Kyth's Solo Attack, Kyth's Story Final Chapter

[youtube:https://youtube.com/watch?v=z9pDSHSdqIw]Story Script:

“Ok, paw, I’m sorry. This is a great story, but now you’re pulling my leg. You planned to take on the whole zombie pigmen army alone?” Jom asked.

The pair were walking slower now, the sun was starting to set, and the day had been a long one.

“I don’t think we will make it after all.” Kyth laughed to himself, “you know, in my younger days, I could have made this in half a day, instead of three.”

“Sure, back when you were taking on whole armies alone?”

Kyth eyed his descendant, “Are you doubting my story, Jom?”

The boy paused, “I want to believe it, I mean, I saw what you did to those pillagers, but a whole army of pigmen, just seems…..”

“Let’s camp here. We’ll need a fire tonight.” Kyth interrupted. “I want to finish this story before we arrive at Castle Caraway. You need to hear it all.”

I wonder if he’s been moving slowly on purpose? Jom wondered, but said nothing, unslinging his pack. Kyth leads the boy a short bit off the road and gestured to a small clearing in the trees.

The two made camp, lighting a fire and cooking a pig Kyth shot nearby. The night was a cool autumn evening, and the wind had a chill. Jom moved closer to the fire and Kyth took a breath.

“I sent the army into the newly discovered tunnels right away. They would need time to scout around and find the best spots to trap with our TNT. We brought as much as we had remaining, but the initial digging out of the base had used a good bit. I gathered all of my remaining Iron, Gold, Redstone, and Diamond and began my glyphs.

The way glyphs work is generally in layers. The more powerful and skilled one is, allows a fully trained Dru to add a layer on layer, lengthening…. and strengthening the amount he can pull on that rune. Gibby was a powerful Con and could do up to 4 layers of Emerald, I put on 6 of each, and 7 of Redstone. I didn’t know if I could even pull on 7 layers, but we were out of options.

Pulling my Dru shirt on tightly, I said my goodbyes to my friends and took off at a run, pulling lightly on my Gold rune to give me extra agility. The Nether is so rocky, many times I would have to leap three to four meters at a time to keep my pace up and avoid lava or a severe drop. It only took a short time until the castle came into view.

The only remaining enderium solution I was carrying was a bone fragment from the pigman and Lapis]. This was it, I had no more reserves.

I crawled up to the highest peak that overlooked the castle below and pulled my elytra out of my pack. Honestly, I have always hated the things. I’ve known as many people to fall out of the sky wearing them, then land safely, but… well, this was my best chance. I leaped off the peak and opened the elytra.

The plan was simply to glide in and land lightly on the very top of the castle, sailing silently over the heads of unsuspecting [[[Piglin|pigmen]] below, but as I said, I hate elytras and haven’t used them often. I judged my glide and was dropping far too quickly.

“Damn it all,” I muttered and pulled free a firework rocket. I had no choice, the wall was fast approaching, so I pulled the string, setting it off. The sheer speed I was propelled forward was shocking! I was barely able to pull up and avoid the ridge of the castle wall! Turning slowly in the sky, I had gained enough altitude that I could touch down on top, but the damage had been done. The pigmen had heard the rocket. Looking down, I could see more than a dozen pigmen standing on the ground pointing and grunting in their strange language to each other. Though the top of that particular tower was, as of yet, still empty, I would have company soon.

I landed and activated my Diamond, Iron, and Gold glyphs. Ripping off my elytra and pulling on my green leather armor over my Dru Shirt, I heard the first pigman burst through the door. In a smooth motion, I drew my sword and cut off its head. He had no chance against a dancer pulling from a 6 layer Gold rune. None of them did. I pulled harder on both Iron and Gold, moving faster and faster down the spiral stairs.

Pigman after pigman was cut down until I emerged at the bottom of the staircase and flew out into the hall. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement. Pulling hard on my Redstone and Gold together I sped up my senses, seemingly slowing time for me, and thank the dragon I did. A giant fireball was flying directly at me. I pulled even harder on my Diamond rune, feeling the 6th layer vanish, just as the explosion hit me.

The sheer force smashed me through a wall of the black netherbrick, and I landed hard on the rubble. It would have been a one-shot I thought to myself as I scrambled to my feet, I had started tapping into the 4th layer of my Diamond and Iron rune. Diving through the hole in the wall, I charged fast and hard at the floating ghast.

Slicing through the creature is one of the oddest experiences I’ve ever had, even to this day. My sword cut through it, but it was like moving it through the mud on the outer layers. Though my first strike didn’t end it, my second did. It made an unholy dying sound and lost it’s formed, collapsing into a disgusting puddle of goo. I stood, wiped off my sword, and continued my search.

I’m told my entire attack only lasted a few minutes. Time, you see, is so difficult to feel when golden glipping. Add a multiple-layer Redstone glyph to it, and it is like time slows nearly to a halt. After the Ghast encounter, I decided this fight needed to end quickly, so I pulled hard on all my glyphs and ran.

The stories people tell of my solo castle attack have grown somewhat… exaggerated over my life, but the dead pigmen and blazes did a number in the hundreds. By the time I lead our prisoners out of the nether castle and across the barren landscape to our invasion base, the soldiers from the tunnels were returning as well.

The tunnel plan went off without a hitch. The pigmen army had no idea we had discovered their tunnel network and walked directly into our trap. The TNT exploded, timed expertly by General Ward, destroying their entire army under endless netherrack and lava.

I had saved 187 humans, mostly women and children, and 46 soldiers remained. No pigman, blaze,[/url] or ghast was left alive. We cleared out all the bodies, being thorough to leave no trace of humans in the Nether, in the castle, or the underground tunnels. Taking all the supplies, what Hoglin we could range, any food and weapons, we dug deeper underground.

We lived there, just within a few hundred blocks of the pigman castle, hidden underground. Building and digging, growing crops, breeding our livestock, training our people for just over 50 years. It was a good life. Our underground city flourished, and though we didn’t ever intend to start families, with so many civilians, the inevitable happened. It wasn’t long until our little civilization of 233 became nearly 400. We kept digging.

About 8 years ago, our scouts returned with the word we had been dreading for all our lives. A new portal had been opened. Then scouts from another direction reported the same, then again. Somehow the Nether had regained access to the overworld, and it seemed the war was once again, raging.

We sent a raid party out to find a portal that wasn’t defended and mine it. Reforming it in our underground base, we stepped through.

“It was at that moment that we learned something new, something no one had known before our expedition to the Nether. Just as one step in the Nether equals 8 steps in the overworld, 1 minute in the Nether is 8 minutes here. Though I had lived 50 years in the Nether, leading our people to hide and survive, 400 years had passed here.

400 years is a very long time, Jom. Time enough for the stories of the pigmen and how close they had come to conquer the entire world to pass from history to children’s tales, then to boogiemen stories after that.

After making my way back to my home in Grexly, I found it destroyed, not by the Nether, but some years after I left, in a vicious war with another kingdom further to the south. Our people were dispersed or dead. I learned the Zygon Society, now calling itself the Zygon Dynasty, had set up a temporary home for refugees in Anduir's Rest. The Haflings had taken us in, so I traveled there next.

It was in Anduir's Rest I learned of you. My great-great-grandchild. Oh, Jom, my heart melted when I heard your name. My wife, Jommey[/url] would have loved you so much! I learned my old friend Thom Thawkins had become a Ranger and taken care of her and my son, for many years in Anduir's Rest. When she passed, Thom took my people to a Kingdom I had only heard of in stories. The High Humans of Gravenwall accepted the Zygon Dynasty into their walls, giving them the amazing power of steam, as the Drus remaining shared with some, the powers of Glipping.”

“Is that where we’re going, Paw?”

Kyth smiled, “Yes, Jom. I finally arranged for a ship to sail from Castle Caraway to Gravenwall, so you may be accepted into the Zygon Dynasty, as I was.”

Jom gasped, “Me?”

“When I found you, I administered a mild sedative and glipped Iron on your skin while you slept. Hoping, maybe some of my abilities had stayed in the family all these generations. Both of those runes activated and burned fiercely! You will be trained as a Dru, and we will work to end this the nether war together.”

“Come,” Kyth smiled at his descendant, “Castle Caraway is just over this ridge if I remember correctly.

The old man and the boy continued down the road.

People In the Story:

* Jom Comely

* Kytholique Comely

* Gibby

* Thom Thawkins

Locations are shown in Cinematics:

* Thumbnail: Castle Caraway

* Anduir's Rest]

* Artif

* Bone Bluffs]

* Brindenford

* Castle Caraway