The Cavern

Before I say anything else, I just wanted to clarify that, yes, I am OBSESSED. Sometimes on an unhealthy level. If you've tried hunting creepypastas before, you may realize how dangerous it is. But nope! Not for me! Endless possibilities, new content, more papers to write - I genuinely loved hunting creepypastas.
When it was popular, mostly.
But today, I'm going to talk about the one that scared me the most. Or, at least when I was young. In truth, this is the first creepypasta that made me involved in the whole community. And despite how scared I was, I have to admit, without it, I wouldn't be who I am today. But I still hate it.
Below, you'll see a list of my encounters (which were originally written on the notes app). I had to fix a few things, of course (I made a lot of grammar mistakes) but it should be here! Although I do admit that I had trouble recovering them (mostly because I was thinking about deleting them to free up storage space), I was never able to do it. Maybe because of the nostalgic Minecraft memories I hold dear. Who knows?
I'll be uploading more stuff soon-ish. May have copied and pasted some stuff from my notes so there may be a few mistakes that I'll fix later. For now, all you're gonna have is this. Also, I plan to get in touch with some of my friends who were in this, because they probably found way more things than me. But without further ado, here it is:
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HOPPING ONLINE
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May 10, 2019.
After months of Peter rambling on and on about how good this game was, my expectations were REALLY high. Once I downloaded the game, I was pretty satisfied. But not satisfied enough. Because like any other kid who was obsessed with video games, I wanted to do something more.
So, I asked my friends to join me in my Minecraft world. This was going to be our first multiplayer server, and I was excited to finally meet them in-game. After pinging them for a few minutes, they eventually responded and joined me. After a few minutes of chopping down trees and gathering some food, the three of them realized that they never took the time to build a house.
Fortunately, we did have enough wood to expand my base. So, after a few minutes of improvising, we managed to build a small but cozy bedroom. And after convincing my friends to enter their names on the front page of a book-
-and then secretly adding a few more things to it-
-me and my friends were determined to start playing the game for real this time. The first few days on the server went well. We gathered more cobblestone, killed some mobs, and made a new farm. Despite being fairly new to the game, I'll have to admit, Hazmat gave me a run for my money when he was building.
But honestly, everything was nice. It was super fun playing with them, and once I got back from dinner, all I had on my mind was hopping back on the server. And fortunately, that always turned out to be a good choice.
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DISCORD MESSAGES
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May 11, 2019.
So, I've just got back from school. I grabbed some ice cream along the way, put my backpack on the table, took a shower, did my homework, eat dinner, and became a free man. I hopped back on Discord and scrolled through my messages. Now, my friends don't want their Discord usernames revealed (privacy reasons, yada yada yada) so I'll just list them by their usernames in Minecraft.
Already, something was off. Hazmat was literally spamming my name in chat nonstop through the night. If you're wondering why this was weird, it's because he's usually this calm guy you can always chill around. He goes to sleep early, brushes his teeth, and is basically a teacher's pet. To see him stay up all night pinging me was out of character for him.
 Guildedman281: BRO WHAT
I expected him to reply a little later (he must've been tired) but instead, he replied INSTANTLY.
 HAZMAT300: I need you on Minecraft
 Guildedman281: Why?
 HAZMAT300: Gotta show you something
 Guildedman281: You've been pinging me all night whats wrong
 HAZMAT300: Get on Minecraft
Sighing, I complied, and got back on the server. I made my way to his house, where he was just standing there.
 Guildedman281: Dude whats wrong?
 Guildedman281: u pinged me all night
 HAZMAT300: Look at this
He motions me to follow him down this trapdoor in the corner. After a few minutes of climbing down, I had reached a mineshaft. It was large. SUPER large, actually. But above all else, it was beautiful.
 Guildedman281: did u make this?
 HAZMAT300: no
 Guildedman281: Diamond?
 HAZMAT300: he's busy with exams so no i dont think so
 Guildedman281: okay well i didnt make this
 HAZMAT3000: u sure?
 Guildedman281: ye
At this point, I was so confused. But, of course, I was still skeptical that Hazmat built this. He was a good builder, and there had to be a reason he was pinging me all night.
 Guildedman281: so u pinged me for this?
 HAZMAT3000: i wanna share this on the forums
 Guildedman281: ???
 HAZMAT3000: i wanna write a story about this. Its true anyway
 Guildedman281: ARG?
 HAZMAT3000: No, cuz i didnt build this. but i guess we could call it that
I thought about this for a moment. I had always liked ARGs and creepypastas (hence how I found this site), so the idea of making my own horror story seemed surreal to me. All my friends have been trying to accomplish this too, but we weren't the most creative. So, after pondering for a while, I replied:
 Guildedman281: ok so u wana make an ARG?
 HAZMAT3000: ye
 Guildedman281: im in
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THE FORUMS
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May 12, 2019.
Since we didn't make an account on the Forums, we asked DiamondMinion to help. Obviously, with the goal of becoming an internet phenomenon like the kids we were, he complied. After he posted the story, we all sat back and waited for some responses (surprisingly, it wasn't removed).
Somehow, our forum thread gained traction faster than we anticipated. People were intrigued by the mineshaft that appeared out of nowhere in our Minecraft server and were theorizing about its origins and purpose. Some said it was because of Herobrine, but that theory was later debated in the ARG's Discord.
Everything was going smoothly. Although we had to change a few things up to make it more interesting, me and the boys were living the life.
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THE CHANGE
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May 13, 2019.
 DiamondMinion: GUYS
 DiamondMinion: GET ON QUICK
 Guildedman281: ??
 HAZMAT3000: U good bro?
 DiamondMinion: ITS GONE
 HAZMAT3000: whaddya mean
 DiamondMinion: CAVERN GONE
 DiamondMinion: THE CAVERN IS GONE
 Guildedman281: wait
Quickly, me and Hazmat logged on. I made my way to Hazmat's house, and like Diamond said, it was all gone.
 HAZMAT3000: Bro what??
We tried mining through the floor. Maybe it was covered up again. But, unfortunately, we couldn't find anything.
 Guildedman281: Diamond did u cover it up or destroy it
 DiamondMinion: no its just gone
 Guildedman281: really?
 DiamondMinion: bro i dont even have TNT
Despite our suspicions, we knew he was right. Diamond wasn't a griefer, nor did he own TNT. He was a pacifist.