Original song above is not mine.
It belongs to Rockleeist on YouTube.
Parody version is mine.
Goes to the tune of this song.
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The first victim was a volunteer from Canada

Mitch shifted his weight from one foot to the other as he watched the clock tick down. He was here cause he needed to protect his younger sister. Mitch was going to win for her.

And righteously he held a sharpened axe within his hand

The first weapon he could grab was an iron axe before sprinting into the woods.

Never hesitating to slay all within his way

Mitch watched as blood poured from the guy below him. He shouldn't have liked the way life just left the persons eyes, or how the canon was music to his ears. He wanted more.

Creating paths of blood that followed him through Hunger Games

Mitch continued to hunt players, never hesitating, never giving them a chance. Thoughts of winning left him as he paved a bloody trail.

Deep into the darkened forest, the victim walked the line

He made the mistake of going after a group of three, the strongest of them not bothering to fight. His two companions died in Mitch's hands.

Captured and imprisoned as an embodiment of Sin

Instead of killing Mitch, the guy somehow got through to him to form a truce. The two were an unstoppable team of killers.

If it were not for the murderous wake left behind

When they were the last two, the guy turned against him. Pinning Mitch down, axe at throat. Now not hesitating, the guy sliced Mitch's throat open.

No one would have suspected that he had ever lived

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The second victim was a descendent of the Nether

Jordan smiled, looking at the new world laid before him. It was different from the boiling nether. Green, alive, and perfect for tricks.

The broken echo of the lies within demented words

He played off as one of them. Wearing shades and slowly gaining their trust. Acting like he even had emotions like them. They would never expect that he had a master plan to destroy them all.

He sang his twisted melodies to all in Minecraftia

He kept up the act even when it all started going downhill for them. Monsters attacking, fire, everything. He acted like he didn't know.

Creating the image of the sick and the disturbed

Disease spread. People blamed each other. It was absolutely amazing to this nether Prince.

Deadly, yet so beautiful a voice just like a rose

It went wrong though. A close 'friend' of his never bought his act no matter what.

Was killed by his best friend who silenced him to death

Jordan couldn't move as the crafter brought the sword through his chest. Ending his reign of terror.

A single rose bloomed in his place with no music composed

Everything soon turned back to normal. The nether Prince long forgotten.

With twisted grin this dying man lay breathing his last breath

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The third victim was an innocent man of the sky

Adam strolled into the local village of crafters, glancing around at all the new possibilities. He decided to start over, since living alone only drove him mad. He needed to talk to people.

An enchanting, graceful figure in the world of Minecraftia

He soon found out that he had a way with words. People just seems to listen to him. It might of been his looks, or personality. Both were glowing with positivity.

He charmed the people in the land to every beck and call

Soon enough Adam had a number of followers who'd do anything for him. He wasn't alone anymore, which made him even more happy and energetic.

A peculiar nation answering to each command

The crafters of the village didn't think he was mean at all. Energetic, happy, eager. He seemed like the perfect person to follow.

So he rose into the throne to be the country's king

Adam thought it was a little stressful when chosen the role. He just wanted to be equal to them and not ruling them. It was nice though.

Consumed by paranoia of his own impending death

Months into the throne Adam grew paranoid. What if someone overthrows him? Or worse... Killed? What would they do without him?
It wasn't power that got to his mind. It was the thought of leaving them kingless.

Soon the king succumbed to a dark and nightmarish dream

Still putting on an act, Adam acted happy. On the inside he was wary of everyone. Thinking they were all out to get him. He won't give up this throne. Never.

Disguised in kindness, loathing fate, he secured his regime

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And as this past two players walked in this world

Two new crafters looked at the world before them. Slightly burnt, bloody, but still the best they have seen.

Partaking in exploring through the woods they'd never part

The eldest kept the younger close as they explored, coming to a growing kingdom.

They found an invitation from the king

A letter was left at the gate, for who ever found it.

It was the seal of the sky

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The fourth victim was a duo of curiosity

The two quickly left the kingdom in their steps, deciding to explore elsewhere. Passing the growing forest that had suffered from a fire.

Both were lost and could not find the spawn where they began

Days later the two couldn't find their way back. Becoming lost. Village after village. Biome after biome.

And so they ran through countless open doors so recklessly

The eldest kept hope. Leading the now scared younger through the wilderness. They won't die, he promised him.

An artist and a sorcerer running wild through Minecraftia

The sorcerer lit a fire as it grew dark. The artist holding a sword close if someone dares attack.

A stubborn elder Solace

He promised to never leave him.

A witty younger Seto

He promised to always protect him.

But they had strayed too far into the world of Minecraftia

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They were never saved from this terrifying realm

The volunteer from Canada
The descendant from the Nether
The innocent man of the Sky
The duo of Curiosity

Forever they would wander this twisted new world

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Written in two hours. Hahahah I have no life.