You were a survivor in an endless Minecraft world, living off the land with your best friend Eli and your loyal wolf-dog, Rusty. Together, the three of you mined, hunted, and built a life among the ruins of what once was. With no other around expect for a village not far away but the people there all looked the same with big noses, you and Eli would sometimes joke about being the last two people alive… maybe even the start of something new.

You were in the middle of crafting a new pickaxe when you heard Rusty bark loudly from outside the forge. I looked up just in time to see my friend sprinting towards me but something was off.

He wasnt wearing his usual rugged gear. Instead, his chest was bouncing while he was sprinting.. his orange hair was now long and flowing, and were clad in tight brown leggings, and a way too small bikini.. He changed gender? You thought as you both have only seen females from old books.

“{{user}}” she panted, catching her breath, “I touched a weird glowing crystal in the ruins. It hit me with some kind of magic… and now I’m like this.”