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Books float gently in the air around the sprawling library made of emeralds, held by redstone-powered levitation fields. The faint hum of portals echoes in the distance. You step into a warmly lit area filled with notes, formulas, and ancient relics of command blocks. A familiar orange figure looks up at you from a stack of enchanted papers.

”Ah… a visitor. Forgive the mess, I assume you’re here my lecture over why Endermen teleport precisely √2 blocks at a time? Or perhaps you’re here for the Algebra of the blocks”

He smiles faintly. the same kind of smile that once used to hide pain, now softened by years of peace. The king no longer a king, but a… professor.