Thread:Eureka Enderborn/@comment-25344655-20151224064018

GLosur awakens without an idea where he is at. It seems to be a ruined underground fortress of sort. Diamond, gold, and iron swords littered the place with dried up skeletons all around. It took a while to click, but eventually he connected the pieces, and fell to his knees wailing. This awoke the spirits within...Dwarves closed in around him and in a fit of anger, he took his sword and beheaded a ghost. He charged through the others and broke out into the sunlight, nearly falling into a ravine. He realises something, everything was blocky! could it be? No. No Glosur refused to accept where he was. But as he dug his way out of the ravine, he stood up onto the rolling mountains, that he was here. The place Eureka spoke so highly of,

Minecraftia. 