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La historia de PEKKA el mejor jugador de minecraft

Hola a todos, sí esta historia está sin conclusíon desde el 2019 pero ahora la continuaré y en futuro 
terminaré y compilaré


Tras pasar varíos días preparandose para la batalla, nuestro héroe salío a la busqueda de sus zorros mascota (los que tengan memoria de elefante se acordarán que se los robaron). Pasaron varios días pero no había señales de ninguna clase de ladón de zorros... lo único que habia a la vista eran vacas, ovejas, un puesto de pillagers. ESPERA esos son puestos donde se esconden los mejores ladrones del mundo, PEKKA se acercó de la manera más sigilosa, entró al sitio y mató a todos esos aldeanos de negro corazón. Pero sin señal de sus zorros -¨talvez se los comieron¨- pensó PEKKA sorprendido que esos ladrones no le hayan robado a sus mascotas, pero la mayor sorpresa estaba por llegar. Sus zorros estaban de regreso!!! y trajeron consigo un cofre que tenía grabado en su tapa templo de los horrores, vaya... quien lo diría nuestro héroe no tuvo que entrar a ese horrible templo despúes de todo. Más tarde justo durante la noche PEKKA bombardeo con TNT todo el templo, dejando toneladas de hilo de araña, carne podrida y huesos en el suelo, oh y puntos de experiencia tambíen.

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