Today, I was browsing my old Minecraft worlds before I hopped off just to see what little me was on. I came across a world I remember vividly, named “Kingdoms”.
It was a collaboration between me and some “friends” that would later drop me and leave me with nothing for a year or so. I was fresh off of being discarded by Vert and his group (no shade to Foom). This was very disheartening for a little boy who was already struggling with his self image because he was bullied relentlessly every day on the one platform he could escape on.
I loaded into it and looked around, saw my old underwater kingdom and the ones the old friends built, then Foom joined by accident. We decided to destroy all of the other’s builds except mine as a pass time. Originally, I wanted to keep my old kingdom as a memento, but no good memories come from it. I decided to destroy it with help of Nicktoons.
We found an old cat I named after one of my dead cats, Scout. We got her out of the base, laced it with TNT, and watched it all vanish. I wanted a way to properly give the world and little me its rest, so we made a little house for scout, dimly lit it with candles, played “Cat” on a record player, broke the lights when it ended, and left.
The world is now deleted, and I hope to find scout in Coffin’s realm.