The Forsaken Paladin

== Beginning ==
This Creepypasta is fictional, please do not take it seriously. 
=== Day One ===
I recall making a Minecraft world called Forsaken, naming the seed with the same title, in my PS4. 
I had set the mode to peaceful and constructed a home to live in. 15 minutes later, a player named ForsakenPaladin started watching my every move. It wasn't so bad at first, but it eventually got on my nerves a little. I finally decided to spark up a conversation with him.
Me: Umm…Hi, do you need something? 
I waited, but he didn't respond and wordlessly left the game. So I continued building until he came back. This time, he followed me around really closely. Was he stalking me? I tried to shoo him off, but then my PS4 disc disconnected, and I was out of the server in a flash. When it began working smoothly again, I rejoined my world. That guy still wouldn't take his eyes off me for even a second.
Me: Who are you??
ForsakenPaladin: ...
Me: Hello? Can you speak?
ForsakenPaladin: ??
He never wrote any sentences. Was he muted or too timid or something?
==== Day Two ====
I remember I went for a swim that day.
But I would've never dreamt about the water being deadly. Just before I died, I saw ForsakenPaladin's somber face. I pressed the respawn button. 
Me: Why did I die swimming? Why was Paladin there?
I figured the game was buggy and neglected the incident for several hours. I went to mine and reaped lots of useful resources. But at the entrance of the mine, I saw this sign:
WHY ARE YOU ABANDONING ME?
Me: What? How-
Another sign got placed by something, or someone, unknown.
I'LL MEET YOU IN MY CAPITOL.
===== Day Three =====
I didn't play Minecraft the whole day long. I didn't want to face any more strange phenomenons.
However, in the afternoon, when I went in my parents' bedroom to search for some glue, I saw a sentence cut out into the wallpaper. 
EARN SOME RESPECT.
The letters were slashed out sloppily with something sharp. To placate my beating heart, I turned Minecraft on. 
The next thing I knew, I heard the sound of a door slamming shut and a click. I rattled the door handle and kicked the hinges with all my strength, but the effort was useless. I screamed for help, only to be reminded that I was alone. That's when a sound came from my computer. 
ForsakenPaladin joined the game
I abandoned the locked door and stared at the screen. Paladin waved with a big, plastered grin across his face. He teleported us into a dark room lit with candles, reeking with metallic odors of blood.
Me: What. Are. YOU. DOING?!!
ForsakenPaladin: I invited you to dinner.
He gestured for me to sit, and served a platter of internal organs I dearly hoped was not extracted from a poor player's corpse. He scooped one of the slimy organs up, the brain, and devoured it gleefully. Blood oozed onto the table. I barely restrained myself from vomiting. My thoughts were focused on only one thing: escape. I surveyed the room I was in and saw that there were no windows, just the picnic table Paladin was dining on, and an oak door. 
I chose to risk it.
I shot up from my seat, charged at full speed to the door, and slammed into it using my shoulder. 
I was flung back by the force of my push. A creepy hand with multiple scabbed ruptures in the skin seized my throat. My breath was forced out of my lungs. I slowly began sinking into the darkness of unconsciousness...
===== Day four =====
I opened my eyes. But when I checked my Minecraft screen, huge cracks were etched in the left corner. I closed Minecraft and the screen looked fine. When I re-opened it, there formed those cracks. 
I searched further and uncovered a never-seen world named 'LightCraft.exe'. I figured there was nothing to lose at this point, so I clicked it. I was greeted with a dark red sky, black clouds, golden dirt, and an obsidian lake. Paladin was doing backstrokes in the murky waters.
ForsakenPaladin: !!!!!!!!!
Me: I bet you fractured my screen, didn't you?
ForsakenPaladin: ?!
Me: Well? Is the criminal you or not?
ForsakenPaladin: I don't know :)
Me: Huh?
My character started moving by itself. I frantically pressed the control keys and moved the mouse, but I had already lost control of my own body. I walked right into the twisted arms of Paladin. He opened his mouth full of bloody, crooked fangs and bit down on my head. My scalp tore, the skull shattered.
I screamed.
==== Day five ====
Looking back on that day, it was midnight when the power went out. Not that I cared in any way. Besides, it was way past my bedtime. The next morning I woke up with a paler face than usual. At breakfast, my mom saw me picking at my cereal and asked me if anything was wrong. So I confessed to her. About Paladin.
Mom: Don't be afraid of some virtual person, son.
Me: But mom, you don't understand. The Paladin, he scares me...a lot.
Mom: All your imaginations are toying with you. Forget him.
I gave up trying to make her understand and turned my attention back to my cornflakes. I had just swallowed the last bite when a loud clunk came from the backyard. Suddenly my breakfast didn't settle in my insides so well. The backyard was littered with open cans of gasoline that I thought was in the garage. 
While screwing the lids back on the cans, I found a note wedged under one. It was a little wet from the gasoline that leaked out, but I could make out the letters as clear as day:
Hi~! :))
- From, ForsakenPaladin
I ran to the bathroom, locked the door, and threw up.
====== Day six ======
I got out of going to school. I had mysteriously gotten sick to the stomach after I found that note. When the doctor questioned me about the cause of my sickness, I told her that I ate some crisps that must have went past their expiration date. Which wasn't even close to the truth. After getting home from the hospital, I shredded up the note and flushed the remains down the toilet. Twice. I wasn't willing to take any chances. 
I guess I thought eliminating the evidence would've allowed me to evade the events that followed the next day. 
==== Last day ====
If I remember it correctly, I was still ill that day.
The doctor advised me to stay home for a week. I would've done backflips on any other old day, because I'm your average homebody. But I will admit I have never yearned to be somewhere outside as much as that time. I didn't want to be in this house all by myself.
As if on cue, my computer activated and joined my Minecraft server on its own. Tired feeling forgotten, I rushed to my computer and discovered that my ominous presentiment was right. 
Me: You again! I will alert Mojang about this!
Paladin placed a sign.
ForsakenPaladin: IM HERE TO EXPLAIN YOU ABOUT MY ORDERS.
Me: I take orders from no one!
ForsakenPaladin: TSCH, THERE'S NO USE TRYING TO CONVINCE STUBBORN PEOPLE. MY PALADINS FORSAKEN ME. GOODBYE. FOREVER.
The acrid smell of smoke filled my nostrils in reality. I met eyes with Paladin, who was setting fire to my garments and pouring gasoline to feed the flames. A scalding pain shot up my nerves as my body burned away. Screeching in complete agony, I charged towards the window and smashed through, plummeting to the ground. I am told that I had a severe seizure as I awoke.
THE END. 
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