You can’t sleep now, there are monsters nearby. You look outside, but see no monsters, only the world you have sculpted to your whims. You have killed all you wish, saved all you wish, imprisoned many and conducted many a sadastic experiment, and you know that the world is only yours. You look down at the bed. Maybe you were the monster all along.
Nah baby its just the mined craft creeper I live witg babey!!!!!!!
I know I’m the op but mood
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