor asked, laughing nervously.
“Error code 666 {skin not found} launching backup,” Xav13r replied.
We tried to ignore him, even joked around. Noxor whispered to me, asking what we should do about this mysterious hacker. I suggested we try killing him since he broke into our server. So, Noxor led him over to a ravine and punched him into the lava below.
But Xav13r didn’t die.
Instead, he started typing in some strange, incomprehensible symbols, and before we knew it, he rose out of the lava, completely unscathed.
Noxor panicked and teleported Xav13r to random coordinates, hoping to get rid of him, but something told me this wasn’t over. When Noxor asked him what he wanted, Xav13r responded in Morse code. It was then that we realized Xav13r wasn’t just some hacker—he knew way more about us than he should.
He asked for our real names.
Noxor reluctantly replied, “The name’s Robert.”
A few moments later, Xav13r sent another coded message. When I decoded it, I froze. It wasn’t just some random garbled text. It was Noxor’s full name.
Noxor immediately googled the message, and when he realized what it said, he freaked out. “How does he know that?” he shouted over voice chat.
Xav13r, still lurking in the chat, typed: “I know everything about you.”
The creepy message was followed by a chilling smiley face, and then he left the game.
Noxor tried to laugh it off, pretending it was just a troll, but I couldn’t shake the eerie feeling.
About 30 minutes later, Noxor left to get his pizza, but something felt off. After waiting for him to return, I saw another message pop up:
<FILE LOST.EXE joined the game>
It was Noxor’s skin, but something wasn’t right. The name was wrong. I typed into the chat, confused. “Nox, is that you?”
<FILE LOST.EXE> help me...
<FILE LOST.EXE left the game>
My heart raced as Xav13r reappeared in the game. “He wished for this,” Xav13r typed. “And he got what he wanted.”
I was in complete shock. “You actually pulled up?” I typed back, my hands trembling.
“It’s your turn,” Xav13r replied. He sent me coordinates: 666 -666 666.
Against my better judgment, I went to the coordinates. What I saw there sent a shiver down my spine. There, on Xav13r’s back, was a grotesque, pixelated version of Noxor’s head.
Panicking, I typed, “Is that… Nox’s head?”
Xav13r responded with more strange symbols, and then my computer crashed. It sounded like my entire PC was powering up for something huge. When I rebooted, the server was gone. Completely erased.
I had a software decoder try to decipher the strange language Xav13r had been typing. Turns out, it was encoded in Turkish. I never got around to translating the whole thing, but if you want to, you can try. All I know is, I never saw Noxor or Xav13r again.
== Story 1 Chapter 2 Xav13r second encounter ==
Story 1 Chapter 2 Xav13r second encounter A few days after that strange encounter with Xav13r, Nox was found again. Strangely enough, he didn’t remember where he had been or why he was gone for so long.
The following week, curiosity got the best of me, and I decided to test if Xav13r would reappear in a newer version of Eaglercraft. To my surprise, it worked, and he joined the server again. My friend, Delovperste29, and I were just chilling, mining for materials, when suddenly, Xav13r showed up.
At first, things seemed normal. Xav13r acted friendly, but Delovperste29, being the prankster he is, dared me to kill him. I hesitated, but eventually, I did it.
That’s when everything spiraled out of control.
The moment I attacked him, Xav13r went feral. He enabled commands, and despite Delovperste29 switching to creative mode, Xav13r was so enraged that he somehow managed to seize control of Delovperste29’s movements. He even kicked me from my own server.
We were spooked but determined not to give up. Our next idea? We decided to bring in some reinforcements. We invited two more players, GYAT______________________________ and Mr_Hello___, to help us deal with Xav13r.
The moment Xav13r saw the new players, he turned hostile again. “So, you decided to bring more?” he said, and then went berserk all over again.
We regrouped and came up with a new plan for the next day. This time, we thought we could summon Just Terrible, another entity that might be powerful enough to take on Xav13r. However, I ended up building the wrong structure, and instead, we summoned a player named Robert.
To our surprise, Robert seemed powerful enough to actually kill Xav13r, but there was one problem—Xav13r kept respawning. Frustrated, we started arguing among ourselves, trying to figure out why Xav13r was so determined to take over our world.
The story didn’t end there. The next day, we came up with a new experiment. We thought that maybe Xav13r wouldn’t recognize us if we used different accounts. Unfortunately, we never got to finish the experiment. Midway through, Xav13r somehow called me by my real name, which was terrifying.
Later on, I invited NoxorRex back to the server to try and defeat Xav13r for good. Just as we were gearing up, another being appeared—this one named 6676. This new entity was equally disturbing, as it managed to say all of our real names. However, we quickly booted 6676 from the server.
Finally, Noxor came up with a plan to trap Xav13r. After a tense battle, Noxor managed to seal him inside a vessel. Before we logged off, he warned me, “Never run the code: run [Summon Xav13r], or he’ll regain sentience.”
So that was the end of Xav13r... at least, until some idiot decides to summon him again.
== Story 2 Herobrine ==
A player starts a new world in single-player Minecraft and begins the usual activities like chopping trees and crafting. Due to the dense fog caused by their low render distance, they notice a figure moving in the distance. Thinking it’s a cow, they follow it, but instead encounter a strange character with the default skin and empty eyes. There’s no name tag, and it vanishes into the fog before they can catch up.
As the player continues exploring, they find odd structures like 2x2 tunnels, sand pyramids, and leafless groves, all of which seem unnatural for the game’s random map generation. Occasionally, they catch glimpses of the mysterious figure but can never get a clear look. Increasing the render distance doesn’t help.
Curious, the player posts on Minecraft forums to ask if anyone else has seen this pseudo-player, but their posts are deleted almost instantly. They receive a PM from a user named "Herobrine" that simply says "Stop." When they try to view Herobrine’s profile, it leads to a dead page.
Later, they receive an email from another player who claims to have seen the same figure. This person says a group of players has also encountered strange, man-made features in their worlds and describes the figure as having no pupils. They connect the name Herobrine to a Swedish gamer, which leads them to discover that Herobrine is supposedly the brother of Notch, Minecraft’s creator. When the player emails Notch directly to ask if he had a brother, Notch responds briefly, saying, "I did, but he is no longer with us."
Since that first encounter, the player hasn't seen the mysterious figure again, but they did manage to capture one screenshot as evidence of Herobrine’s existence.
== Story 3 Armless ==
Minecraft is an amazing game, but there’s something lurking that you might not want to know about. If you’re playing survival alone, proceed with caution.
The Entity: Armless
I came across a strange figure — faceless, without arms. It's been called "Armless" by some in the community, and it only appears in the Pocket Edition of the game.
 Signs of its presence 
* A strange, armless figure watching you from afar.
* Powers that can crash your game, or even alter and rename files on your device.
Here’s how I first encountered it:
I was excited to try out the new 0.16 beta update for Minecraft Pocket Edition. Since I couldn't buy it, I got the APK instead. Like many, I jumped right into creative mode to see what was new — guardians, NPCs, and even commands!
Later, around 7:06 PM, I decided to start a survival world. The world’s size was 3.6 MB. I did the usual: chopped trees, made wooden tools, and hid underground for the night since my house wasn't finished yet. After placing my bed and sleeping, I woke up to another day of gathering resources. My base was nestled between a taiga and forest biome by a river.
As I played, my tools improved, and I even upgraded to stone. It was almost sunset when I noticed a 6x3 tunnel. At first, I thought it was just world generation, but something felt off. I had this eerie sensation of being watched from afar, though I couldn't pinpoint why.
I hurried back to my home as night fell, slept, and went back to gathering wood to expand my house. After collecting stacks of oak and spruce wood, I started crafting boats and other items.
That night, just before I went to sleep in the game, I saw something watching me from a distance. Assuming it was just a zombie or skeleton, I took a screenshot for proof. But when I woke up, I was mysteriously on my roof. The moment I tapped a control, the game crashed. When I reopened it, the world's size was now 6.66 MB, and the world had become corrupted. Oddly, the world’s name had changed from “Genesis” to “0b”.
I went into my game files and found a text file titled “86fc8cc.” When I opened it, the contents simply read “7:06.” That’s when it hit me — 7:06. The 6th hour and 66 minutes. 6:66... And the original world size, 3.6 MB, also seemed connected — 3x6 equals 18, but rearranged, it pointed to 666.
When I looked back at the screenshot, I realized it wasn’t just a trick of the light. There, in the distance, was a faceless figure dressed in a dark hoodie. Though blurry, it sent chills down my spine. Something far more sinister was in that world with me.
If you play Minecraft alone, be careful what might be watching.
== Story 4 chapter 1 Bu1b ==
I’m not sure how this strange occurrence entered my Minecraft world, and I have no clue how to get rid of it. It all started on a server named Another World.
Out of nowhere, a character with a Steve skin appeared, except his head was a solid white block. I didn’t know what was going on.
It began while I was just playing normally, collecting items. But when I picked up a grass block, I felt something was off. I turned around, and there it was—Bu1b.
He was on a cross.
Information about Bu1b:
* Canonical Names: Bulb
* Community Names: Unknown
* First Appearance: June 7, 2024
* Last Appearance: August 27, 2024
* Version of Minecraft: 1.21
* Signs: Crosses or white-headed Steve in your world
* Powers: Unclear
* Type: Dangerous
* Behavior: Extremely hostile
* Seed: None (random generation)
* Danger Level: 10
* Spawn Message: "Bu1b joined the game"
* Appearance: A Steve skin with a white, blank head
* Size: Human player size
* Speed: Unknown
I ignored Bu1b at first, assuming it was just a glitched zombie, but it wasn’t long before he started building. I watched him move around, constructing a cross, and then things got worse. He killed my dog. That’s when I knew I was dealing with something much more sinister.
Next, I tried interacting with him, attempting to get him to communicate, but all he would say was, “42.”
After that, I left the server and rebooted it, thinking it would fix things. But when I came back, the chat said, Bu1b joined the game.
I tried to go about my normal gameplay, but things got weird. I saw redstone torches and Bu1b hovering over them. I tried hitting him, even dropping an anvil on him, but nothing affected him.
Later, he trapped me, took my stuff, and tricked me into thinking I was still in control of my character. But in reality, Bu1b was manipulating me and forced me to clear my inventory.
Then, he finally spoke clearly for the first time. We had a conversation, but before I could react, he killed me. That’s when I decided to log off and never return to that server again.
Aftermath:
A few days passed after the encounter, but the experience haunted me. I was curious and couldn’t resist logging back in. I joined the server cautiously, and immediately I noticed something was wrong. The sky was dark, and a thick fog covered the landscape. I checked my inventory, and that cursed grass block was still there, glitchy and impossible to discard.
As I moved around, I noticed more crosses scattered across the world—some made of obsidian, others quartz, like eerie markers. That’s when the chat flashed:
Bu1b joined the game.
My surroundings fell silent. No animals, no wind. Then, the screen began to glitch. I spotted him—Bu1b was standing on a hill, watching me. His white, featureless head was creepy, and he stood there, unmoving. I tried to run, but my character froze. I wasn’t in control anymore. Then, strange messages flooded the chat:
“42.”
“It’s coming.”
“You cannot escape.”
I tried logging out, but the option was grayed out. My character moved toward Bu1b without my control, as the number “42” repeatedly flashed across the screen. Bu1b was building something, but it wasn’t another cross—it was larger, more twisted.
When I reached him, he sent one final message:
“You want to know what 42 means?”
The sky darkened, lightning struck, and Bu1b completed his strange construction—a giant, distorted figure, an even more monstrous version of himself. Then he said:
“42 is the answer. But you’re asking the wrong question.”
Suddenly, Bu1b rushed at me, and my screen went black. When the game returned, I was underground, trapped in a cave surrounded by redstone torches. The only item left in my inventory was a piece of paper with one word:
“42.”
I tried escaping the cave, but the walls regenerated every time I mined a block. It felt like I was stuck in a never-ending loop.
Then, the chat displayed:
Bu1b left the game.
But I knew it wasn’t really over. The crosses, the grass block, the number 42—they were all part of something bigger, something I couldn’t understand. And now, I was a part of it too.