Thats life for you. I made so many mistakes i wish I could undo. I wish there was a time machine. Maybe i wouldn’t have so much darkness and regret in me if i could have made better choices. Learning from mistakes makes a person wiser, but the pain is immense sometimes..
We played, we tried We laughed, we cried We succeeded, we died We respawned and thrived From the zombies, to the endermen From the skeletons, to the pigmen From the spiders and creepers And from those annoying griefers From the biome of jungle to sands To the mushrooms and other obscure lands From the snow and ice To the swamps which never looked too nice From the moments with friends we’ll cherish From a time we hoped Herobrine would perish From the great animations To the TH-cam sensations Along with those musical incantations I thank Mojang for creating my childhood Much better than just ‘good’ I think I speak for everyone here When I say this is not game of the year It’s the game of the century As it offered us plenty And these memories will never leave Just like the thought of first playing as Steve So I say close your eyes And listen to the music with surprise As your memories of Minecraft where once apart But now can be fixed like a broken heart In order to find your memories core You must go back to the world of Minecraft once more And defeat the Ender Dragon one last time As the sweet sounds of your childhood begin to chime One last thing, for me to say Which would be, have a nice day Also for you to never forget this game Nor the journey that came As apart of that journey was the end Quite literally, not pretend Just like this poem, which I hope you all read As I would love it if this poem and this game is remembered once I’m dead. It’s not mine but I just wanted to share this. I hope you are feeling well and you are enjoying your day/night. and i thank to mojang for these golden days
Let me tell you a story kids... sometime...five...six or seven years ago, a world was created. In this world, was one man alone, no friends, without anyone or anything. But he had one goal: To defeat the horrific monster known as the ender dragon. He found a nearby tree, so he punched it for as long as he could until he was able to gather the wood from it. He made a sword, a pickaxe and sword, and some other tools with a crafting table. He mined down, and collected some cobble stone, thus he was able to make better tools, then he made a furnace and found some iron nearby! He made an iron sword, an axe and a pickaxe. When he resurfaced from the underground, it was dark and mobs began spawning, he heroically fought them one by one. He found some cows and some pigs and used them as a food source. He was still lonely with no friends, but that was about to change... The man found a nearby village, he looted everything, promising the residences he would repay them once he returned. It was at this point he found a stray wolf eating whatever scraps he could find in the village, the man decided to feed the dog the beef he took from killing the cows, the dog eventually trusted him after realizing he was no enemy to fear of. So off they went on their quest to defeat the ender dragon. While mining in a cave, the wolf that the man took who he refers to now as doggo ran to and started barking at him, assuming doggo wanted him to follow her, the man walked behind doggo, and they found...diamonds, lots of diamonds. He started mining the ore and thanked Doggo bye giving him some porkchop. The man and Doggo were now set, the next thing they needed to do was to build and ender portal to enter the nether, a hellish dimension where creatures of no other kind lived. They used obsidian from mixing some water and lava they found from some caves and built a frame from which they ignited with some flint and steel. they then entered the Nether and fought many creatures; Ghasts, Zombie Pigman, Magma cubes, and some wither skeletons. Now after some exploring, they found a ruined fortress, when they raced to the top of it they found some blazes. The blazes assuming that the man and Doggo were hostile, they started attacking them, but were all taken down by Doggo. Doggo gave the man some rods that the blazes dropped upon death, the man realized that he could use the rods to combine them with some ender pearls to create eyes of enders. When they returned to the overworld they hunted for every enderman they could find. Once they had gather enough ender pearls and combined them all to the eyes of enders, they threw one up into the sky and followed where it went... One went down, and so Doggo and the man started digging down, and eventually they found a stronghold. They searched and searched until the found a portal...a portal that when activated, would lead to the end dimension where the Ender Dragon lives. They inserted the eyes of enders to the slots within the portal. and it was activated...The man said that he had a bad feeling about this, but Doggo reassured him everything was going to be okay. They jumped into the portal and entered the end... They spawned on a small island and bridged to the bigger end island...and there it was...*The Ender Dragon.* The man told Doggo to distract the dragon while he broke the ender crystals, and so he did, while the ender dragon chases doggo, the man towered to the crystals and destroyed them. Once all the crystals had been destroyed Doggo and the man started attacking the dragon everytime it perched. During the fifth perch, when the dragon was low on health, it fired a fireball at the man...but he didn't die...? as he looked down at his knees, he saw Doggo unconscious lying on his front before doggo faded into nothing but some dust that flew into the wind...The man whispered "Doggo?" In a shocked voice. He realized that Doggo sacrificed herself by using her body to block and defend the man...in a fit of revenge, the man yelled striking the dragon in the eye, still perching...and...that was it...it was all over... as the dragon faded into experience points, he looked up and saw an egg, he took it and returned to the overworld with it. He returned all the resources he took from the villagers, his armor to them went to the seaside to do one last thing. He built a grave, he carved Doggo's name into stone, and dropped Doggo's belonging inside. He buried the grave and watched the sunset alongside his best friend. *THE END.* Thank you for taking your time to read this story, and thank you Notch, and Mojang, for the blocks that made our childhood memories... "𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵."
My mums been off on a trip (bcs she deserves it) for the past few days. I’m 15 and one of the toughest among my friends/family. Right now I’m off my medications and on my period which just so happens every few months beside the every month it’s supposed to. Anyway. Growing up I’ve never really felt empathy or sadness a lot and being a young girl who at the time had no real friends, a shitty dad, in poverty and undiagnosed adhd it was hard learning an entire emotion. Sometimes I still need to force myself to feel sad about something; one of which being death. I struggle to mourn - not because I’m too sad but because I’m not sad at all. It’d not thst I don’t care, I think, just that it’s hard. Thank you for writing this. It helped me know what to look for when trying to be sad.
"I see the player you mean. PLAYERNAME? Yes. Take care. It has reached a higher level now. It can read our thoughts. That doesn't matter. It thinks we are part of the game. I like this player. It played well. It did not give up. It is reading our thoughts as though they were words on a screen. That is how it chooses to imagine many things, when it is deep in the dream of a game. Words make a wonderful interface. Very flexible. And less terrifying than staring at the reality behind the screen. They used to hear voices. Before players could read. Back in the days when those who did not play called the players witches, and warlocks. And players dreamed they flew through the air, on sticks powered by demons. What did this player dream? This player dreamed of sunlight and trees. Of fire and water. It dreamed it created. And it dreamed it destroyed. It dreamed it hunted, and was hunted. It dreamed of shelter. Hah, the original interface. A million years old, and it still works. But what true structure did this player create, in the reality behind the screen? It worked, with a million others, to sculpt a true world in a fold of the [scrambled], and created a [scrambled] for [scrambled], in the [scrambled]. It cannot read that thought. No. It has not yet achieved the highest level. That, it must achieve in the long dream of life, not the short dream of a game. Does it know that we love it? That the universe is kind? Sometimes, through the noise of its thoughts, it hears the universe, yes. But there are times it is sad, in the long dream. It creates worlds that have no summer, and it shivers under a black sun, and it takes its sad creation for reality. To cure it of sorrow would destroy it. The sorrow is part of its own private task. We cannot interfere. Sometimes when they are deep in dreams, I want to tell them, they are building true worlds in reality. Sometimes I want to tell them of their importance to the universe. Sometimes, when they have not made a true connection in a while, I want to help them to speak the word they fear. It reads our thoughts. Sometimes I do not care. Sometimes I wish to tell them, this world you take for truth is merely [scrambled] and [scrambled], I wish to tell them that they are [scrambled] in the [scrambled]. They see so little of reality, in their long dream. And yet they play the game. But it would be so easy to tell them... Too strong for this dream. To tell them how to live is to prevent them living. I will not tell the player how to live. The player is growing restless. I will tell the player a story. But not the truth. No. A story that contains the truth safely, in a cage of words. Not the naked truth that can burn over any distance. Give it a body, again. Yes. Player... Use its name. PLAYERNAME. Player of games. Good. Take a breath, now. Take another. Feel air in your lungs. Let your limbs return. Yes, move your fingers. Have a body again, under gravity, in air. Respawn in the long dream. There you are. Your body touching the universe again at every point, as though you were separate things. As though we were separate things. Who are we? Once we were called the spirit of the mountain. Father sun, mother moon. Ancestral spirits, animal spirits. Jinn. Ghosts. The green man. Then gods, demons. Angels. Poltergeists. Aliens, extraterrestrials. Leptons, quarks. The words change. We do not change. We are the universe. We are everything you think isn't you. You are looking at us now, through your skin and your eyes. And why does the universe touch your skin, and throw light on you? To see you, player. To know you. And to be known. I shall tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a player. The player was you, PLAYERNAME. Sometimes it thought itself human, on the thin crust of a spinning globe of molten rock. The ball of molten rock circled a ball of blazing gas that was three hundred and thirty thousand times more massive than it. They were so far apart that light took eight minutes to cross the gap. The light was information from a star, and it could burn your skin from a hundred and fifty million kilometres away. Sometimes the player dreamed it was a miner, on the surface of a world that was flat, and infinite. The sun was a square of white. The days were short; there was much to do; and death was a temporary inconvenience. Sometimes the player dreamed it was lost in a story. Sometimes the player dreamed it was other things, in other places. Sometimes these dreams were disturbing. Sometimes very beautiful indeed. Sometimes the player woke from one dream into another, then woke from that into a third. Sometimes the player dreamed it watched words on a screen. Let's go back. The atoms of the player were scattered in the grass, in the rivers, in the air, in the ground. A woman gathered the atoms; she drank and ate and inhaled; and the woman assembled the player, in her body. And the player awoke, from the warm, dark world of its mother's body, into the long dream. And the player was a new story, never told before, written in letters of DNA. And the player was a new program, never run before, generated by a sourcecode a billion years old. And the player was a new human, never alive before, made from nothing but milk and love. You are the player. The story. The program. The human. Made from nothing but milk and love. Let's go further back. The seven billion billion billion atoms of the player's body were created, long before this game, in the heart of a star. So the player, too, is information from a star. And the player moves through a story, which is a forest of information planted by a man called Julian, on a flat, infinite world created by a man called Markus, that exists inside a small, private world created by the player, who inhabits a universe created by... Shush. Sometimes the player created a small, private world that was soft and warm and simple. Sometimes hard, and cold, and complicated. Sometimes it built a model of the universe in its head; flecks of energy, moving through vast empty spaces. Sometimes it called those flecks "electrons" and "protons". Sometimes it called them "planets" and "stars". Sometimes it believed it was in a universe that was made of energy that was made of offs and ons; zeros and ones; lines of code. Sometimes it believed it was playing a game. Sometimes it believed it was reading words on a screen. You are the player, reading words... Shush... Sometimes the player read lines of code on a screen. Decoded them into words; decoded words into meaning; decoded meaning into feelings, emotions, theories, ideas, and the player started to breathe faster and deeper and realised it was alive, it was alive, those thousand deaths had not been real, the player was alive You. You. You are alive. and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the sunlight that came through the shuffling leaves of the summer trees and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the light that fell from the crisp night sky of winter, where a fleck of light in the corner of the player's eye might be a star a million times as massive as the sun, boiling its planets to plasma in order to be visible for a moment to the player, walking home at the far side of the universe, suddenly smelling food, almost at the familiar door, about to dream again and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the zeros and ones, through the electricity of the world, through the scrolling words on a screen at the end of a dream and the universe said I love you and the universe said you have played the game well and the universe said everything you need is within you and the universe said you are stronger than you know and the universe said you are the daylight and the universe said you are the night and the universe said the darkness you fight is within you and the universe said the light you seek is within you and the universe said you are not alone and the universe said you are not separate from every other thing and the universe said you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code and the universe said I love you because you are love. And the game was over and the player woke up from the dream. And the player began a new dream. And the player dreamed again, dreamed better. And the player was the universe. And the player was love. You are the player. Wake up."
Even if Minecraft can get old and boring, it is the game of our childhood Edit: It reminds me of C418. I wish he still worked for Mojang by creating new songs. Edit: 6 yr old me: enjoys it 13 yr old me: crys to it
the problem that he don't do more minecraft music is that it wasn't copyrighted or, better saying, license, like, mojang can't control the music of their game, notch don't care about it, but Microsoft, yes, they care, unfortunately
[CONGRATULATIONS] You finally done it! You completed the entire game! THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT AND PATIENCE ON THE DEVELOPMENT ON THIS GAME WE ARE VERY PROUD HOW OUR GAME TURNED OUT AND WE HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT AS MUCH AS WE DID ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU!! (Continue Playing?) [Yes] or No Don’t feel discouraged there’s a lot more from where this came from this is not the ending
Hoowwww... No way iam crying. This is the best music in my Life.Its just so Nostalgic i remeber my 7yr old me playing some hide and Seek on the old old old Servers that was fanstastic
I looked at this for 1 hour nonstop , without doing anything it was so sad for me D: Even if Minecraft get cold and boring it is the game of our childhood - Legendary words
I miss those days. Old Minecraft, Roblox, pretty much every other nostalgic game. It just hurts me because I know I will never go back to those times ever again no matter how hard me or you try. If you see this I suggest you do something with yourself and your family and life so you don't come back 10 years later regretting your decision. Ever since 2020 covid, lockdown, quarantine, sadly suicide rates and depression rates have been skyrocketing, I suggest avoiding hurting yourself because of nostalgia or any other hard, sad moments and let them stay there in your heart As Dr. Seuss once said "Don't cry because its over. Smile because it happened" -Dr Seuss. This quote stays with me when I have heavy nostalgic moments, disappointment in life, losing a loved one, and any other situation Thank you for reading and understanding -Justyouravrageguy
I remember when i was like 6 years old and i didn't have minecraft, or a ps4. I had to play on my dad's old PS3 and it had two games's demo :terraria and minecraft. I always loved playing minecraft in the demo. It started in the old tutorial zone, and after you completed the tutorial the game left you to play by yourself in this big structure and gave you a 30 minutes timer to play. I distintincly remember a moment when i was hungry, so i started punching a horse and my mom asked "what are you doing" and i said"i'm feeding him" and she didn't believe me. Another time i placed a redstone block and then used a hoe as a pickaxe. Nedless to say that i didn't know how to play. When after some years my grandparents gifted me a PS4 my uncle gave me a minecraft copy. I remember playing all night long. Minecraft is strange: it's just a normal game day by day, but when you remember the past, it becomes a part of your memory that brings you joy and nostalgia. Thank you for reading and have a great day wherever you are!
`` A song for our dead legend Technoblade. `` `` we will never forget him. `` ``he is always in Our hearts. `` `` thank you techno.. for making us laugh on your Videos smile on your videos. `` `` we watched you as a kid. Your vids... Is so fun to watch! but your dead...`` ``we always care about you. Think about you..`` `` You are such a gigachad. `` ``this is why we want you back.`` ``Techno, Our king.
Since she left eveything's so... Strange... I miss you N... I'll always do... You were my sunshine and my moonlight... My sea, my mountains, my trees... You were my whole world... And when you left... Everything turned into ashes...
The Memories its Feels Good but... You cant go back.. on the world.. of your old world... forgotten... forever its sad.. but you gotta let go of your past.. and deal with it.. but you just Cant.. do it so hope you try to recreate the world... in java.. try to recreate your old Legacy edition world on your pc on java... Legacy edition will always Remain in our hearts Edit OMG 25 likes thx Edit Again Thx for 50 Likes
who remember the option to play minigames? i missed the old days when it was simple not SMPS and loads of crap i just want minigames to be back. Edit: besides that Minecraft has grown so fast and I'm happy for that not only for severs like Hypixel but the things that upgraded to having this weird nether block to having a pretty cool remake. And also mobs are pretty cool to. note: I'm crying right now.
Somtime like 5 or 4 years ago me my brother and our friend were playing in a creative world. We were in a forrest with a woodland manshion and it was burning down. Right beside i had a small cobblstone box with a door. I had bread in my inventory and there was a river right beside me. I decided to throw the bread into the water and i called it soggy bread. We laughed a little, but didnt know that was the start of something in our friendship that would last until now. We would makes jokes of soggy bread and they were good times. I really miss when minecraft was better.😔🥺Oh the memories we made. Just be happy that we made those memories and well never forget them.
He fills me with grief, joy, pain, every emotion....I'm dying, my body is being torn to shreds. He is kissing me with his soft lips in the winter weather......Without him it feels like I'm in a place that I cannot leave. I love it here, it's so...quiet, and loud..very loud, but the quiet loud...like everything is in the way of who or what you are trying to reach...This place is scary now..I have watched deaths, I have watched bloodshed, I have seen love bloom in the midnight sky...I really hate it here. Please God, dear lord, let me go home to where I belong..where I feel comfortable... With them. With them in my heart and in my eyes, forever undone. This is what I want, this is the life I did not choose, I love it here, I'm being brainwashed, I do not need help, I am okay...I'm floating on a planet far away from people...but i am far to small to change it. I feel like mice on Venus.
Todo empezó Cuando un día normal iba a la escuela y empeze a hablar con un compañero que después se hizo mi amigo... Nos gustaba hablar de Videojuegos El me recomendaba jugar Minecraft yo le decía que no por era de niño rata Después de 3 años me terminó convenciendo y jugamos en un mundo y Vi lo hermoso que era Minecraft nuestra idea era hacer un servidor grande para todos como para Java y Bedrock Entonces ya teníamos casi todo preparado . fui a dormir pensando en todo lo que ibamos hacer... Entonces cuando me desperté mi mamá me llamo y me dijo... "Hijo nose como decirte.... Tu Amigo Falleció a la noche por falta de Respiración". El era un chico normal de 15 pero el problema era que sufría de Asma Y falleció Justo el día que teníamos todo preparado En ese momento no sabía que hacer... El tenía el mundo preparado Pero lo que más pensaba era en el... Pensaba que todo era broma No sabía que hacer se me puso la piel de gallina... Pero después de 1 año, estoy en el proyecto de un servidor.... Después de todo voy a poder Cumplir su deseó... Cuando hago el proyecto siempre me acuerdo de el... Basado en la vida real... Atentamente: EnderXD00
Friends I use to play with. Getting annoyed with them. Not seeing them for four years then once then not seeing them ever again. Anyone have a time machine? To right my wrongs. To relive time itself.
minecraft story 1 robert was playing on his hardcore world and his friend ice joined his hardcore world robert said to ice that "you wanna dig down?" but something unexpected happen his friend ice didnt reply robert said "hey?" but no response to ice but robert saw something in the trees..now some sad music appeard robert said " . . . " robert was sad that why his friend ice didn't response and sad music appeard robert got back to his house and roberts dog is kinda hungry and have nothing to eat robert was kinda sad that his dog got nothing to eat and something weird happen something got into his pc and robert thinks its his imageinenation and he placed a block and the block got deleted minecraft story 2 michael was defeating the ender dragon and got into the portal but something weird happen a text appeared that it says "you defeated minecraf-f-f-f-t" and then minecraft shut downed but michael returned to his house back again and his tools are gone all the things are gone in his inventory minecraft story 3 (1 more to go) kai was digging straight down to get some cobble stone but something weird happen something gave him a..lava block idk how? but kai went up back and was gonna get something he returned to minecraft 2011 version that is called cave game kai said "wait how did i got to minecrafts 2011 version" but how chould defeat cave game no inventory no creative no trees no structures he was thinking a plan that he chould defeat minecraft but..how the plan didnt work as far so kai gave up and left minecraft minecraft story 4 "the end of the story" "you readed it? i hope notch,mojang i hope you readed it need some sad music search "fallen down" it whould give you chills and do ur homework calmly"
I really wish i wasnt born in 2012 but before 2012 so i could experience all those amazing stuff people did with this game. It seems awesome and i really wish i could experience it..
This... this makes me feel something that i dont know what it is... is like a sad feeling because of this song... is like happyness and sadness mixed in my head and body and i dont know how to call it
Real LIfe Story 1:me being 11 this makes me sad and happy becuase it reminded me of me and my big brother playing minecraft when i was 8 and me laughing and my big brother being 10 and we were trying to find diamonds and me making the secret base and my big brother said lets have a break from minecraft now im 11 hes 14 we havent played minecraft sence where did the good times go? grade 6 is hard also not having freinds makes it harder. Real Life Story 2:my Big brother walks in my room and sees me playing minecraft happy tears go down his face also sad tears me i know the good times were awesome but we cant have it back with a sad face :( then i said sometimes you have to let things go you know my big brother has more tears running down his face he closses the door then i started crying btw this is when i was 11. Real Life Story 3:walking to my freinds to eat with them i realized i have no freinds then this song played in my head. The End...
"Thy who left this land that thy kind created, shall pass his legacies to their younglings" "Thy who start it all, must end it. And thy who found it shall continue it for thy kind has been chosen" "Creature of great legend, my gratitude upon thee for my freedom of creativity shall be remembered" "We are sorry to see you like this, for thy kind will remember you, Lord Notch" - me 2023 knowing i played it since alpha
Player: I'll be back doggy, stay there. Player: After mining some diamonds, we can live in a nice mansion i spent weeks on. "The dog nods" Player: Ok See you soon doggy. "9 years later" Dog: Where's my owner. Dog: He told me we could live on a nice mansion. Dog: Well, I will just wait again. "6 years later" Dog: Im hungry. Dog: Im dying. Dog: Its. So. Cold... "The dog dies due ro starvation" "Player comes back" Player: NOOOOOO! Im sorry doggy. I couldn't save you. "Player buries the dog near his mansion a thousand blocks away" Player: I will never forgive you doggy.
Imagine u are doing a series. its doing great, u keep doing it for next 5 years. one of the most popular shows. u made most of people's childhoods. and then u drop the saddest and biggest plot twist known to Man. after all of that this song starts playing
Boys these kids will not even understand Minecraft back then most of them act sad when their dog dies but but then we were actually crying when our dog died even though we have more of a life then
I will download some old version of Minecraft and play it. Because i want back. Back to 2014.. New version too overloaded with songs and content. And that songs for biomes... Anyway theres not enough that random. Old Minecraft with beautiful songs (special thanks to C418) makes me cry sometimes.
crying. i miss my old life where i was happy, where my whole family was happy. where i had a social life. where i was happy waking up. now i don't want wake up and just sleep forever. now i have no social life. i eat like sht. i hate everything about me. im depressed.
Does he still heart comments after 8 months?
of course!!
@@Vexternity after 2 years?
almost 3 years
the hell he heart it 💀
Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back everything is different?
Sadly, yes.
Thats life for you. I made so many mistakes i wish I could undo. I wish there was a time machine. Maybe i wouldn’t have so much darkness and regret in me if i could have made better choices. Learning from mistakes makes a person wiser, but the pain is immense sometimes..
Yeah..
@@golden6335 true
@@golden6335 I can relate :(
We played, we tried
We laughed, we cried
We succeeded, we died
We respawned and thrived
From the zombies, to the endermen
From the skeletons, to the pigmen
From the spiders and creepers
And from those annoying griefers
From the biome of jungle to sands
To the mushrooms and other obscure lands
From the snow and ice
To the swamps which never looked too nice
From the moments with friends we’ll cherish
From a time we hoped Herobrine would perish
From the great animations
To the TH-cam sensations
Along with those musical incantations
I thank Mojang for creating my childhood
Much better than just ‘good’
I think I speak for everyone here
When I say this is not game of the year
It’s the game of the century
As it offered us plenty
And these memories will never leave
Just like the thought of first playing as Steve
So I say close your eyes
And listen to the music with surprise
As your memories of Minecraft where once apart
But now can be fixed like a broken heart
In order to find your memories core
You must go back to the world of Minecraft once more
And defeat the Ender Dragon one last time
As the sweet sounds of your childhood begin to chime
One last thing, for me to say
Which would be, have a nice day
Also for you to never forget this game
Nor the journey that came
As apart of that journey was the end
Quite literally, not pretend
Just like this poem, which I hope you all read
As I would love it if this poem and this game is remembered once I’m dead.
It’s not mine but I just wanted to share this.
I hope you are feeling well and you are enjoying your day/night.
and i thank to mojang for these golden days
damn...
Genuinely how long did this take
Let me tell you a story kids...
sometime...five...six or seven years ago, a world was created. In this world, was one man alone, no friends, without anyone or anything. But he had one goal: To defeat the horrific monster known as the ender dragon. He found a nearby tree, so he punched it for as long as he could until he was able to gather the wood from it. He made a sword, a pickaxe and sword, and some other tools with a crafting table. He mined down, and collected some cobble stone, thus he was able to make better tools, then he made a furnace and found some iron nearby! He made an iron sword, an axe and a pickaxe. When he resurfaced from the underground, it was dark and mobs began spawning, he heroically fought them one by one. He found some cows and some pigs and used them as a food source. He was still lonely with no friends, but that was about to change...
The man found a nearby village, he looted everything, promising the residences he would repay them once he returned. It was at this point he found a stray wolf eating whatever scraps he could find in the village, the man decided to feed the dog the beef he took from killing the cows, the dog eventually trusted him after realizing he was no enemy to fear of. So off they went on their quest to defeat the ender dragon. While mining in a cave, the wolf that the man took who he refers to now as doggo ran to and started barking at him, assuming doggo wanted him to follow her, the man walked behind doggo, and they found...diamonds, lots of diamonds. He started mining the ore and thanked Doggo bye giving him some porkchop.
The man and Doggo were now set, the next thing they needed to do was to build and ender portal to enter the nether, a hellish dimension where creatures of no other kind lived. They used obsidian from mixing some water and lava they found from some caves and built a frame from which they ignited with some flint and steel. they then entered the Nether and fought many creatures; Ghasts, Zombie Pigman, Magma cubes, and some wither skeletons. Now after some exploring, they found a ruined fortress, when they raced to the top of it they found some blazes. The blazes assuming that the man and Doggo were hostile, they started attacking them, but were all taken down by Doggo.
Doggo gave the man some rods that the blazes dropped upon death, the man realized that he could use the rods to combine them with some ender pearls to create eyes of enders. When they returned to the overworld they hunted for every enderman they could find. Once they had gather enough ender pearls and combined them all to the eyes of enders, they threw one up into the sky and followed where it went...
One went down, and so Doggo and the man started digging down, and eventually they found a stronghold. They searched and searched until the found a portal...a portal that when activated, would lead to the end dimension where the Ender Dragon lives. They inserted the eyes of enders to the slots within the portal. and it was activated...The man said that he had a bad feeling about this, but Doggo reassured him everything was going to be okay. They jumped into the portal and entered the end...
They spawned on a small island and bridged to the bigger end island...and there it was...*The Ender Dragon.* The man told Doggo to distract the dragon while he broke the ender crystals, and so he did, while the ender dragon chases doggo, the man towered to the crystals and destroyed them. Once all the crystals had been destroyed Doggo and the man started attacking the dragon everytime it perched. During the fifth perch, when the dragon was low on health, it fired a fireball at the man...but he didn't die...?
as he looked down at his knees, he saw Doggo unconscious lying on his front before doggo faded into nothing but some dust that flew into the wind...The man whispered "Doggo?" In a shocked voice. He realized that Doggo sacrificed herself by using her body to block and defend the man...in a fit of revenge, the man yelled striking the dragon in the eye, still perching...and...that was it...it was all over... as the dragon faded into experience points, he looked up and saw an egg, he took it and returned to the overworld with it. He returned all the resources he took from the villagers, his armor to them went to the seaside to do one last thing.
He built a grave, he carved Doggo's name into stone, and dropped Doggo's belonging inside. He buried the grave and watched the sunset alongside his best friend.
*THE END.*
Thank you for taking your time to read this story, and thank you Notch, and Mojang, for the blocks that made our childhood memories...
"𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵."
I feel sad and happy reading this
I that even possible!?
My mums been off on a trip (bcs she deserves it) for the past few days. I’m 15 and one of the toughest among my friends/family. Right now I’m off my medications and on my period which just so happens every few months beside the every month it’s supposed to. Anyway. Growing up I’ve never really felt empathy or sadness a lot and being a young girl who at the time had no real friends, a shitty dad, in poverty and undiagnosed adhd it was hard learning an entire emotion. Sometimes I still need to force myself to feel sad about something; one of which being death. I struggle to mourn - not because I’m too sad but because I’m not sad at all. It’d not thst I don’t care, I think, just that it’s hard. Thank you for writing this. It helped me know what to look for when trying to be sad.
that last sentence gave me tears 😭😭😭
Rip Doggo
Nah why am I actually crying
Doctor: You have 31 minutes and 6 seconds to live
Me:
so THIS is where that nostalgic sound came from
"I see the player you mean.
PLAYERNAME?
Yes. Take care. It has reached a higher level now. It can read our thoughts.
That doesn't matter. It thinks we are part of the game.
I like this player. It played well. It did not give up.
It is reading our thoughts as though they were words on a screen.
That is how it chooses to imagine many things, when it is deep in the dream of a game.
Words make a wonderful interface. Very flexible. And less terrifying than staring at the reality behind the screen.
They used to hear voices. Before players could read. Back in the days when those who did not play called the players witches, and warlocks. And players dreamed they flew through the air, on sticks powered by demons.
What did this player dream?
This player dreamed of sunlight and trees. Of fire and water. It dreamed it created. And it dreamed it destroyed. It dreamed it hunted, and was hunted. It dreamed of shelter.
Hah, the original interface. A million years old, and it still works. But what true structure did this player create, in the reality behind the screen?
It worked, with a million others, to sculpt a true world in a fold of the [scrambled], and created a [scrambled] for [scrambled], in the [scrambled].
It cannot read that thought.
No. It has not yet achieved the highest level. That, it must achieve in the long dream of life, not the short dream of a game.
Does it know that we love it? That the universe is kind?
Sometimes, through the noise of its thoughts, it hears the universe, yes.
But there are times it is sad, in the long dream. It creates worlds that have no summer, and it shivers under a black sun, and it takes its sad creation for reality.
To cure it of sorrow would destroy it. The sorrow is part of its own private task. We cannot interfere.
Sometimes when they are deep in dreams, I want to tell them, they are building true worlds in reality. Sometimes I want to tell them of their importance to the universe. Sometimes, when they have not made a true connection in a while, I want to help them to speak the word they fear.
It reads our thoughts.
Sometimes I do not care. Sometimes I wish to tell them, this world you take for truth is merely [scrambled] and [scrambled], I wish to tell them that they are [scrambled] in the [scrambled]. They see so little of reality, in their long dream.
And yet they play the game.
But it would be so easy to tell them...
Too strong for this dream. To tell them how to live is to prevent them living.
I will not tell the player how to live.
The player is growing restless.
I will tell the player a story.
But not the truth.
No. A story that contains the truth safely, in a cage of words. Not the naked truth that can burn over any distance.
Give it a body, again.
Yes. Player...
Use its name.
PLAYERNAME. Player of games.
Good.
Take a breath, now. Take another. Feel air in your lungs. Let your limbs return. Yes, move your fingers. Have a body again, under gravity, in air. Respawn in the long dream. There you are. Your body touching the universe again at every point, as though you were separate things. As though we were separate things.
Who are we? Once we were called the spirit of the mountain. Father sun, mother moon. Ancestral spirits, animal spirits. Jinn. Ghosts. The green man. Then gods, demons. Angels. Poltergeists. Aliens, extraterrestrials. Leptons, quarks. The words change. We do not change.
We are the universe. We are everything you think isn't you. You are looking at us now, through your skin and your eyes. And why does the universe touch your skin, and throw light on you? To see you, player. To know you. And to be known. I shall tell you a story.
Once upon a time, there was a player.
The player was you, PLAYERNAME.
Sometimes it thought itself human, on the thin crust of a spinning globe of molten rock. The ball of molten rock circled a ball of blazing gas that was three hundred and thirty thousand times more massive than it. They were so far apart that light took eight minutes to cross the gap. The light was information from a star, and it could burn your skin from a hundred and fifty million kilometres away.
Sometimes the player dreamed it was a miner, on the surface of a world that was flat, and infinite. The sun was a square of white. The days were short; there was much to do; and death was a temporary inconvenience.
Sometimes the player dreamed it was lost in a story.
Sometimes the player dreamed it was other things, in other places. Sometimes these dreams were disturbing. Sometimes very beautiful indeed. Sometimes the player woke from one dream into another, then woke from that into a third.
Sometimes the player dreamed it watched words on a screen.
Let's go back.
The atoms of the player were scattered in the grass, in the rivers, in the air, in the ground. A woman gathered the atoms; she drank and ate and inhaled; and the woman assembled the player, in her body.
And the player awoke, from the warm, dark world of its mother's body, into the long dream.
And the player was a new story, never told before, written in letters of DNA. And the player was a new program, never run before, generated by a sourcecode a billion years old. And the player was a new human, never alive before, made from nothing but milk and love.
You are the player. The story. The program. The human. Made from nothing but milk and love.
Let's go further back.
The seven billion billion billion atoms of the player's body were created, long before this game, in the heart of a star. So the player, too, is information from a star. And the player moves through a story, which is a forest of information planted by a man called Julian, on a flat, infinite world created by a man called Markus, that exists inside a small, private world created by the player, who inhabits a universe created by...
Shush. Sometimes the player created a small, private world that was soft and warm and simple. Sometimes hard, and cold, and complicated. Sometimes it built a model of the universe in its head; flecks of energy, moving through vast empty spaces. Sometimes it called those flecks "electrons" and "protons".
Sometimes it called them "planets" and "stars".
Sometimes it believed it was in a universe that was made of energy that was made of offs and ons; zeros and ones; lines of code. Sometimes it believed it was playing a game. Sometimes it believed it was reading words on a screen.
You are the player, reading words...
Shush... Sometimes the player read lines of code on a screen. Decoded them into words; decoded words into meaning; decoded meaning into feelings, emotions, theories, ideas, and the player started to breathe faster and deeper and realised it was alive, it was alive, those thousand deaths had not been real, the player was alive
You. You. You are alive.
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the sunlight that came through the shuffling leaves of the summer trees
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the light that fell from the crisp night sky of winter, where a fleck of light in the corner of the player's eye might be a star a million times as massive as the sun, boiling its planets to plasma in order to be visible for a moment to the player, walking home at the far side of the universe, suddenly smelling food, almost at the familiar door, about to dream again
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the zeros and ones, through the electricity of the world, through the scrolling words on a screen at the end of a dream
and the universe said I love you
and the universe said you have played the game well
and the universe said everything you need is within you
and the universe said you are stronger than you know
and the universe said you are the daylight
and the universe said you are the night
and the universe said the darkness you fight is within you
and the universe said the light you seek is within you
and the universe said you are not alone
and the universe said you are not separate from every other thing
and the universe said you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code
and the universe said I love you because you are love.
And the game was over and the player woke up from the dream. And the player began a new dream. And the player dreamed again, dreamed better. And the player was the universe. And the player was love.
You are the player.
Wake up."
holy moly thats a big story, love it
" Look at this photo. Do you recognize this photo? Have you been here?..."
Alfaoxtrot refrence lol
Very nostalgic song
I know right
Hello by the way :)
I know
Even if Minecraft can get old and boring, it is the game of our childhood
Edit: It reminds me of C418. I wish he still worked for Mojang by creating new songs.
Edit: 6 yr old me: enjoys it 13 yr old me: crys to it
Correto 🧓🏻
Very nicely from hearing an Minecraft song.
thanks
the problem that he don't do more minecraft music is that it wasn't copyrighted or, better saying, license, like, mojang can't control the music of their game, notch don't care about it, but Microsoft, yes, they care, unfortunately
yea
It might feel like endgame like we will never be able to relive the memories, but we need to make new ones even if they aren't as good...
It’s good to listen to when your feelings are going badly I love how it was actually nostalgic it helped me a lot
When those signature keys hit I felt all my problems just melt away. I’m so grateful for all this game has done for me :)
It's so simple, enough to make me cry
Achievement Unlocked! CAN WE STOP PLEASE?
nostalgic I CHOOOSE YOUUUUUUUU
The good old days when we built secret bases in sigleplayer and diamong houses...
minecraft is like a part of my soul, since i was 4. thank you markus. what you created means to me and my whole life.
Ah i remember making a large and tall bedrock castle with my brother
this song is that feeling when you realize that you just deleted your minecraft world by accident
[CONGRATULATIONS]
You finally done it! You completed the entire game! THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT AND PATIENCE ON THE DEVELOPMENT ON THIS GAME WE ARE VERY PROUD HOW OUR GAME TURNED OUT AND WE HOPE
YOU ENJOYED IT AS MUCH AS WE DID ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU!!
(Continue Playing?)
[Yes] or No
Don’t feel discouraged there’s a lot more from where this came from this is not the ending
nostalgia pura...
This makes me want to change things that I did in the past like fix my mistakes and I just can’t stop thinking about it
i dont know but i want cry
For some reason this just makes me think of dark 8-bit horror games..
yea
The beginning was very much like that
what have i been doing wrong?
so nostalgic....
Hoowwww... No way iam crying. This is the best music in my Life.Its just so Nostalgic i remeber my 7yr old me playing some hide and Seek on the old old old Servers that was fanstastic
old miecraft, new minecraft, even when its gone minecraft will always hold a place in are hearts.
Bruh I'm crying RN, I miss everything back then
NOSTALGIC MOMENT
"Corona? The caretaker? Cmon, Wake up bro! its 2011! i heard they dropped a new disc! lets play minecraft!"
Dear bob
Ill be back in 10 minutes
*Last online 11 years ago*
when i start remembering of my old life
The old times
"lets play tomorrow guys"
9 years past.. they still never return..
How to make a man cry.
This is making me cry
I just remembered all the things I built in Minecraft in 25 seconds
I looked at this for 1 hour nonstop , without doing anything it was so sad for me D:
Even if Minecraft get cold and boring it is the game of our childhood - Legendary words
I miss those days. Old Minecraft, Roblox, pretty much every other nostalgic game. It just hurts me because I know I will never go back to those times ever again no matter how hard me or you try. If you see this I suggest you do something with yourself and your family and life so you don't come back 10 years later regretting your decision. Ever since 2020 covid, lockdown, quarantine, sadly suicide rates and depression rates have been skyrocketing, I suggest avoiding hurting yourself because of nostalgia or any other hard, sad moments and let them stay there in your heart
As Dr. Seuss once said
"Don't cry because its over.
Smile because it happened"
-Dr Seuss.
This quote stays with me when I have heavy nostalgic moments, disappointment in life, losing a loved one, and any other situation
Thank you for reading and understanding -Justyouravrageguy
mee too :( the good gold days
I remember when i was like 6 years old and i didn't have minecraft, or a ps4.
I had to play on my dad's old PS3 and it had two games's demo :terraria and minecraft.
I always loved playing minecraft in the demo.
It started in the old tutorial zone, and after you completed the tutorial the game left you to play by yourself in this big structure and gave you a 30 minutes timer to play.
I distintincly remember a moment when i was hungry, so i started punching a horse and my mom asked "what are you doing" and i said"i'm feeding him" and she didn't believe me.
Another time i placed a redstone block and then used a hoe as a pickaxe.
Nedless to say that i didn't know how to play.
When after some years my grandparents gifted me a PS4 my uncle gave me a minecraft copy.
I remember playing all night long.
Minecraft is strange: it's just a normal game day by day, but when you remember the past, it becomes a part of your memory that brings you joy and nostalgia.
Thank you for reading and have a great day wherever you are!
This made me cry all day😭😭😭
This is a masterpiece.
`` A song for our dead legend Technoblade. ``
`` we will never forget him. ``
``he is always in Our hearts. ``
`` thank you techno.. for making us laugh on your Videos smile on your videos. ``
`` we watched you as a kid. Your vids... Is so fun to watch! but your dead...``
``we always care about you. Think about you..``
`` You are such a gigachad. ``
``this is why we want you back.``
``Techno, Our king.
dont worry brother, those who have made people enjoy life will return to life.
rest in peace and be brought back as techno, again.
-once a wise man.
When I die all I wish is to put this on my funeral
Same here
same
same,too bad that won't ever happen.😔
Since she left eveything's so... Strange... I miss you N... I'll always do... You were my sunshine and my moonlight... My sea, my mountains, my trees... You were my whole world... And when you left... Everything turned into ashes...
Hits hard, it makes me feel safe :). I wish i could turn back time, to the good old days :(
my fav ost, posted on my birthday, in the best edited version. ILYYYY kisskiss/p
The Memories
its Feels Good but...
You cant go back.. on the world.. of your old world...
forgotten... forever
its sad.. but you gotta let go of your past.. and deal with it.. but
you just Cant.. do it
so hope you try to recreate the world... in java.. try to recreate your old Legacy edition world on your pc on java...
Legacy edition will always Remain in our hearts
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I still have legacy edition of Nintendo switch 🤪
@@AndresLopez-ih2op thats from 4 years ago lol
@@WilliamA8387 ik but its still an old nostalgic version
Same
who remember the option to play minigames? i missed the old days when it was simple not SMPS and loads of crap i just want minigames to be back. Edit: besides that Minecraft has grown so fast and I'm happy for that not only for severs like Hypixel but the things that upgraded to having this weird nether block to having a pretty cool remake. And also mobs are pretty cool to. note: I'm crying right now.
Somtime like 5 or 4 years ago me my brother and our friend were playing in a creative world. We were in a forrest with a woodland manshion and it was burning down. Right beside i had a small cobblstone box with a door. I had bread in my inventory and there was a river right beside me. I decided to throw the bread into the water and i called it soggy bread. We laughed a little, but didnt know that was the start of something in our friendship that would last until now. We would makes jokes of soggy bread and they were good times. I really miss when minecraft was better.😔🥺Oh the memories we made. Just be happy that we made those memories and well never forget them.
Damn, this makes my cry, thinking of the old days where there weren't hackers in the game, no x-rays....
something about this make me wanna cry
Pov: You died in a hardcore world where you had diamonds in
you will never know when you will place your last block
Time is moving fast. 1 week feels like yesterday 😕.
1 year feels like 2 months
i do miss the good days when minecraft reslesed and this music
just makes me cry of memories
its got that 8 bit to it to...
late night shower+ mice on venus playing in full volume 🫠🫶🏻
Pov: you're the dog sitting near your red dyed bed in your diamond house and waiting for the oak door to open..
He fills me with grief, joy, pain, every emotion....I'm dying, my body is being torn to shreds. He is kissing me with his soft lips in the winter weather......Without him it feels like I'm in a place that I cannot leave. I love it here, it's so...quiet, and loud..very loud, but the quiet loud...like everything is in the way of who or what you are trying to reach...This place is scary now..I have watched deaths, I have watched bloodshed, I have seen love bloom in the midnight sky...I really hate it here. Please God, dear lord, let me go home to where I belong..where I feel comfortable...
With them. With them in my heart and in my eyes, forever undone. This is what I want, this is the life I did not choose, I love it here, I'm being brainwashed, I do not need help, I am okay...I'm floating on a planet far away from people...but i am far to small to change it.
I feel like mice on Venus.
I listened to this song after a rough day and it just made me feel safe
nostalgic song 2018 2017 playing with my brothers :(
yeah ikr. used to play with my brothers all the time man. 😢
what was once a game, now a childhood.
Todo empezó Cuando un día normal iba a la escuela y empeze a hablar con un compañero que después se hizo mi amigo... Nos gustaba hablar de Videojuegos
El me recomendaba jugar Minecraft yo le decía que no por era de niño rata
Después de 3 años me terminó convenciendo y jugamos en un mundo y Vi lo hermoso que era Minecraft nuestra idea era hacer un servidor grande para todos como para Java y Bedrock
Entonces ya teníamos casi todo preparado .
fui a dormir pensando en todo lo que ibamos hacer...
Entonces cuando me desperté mi mamá me llamo y me dijo...
"Hijo nose como decirte.... Tu Amigo Falleció a la noche por falta de Respiración".
El era un chico normal de 15 pero el problema era que sufría de Asma
Y falleció Justo el día que teníamos todo preparado
En ese momento no sabía que hacer... El tenía el mundo preparado
Pero lo que más pensaba era en el... Pensaba que todo era broma
No sabía que hacer se me puso la piel de gallina...
Pero después de 1 año, estoy en el proyecto de un servidor....
Después de todo voy a poder Cumplir su deseó... Cuando hago el proyecto siempre me acuerdo de el...
Basado en la vida real...
Atentamente: EnderXD00
:(((((((( broo quieres jugar conmigo al menos??
Friends I use to play with. Getting annoyed with them. Not seeing them for four years then once then not seeing them ever again. Anyone have a time machine? To right my wrongs. To relive time itself.
minecraft story 1
robert was playing on his hardcore world and his friend ice joined his hardcore world
robert said to ice that "you wanna dig down?" but something unexpected happen his friend ice didnt reply robert said "hey?" but no response to ice but robert saw something in the trees..now some sad music appeard robert said " . . . " robert was sad that why his friend ice didn't response and sad music appeard robert got back to his house and roberts dog is kinda hungry and have nothing to eat robert was kinda sad that his dog got nothing to eat and something weird happen something got into his pc and robert thinks its his imageinenation and he placed a block and the block got deleted
minecraft story 2
michael was defeating the ender dragon and got into the portal but something weird happen a text appeared that it says "you defeated minecraf-f-f-f-t" and then minecraft shut downed but michael returned to his house back again and his tools are gone all the things are gone in his inventory
minecraft story 3 (1 more to go)
kai was digging straight down to get some cobble stone but something weird happen something gave him a..lava block idk how? but kai went up back and was gonna get something he returned to minecraft 2011 version that is called cave game kai said "wait how did i got to minecrafts 2011 version" but how chould defeat cave game no inventory no creative no trees no structures he was thinking a plan that he chould defeat minecraft but..how the plan didnt work as far so kai gave up and left minecraft
minecraft story 4 "the end of the story"
"you readed it? i hope notch,mojang i hope you readed it need some sad music search "fallen down" it whould give you chills and do ur homework calmly"
I really wish i wasnt born in 2012 but before 2012 so i could experience all those amazing stuff people did with this game. It seems awesome and i really wish i could experience it..
It's quite the experience to listen to this as a 2005 baby. Im 14 and this is deep...
Man istg I listened to this while making a graveyard in one of my worlds, made me cry👍
i crying
Nostalgia 🥲
Sounds like a tape on some sort of kids boombox thing, that is one of the slower songs of the 5 that came in the box with the boomy.
Minecraft will be with me, when i die too. it changed my whole personality, and my life. minecraft just too hard to forget..
This... this makes me feel something that i dont know what it is... is like a sad feeling because of this song... is like happyness and sadness mixed in my head and body and i dont know how to call it
Yes..
nostalgia, the bittersweet feeling of wanting to go back.
ty ty so much nostaga in 1 min
np
i cry
first memories of minecraft when it was annyoing andi i didnt knew how to turn it off
You deserve more views
This is amazing!
Memories just bring back...❤️
RESPECT 👍
Real LIfe Story 1:me being 11 this makes me sad and happy becuase it reminded me of me and my big brother playing minecraft when i was 8 and me laughing and my big brother being 10 and we were trying to find diamonds and me making the secret base and my big brother said lets have a break from minecraft now im 11 hes 14 we havent played minecraft sence where did the good times go? grade 6 is hard also not having freinds makes it harder. Real Life Story 2:my Big brother walks in my room and sees me playing minecraft happy tears go down his face also sad tears me i know the good times were awesome but we cant have it back with a sad face :( then i said sometimes you have to let things go you know my big brother has more tears running down his face he closses the door then i started crying btw this is when i was 11. Real Life Story 3:walking to my freinds to eat with them i realized i have no freinds then this song played in my head. The End...
Que buenos tiempos en los años 2012 jugar el Minecraft 🥺
I'm not crying
nostalgia overload
"Thy who left this land that thy kind created, shall pass his legacies to their younglings"
"Thy who start it all, must end it. And thy who found it shall continue it for thy kind has been chosen"
"Creature of great legend, my gratitude upon thee for my freedom of creativity shall be remembered"
"We are sorry to see you like this, for thy kind will remember you, Lord Notch"
- me 2023 knowing i played it since alpha
I love this song of minecraft 👍
Player: I'll be back doggy, stay there.
Player: After mining some diamonds, we can live in a nice mansion i spent weeks on.
"The dog nods"
Player: Ok See you soon doggy.
"9 years later"
Dog: Where's my owner.
Dog: He told me we could live on a nice mansion.
Dog: Well, I will just wait again.
"6 years later"
Dog: Im hungry.
Dog: Im dying.
Dog: Its. So. Cold...
"The dog dies due ro starvation"
"Player comes back"
Player: NOOOOOO! Im sorry doggy. I couldn't save you.
"Player buries the dog near his mansion a thousand blocks away"
Player: I will never forgive you doggy.
Imagine u are doing a series. its doing great, u keep doing it for next 5 years. one of the most popular shows. u made most of people's childhoods. and then u drop the saddest and biggest plot twist known to Man. after all of that this song starts playing
Boys these kids will not even understand Minecraft back then most of them act sad when their dog dies but but then we were actually crying when our dog died even though we have more of a life then
this is chill
Nem tudo é pra sempre
this is nice
great job
Thanks
I will download some old version of Minecraft and play it. Because i want back. Back to 2014..
New version too overloaded with songs and content. And that songs for biomes... Anyway theres not enough that random.
Old Minecraft with beautiful songs (special thanks to C418) makes me cry sometimes.
crying.
i miss my old life where i was happy,
where my whole family was happy.
where i had a social life.
where i was happy waking up.
now i don't want wake up and just sleep forever.
now i have no social life.
i eat like sht.
i hate everything about me.
im depressed.
when your goals go from beating the ender dragon to getting a girlfriend
Ahh were did the days go..
Pq vídeos que já passaram por muito tempo fica uma nostalgia? Grandona
damn a minecraft song made me cry for an hour...
At the end of the day...
Its night🌜🌚🌛
2:10 My favorite part!!
OMG lo encontre
mi musica favorita :D
pense que nunca lo lograria pero lo logre :D