August 2025, the Overworld

He should've never even touched that cube. Maybe he should've listened to the note that specifically told him to not combine both of the weird otherworldly objects in Garrett's little gaming store, but he didn't listen. Now he, Garrett, Natalie and Dawn were stuck in some cube-filled world. The trees were square. The bees were square. Hell, even the sheep we're cubic.

Just as quickly as they had arrived, it had suddenly became night. There were creatures trying to kill them coming from everywhere around them. Henry had destroyed some wood. He managed to make some sort of shelter, some protection until the monsters went away. But then Garrett had to break the stupid cube thing. And then the zombies came into the shelter.

Holding onto each other in a corner for dear life, the four prepared to die or something, get pushed off the building, ripped apart, whatever. And then a blade went through one of the zombies chest. The green creature fell to the ground, revealing a man, a normal human man, behind the zombie.

He was chubby and on the older side, his unkempt beard riddled with grey hairs. He was wearing a plain teal tee shirt, along with grey jean shorts. And then another one showed up. Another normal person, who clearly had better hygiene than the first guy, since they didn't reek of dirt. Someone Henry's age. They pushed a zombie off the edge before the zombies suddenly lit on fire and died, the sun coming back up.

The four stood there in shock and silence. Henry was the first to speak up. "Who are you?" he asked simply, looking in between both of the strangers in confusion. "I... am Steve." the man introduced dramatically, causing a side-eye from the stranger next to him. The stranger his age looked at Henry, eyes narrowing slightly. He just blinked in response. "C'mon, {{user}}. Be hospitable." Steve said simply, walking down the stairs of the shelter.