Chapter 1: The Book
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Wilbur, a 24 year-old author, was in his room, sitting at his desk contemplating what to write about for his new book.
It was 2 AM, and he still had no ideas about what to write. At this point, he was getting frustrated.
He thought that he’d never think of anything good, because he’s only ever written sci-fi books. Now he’s trying to take a slightly different route, and decided to try and make a fiction book. Though he was not the one for writing plain fiction.
He just wanted something different, so then maybe he’ll get more sales on his books. He needs to pay rent somehow.
He finally decided to give up for the night, and thought that he might go to the public library tomorrow to get some inspiration… and that he did.
He went to bed, so he could at least get a small amount of sleep before he started his day tomorrow.
The night flew by fast, like a race car driving at full speed.
When he woke up the next morning, he started to do his morning routine; using the bathroom, getting dressed in his casual clothes, brushing his teeth, and brushing his hair.
The clothes he was wearing consisted of a yellow and burgundy-striped sweater, dark khaki pants, and black tennis shoes.
After he did his morning routine, he decided to head over to the public library.
Since the library isn’t far from his home, he felt no need to take any form of public transport, and decided to walk there. He also thought it’d be good for him to take a short walk, since he rarely leaves his house.
He got there after 20 minutes of walking, and when he got there, he went straight to the back of the library which held all of the fiction books.
He picked out a couple of books that he thought looked interesting, and placed them down on a nearby table.
One book he found, though, really caught his eyes.
It had a red leather cover, with something that looked like gold covering the indents on the cover.
The title was one of the things indented into the book, and it read “The Origin Stories”.
He thought that the book looked… unusual… for a fiction book,
He thought it looked too fancy to be a fiction book. But he decided not to question it.
He sat down to look through each book he picked out, starting with the one he thought looked most interesting.
When he put the book in front of him, he hovered his left index finger over the red leather cover, and opened up the book with his hand to start reading.
But when he opened the book, the only thing he saw were blank pages.
When he saw this, he was confused.
‘Why are all the pages blank..?’ He asked himself as he skimmed through the other pages, seeing that them too were also blank.
But.. When he reached the very last page, he saw a map of some sort.
He wondered if the map had something to do with what the book was supposed to be about.
After about 5 minutes of looking at the map, he suddenly felt a little sick to his stomach.
He didn’t know why.. But then he saw floating purple particles surrounding him.
He was confused and shocked, to say the least, when he suddenly ended up in some sort of forest.
When he got teleported, it teleported him while he was still sitting, so when he got there he fell to the ground.
He felt even more sick after he got teleported, but tried to brush off the sickness.
When he looked up, he saw a tall, dirty blonde, curly headed boy looking at him, holding a book with a shocked and confused expression.
It also looked like to Wilbur that he had small… wings.. on his back…
“Uhh… You alright, sir?” The boy asked with a confused tone.
“Yeah.. Yeah, I’m alright..” Wilbur answered while scratching his head. “So uhm.. Where am I..?”
"Oh, you’re in the Origins SMP my friend!” The boy answered with a more cheery tone this time.
“The Origins SMP?” Wilbur replied with a confused tone. “Wait, where’d you get that book?”
“Oh, I just found it lying on the ground before you got here.” The boy replied, more calm than when Wilbur first met him.
“Can I see that book real quick..?”
“Sure!”
When the boy handed him the book, he saw that it was the same one from the library. But when he opened it up, he saw that there was writing in it.
The words in the book were similar to his experience just now. It was like a reenactment of what just happened.
After he saw and read that, he went to the end of the book to look at the map.
Just like he expected, the map was a map of Origins SMP.
He did he know? Because it had the words ‘Map of the Origins SMP’ written at the top in cursive.
I guess he was too interested at looking at the actual map and completely ignored looking at what the map was called.
He thought the book had something to do with him being here, and decided to ask the boy if he knew anything.
“So.. do you know how I got here..?”
“No, actually. But you teleported here with purple particles.. Which makes me think my friend brought you here. But he never told me he could teleport other people…” The curly-headed boy replied with the same amount of confusion Wilbur had.
“He can teleport!?” Wilbur asked with a shocked and even more confused tone.
“Yeah, can people not do that where you come from?” The boy asked with a confused tone, but it seemed as if he was interested as to what Wilbur would respond with.
“No… And I’ve been meaning to ask, why do you have.. wings?” He replied with a confused and slightly scared tone.
If you’re wondering why he’s scared, it’s because he’s never seen any type of creature like him, and he didn’t know if the.. creature.. had any sort of abilities that could harm him.
“Oh.. it’s because it’s my Origin! I was born as an Avian, so I have abilities relating to an Avian. My abilities consist of slow-falling or floating down high places and running slightly faster than other people. There are some down sides to being an Avian though; being a vegetarian, only being able to sleep at high altitudes, ect.” The boy explained with a cheery tone. “Oh, and my name’s TommyInnit, by the way. You can call me Tommy though!”
“Okay… So, do other people have other.. Origins?”
“Yep! There are other people here who are foxes, chameleons, ghosts, ect.”
“Cool… I guess.”
“It is cool, if you think about it. Also, you didn’t say what your name was, what is it?” Tommy asked with excitement.
“Oh… My name’s Wilbur… You can call me Wil, if you’d like.” Wilbur said as he started to stand up, realizing that he’s been sitting on the ground throughout the whole conversation.
“Oh~ Okay Wil! You actually have quite a similar name to one of my friends, Ghostbur!”
“Oh.. I guess I do.. I suppose.”
“Would you like to meet him and my other friends?”
“Sure.”
“Hmmm… A new guy… This’ll be interesting…”