#hardcore lore

Essentially the God war between the Enderking and the other Gods put immense strain on the very fabric of reality. Between Enderpookie literally tearing chucks out of the Overworld and Nether and pulling them into the End, and the other Gods (Blaze and Rose) expending huge amounts of power to change/sustain the afflicted areas, by the end of the war (flooding the End/death of Enderking) the world is hanging by a thread.

This is one part caused by the loss of matter in Overworld/Nether causing the Void to push into areas it should never be - the most obvious example being Nether Void - and the second part is the sudden increase of matter in the End (even if Enderking used his power to shrink the stolen pieces it’s still a huge amount of matter).

For the purposes of this lore idea, the Void is separate from the world, more like an inter-dimensional glue that exists between all worlds. An all consuming abyss that is eternal and never ending. The only being that has any kind of claim on it is Kristin - as goddess of death - because to fall into the Void is the closest the living can get to Her, if only briefly.

Normally both Overworld and Nether are firmly separated from the Void, both have solid bedrock to keep it at bay, but the Enderkings abuse of his power unwittingly created new openings in both realms. This has allowed the Void to gain a strong foothold and caused the whole world to become unstable.

In Nether Void there is additional problems. In order to maintain her seat of power in the Nether, the Blaze Empress has used a massive amount of power to hold the Void at bay. This has worked, as seen with the Quartress, but she is also unintentionally draining even more energy and matter from the Nether (and herself) into the abyss, where it will never be recovered. It is a one way system that she (and the world as a whole) can never regain what she puts forth.

The other side of the problem is the End. A realm that should normally be on the brink of existence, quite literally floating over the Void with no barriers, filled with nothing but barren islands and abandoned cities. But when the Enderking first came into being, when he first began using his power to claim pieces of other realms and pull them to his side, he disrupted an ancient, careful balancing act that the End had been keeping with the ever hungry Void.

It’s not obvious, like in Nether Void, but this change in the End has also agitated the Void, further adding to the instability of the world as a whole. As time passed and the remaining Gods grew weaker and less active, the world they lived in became more and more fragile, drawing closer and closer to the limit it could take before it all shattered into nothingness.

And then Philza found the world.

A fragile, beautiful world filled with the creations of Gods. Crumbling ruins they may have been, but still beautiful, still existing. For now.

As the Angel of Death his presence alone is just barely enough to still the Voids ravenous destruction… but only barely. The moment he entered the world it clung to him, his life in this world is the final thread, the last thing holding it together, but if (When) he dies… that will be the end.

And Philza knows.

He knew it the moment he arrived.

And he’s the only one who knows.

None of the gods know how close they are to complete destruction, none realise the true cost of their ancient war.

The Gods that are still awake, still aware of the world, see Philza as a curiosity, nothing more than a strange, friendly little mortal that tends to their creations, who listens to their stories and travels the land. He is kind, and helpful, but doesn’t hold any true power or importance.

They don’t realise he is the last thing between them and oblivion.

And in the end, when Philza does end up losing that single precious life to this world, the Void will be swift and merciless.

It will consume all in its path, the Overworld, the Nether, the End.

Not even the Gods will be safe.

They won’t have the chance to realise what is happening, when their world and lives end.

The only thing that will survive from this place will be Phil.

With a single death he will slip away, the dying world will lose its grip on him, and he will continue to wander the worlds, stepping from one to the next with the ease of waking from a dream.

And yup that’s a pretty good summary of my brainrot idea for Philzas Hardcore world lore.