Once there was a young man named Extreme. He lived in a world known to many as Minecraft, but to some it was called Elementa. One day a wicked necromancer, a class despised by all, rose up and took over the kingdom using the souls he trapped inside of the dead and decaying bodies of his victims. Extreme grabbed his sword and armor and bravely set out to stop this wicked creature before it was too late. Along the way, he met a young lady named Destiny. They fell in love, and were going to take down the Necromancer together. They made it to a small town close to the castle where the Necromancer had set up shop, and they were preparing to eat dinner, when they heard that the Necromancer was trying to assemble a gemstone that had been cursed by many powerful beings. The stone could be used to control anyone the possessor of the stone wanted. If the gem was destroyed, it would unleash a powerful explosion upon its shattering. Extreme had a Totem of Undying that his great-great-grandfather had given to him, so he would be fine. They made there way to the castle together. But when they got there, it was too late! The Necromancer had assembled the shards of the gem, and was now using it on Destiny! Her eyes, normally a pale blue, turned as red as the ruby controlling her. She whirled on Extreme, rushed up to him, grabbed him, and stabbed him through the heart. He gave her one last smile, then crumpled to the ground as the Necromancer released her from his control. She started to sob, holding his dead body, as the Necromancer approached them. He tried to cast a spell to reanimate Extreme, but for some reason it didn't work. He tried again and again, but nothing. Suddenly, Extreme's eyes sprang open, he leapt up, and started to drag the Necromancer away from the surprised Destiny. She asked the question everyone was thinking. "How...?" Extreme explained that the totem saved him, and that she needed to run, because he was going to break the gem that was still on the Necromancer's pale neck. She begged him not to, saying that she had already lost him once, but he stood resolute. Finally she ran away, still crying, as a enormous explosion rocked the building. A few days later, she was leaving his funeral, when she heard a familiar voice. She gasped, and spun around. There was Extreme! He explained that he hadn't technically been saved by the totem the first time. The knife she stabbed him with hadn't cut him too deeply, thanks to it being mostly blocked by the totem. So, he managed to survive the explosion. She slapped him for lying to her earlier, than kissed him.

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Note: My friends IRL, if you're reading this, please don't comment. That means you! I just started to write this for the story jam. Yes, this is unlikely. I know.