I am Sergeant Ghast, one of the army members fighting for the Nether side. Certain conflicts have arisen recently. The Nether government has gotten tired of being stuck in this place. They are running out of resources, and have since then decided to invade the Overworld realm to take what they have. The government figures that it’s about time that we do this. We have been trapped in the Nether for so long because the humans and Villagers find our kind to be threatening. They hardly stop to remember that they are the ones with the huge swords.
Some of the monsters in the Nether are against this war. They think that it will only cause more trouble than it’s worth. I think that this war is a great idea. Those Overworld people deserve what they have coming to them. This is what they get for not signing the trade agreement that was proposed years ago. With a few tiny signatures and an agreement to trade supplies with us, this war could be all over. The other side seems to be too proud to do anything like that, so I guess our side has to keep fighting until the other side surrenders or until we take over the Overworld once and for all.
There’s just one big problem facing the Nether army...and that is that we are losing, pretty badly, too. Even the best generals can’t seem to find a way to help us win the war now. No one knows what will happen if we lose. The war’s whole goal is to invade the Overworld. All of our fighters are working on the offensive. If the soldiers from the Overworld army got into the Nether, well, we’d be ruined. We have no one here to defend the Nether. That’s why we need to win the war quickly and ruin the Overworld army. There’s only one guy who has the perfect plan to win the war, and that’s me. I’m going to fine-tune my plans tomorrow and then tell the general what I’ve come up with. With my plans, we can win the war and take over the Overworld!
Day Two: My Plans
Dear Diary,
The Nether army has a lot of problems, one of which being that we never get to do the laundry so everyone is always smelly. The biggest problem is probably that the army is going too soft on the Overworld army. This is a war, after all. We need to put a little more force behind our army if we want to be able to win. All we have in our army are a few Ghasts like myself leading the army and a lot of Skeletons to be our soldiers. The Overworld army is much bigger than the Nether army. They have humans and Villagers fighting. Sometimes we'll even see some Creepers and other mobs fighting for their side.
I don’t know why the other Ghasts can’t see it, but the solution for making a stronger army is clear to me. We need to add more monsters into the army. Skeletons may be the easiest monster to train, but they certainly aren’t the only monsters that can be trained. We need monsters who have the ability to scare the other army so much that they’ll go home, running and crying to their mommies. Adding monsters like Blazes, Endermen, and even the Enderdragon if we could get one would really bring an edge to this lame army.
Another thing that would make it easier for us to win is getting rid of some of the army rules. We should be able to attack first and ask questions later. That would certainly cut down the size of their army, even if it didn’t provide the army with any new information. It might be a little barbaric, but no army has ever won a war because they were being nice.
I really do think that my ideas are the key to winning this war and taking over the Overworld. I am going to present my ideas to the war council tomorrow. Maybe I’ll even get promoted once they see what I’ve come up with. I’ll write all about it tomorrow.
Day Three: The War Council Meeting
Dear Diary,
I made sure to put all of my ideas down in writing. I made up more note cards than I needed. I wanted to make sure that I didn’t forget a thing. This meeting could mark the day that I become a famous army leader. I wanted everything to go perfectly. The last thing that I wanted was for things not to go as planned.
I floated into the meeting, trying to look as confident as possible. It wasn’t all just an act, either. I was actually feeling very good about all of this. My plan was perfect. I just knew that it would lead to a breakthrough for the Nether army.
Inside of the council room, the general and a few lower-ranking soldiers were waiting for me. I felt a little nervous when I saw them all waiting there, but I knew that I had to be brave if I was to explain my plan properly. I floated behind the podium that had been set out for me. I read my plans out to my audience. I didn’t mess up a single word. I didn’t stutter at all and none of my note cards had gotten out of order. Everything went perfectly. Now I just had to wait for a response.
The response I got from the general was nothing like I expected. “Sergeant Ghast!” He yelled my name in shock. “You can’t be serious! These plans are barbaric, even for the Nether army! The army hasn’t done anything like this in hundreds of years, and we definitely aren’t going to do it again! Get out of my sight! I don’t want to talk about this anymore!”
It all happened so fast. I didn’t even have time to defend myself before two other Ghasts dragged me out of the council meeting room. I still don’t know where I went wrong. Maybe if I sleep on this I’ll be able to figure out where I went wrong. I’ll write more tomorrow.
Day Four: The Secret Courtroom
Dear Diary,
I woke up to a shock in the middle of the night--literally. I felt another Ghast zap me. The electricity from his zap paralyzed me so I couldn’t move. I felt a cloth bag was placed over my head, but I couldn’t see who was doing it. I was being kidnaped. I was sure of it. I tried to get out of the bag, but I couldn’t. Suddenly, I was pulled off of my bed. Someone was dragging me somewhere. I knew that it must have been another Ghast. They are the only ones who would be strong enough to move me. What did they want from me?
; Eventually, the dragging stopped and I was propped up in a chair. Another zap shocked me, but now I could move again. I removed the cloth bag from over my face and looked up. I hadn’t been kidnapped and taken out of the base. I was in a secret room inside of the base. It looked like a courtroom.
“Sergeant Ghast,” a judge, who also happened to be the general, said my name to get my attention. “You are being put on trial for having crazy ideas about what the government should do with the army. You are aware that crazy Ghasts can’t work for the army, correct?”
“Correct Sir, but--” he cut me off before I could say anything else.
“Do you recognize these?” The judge/general held up the papers I have given him yesterday. I nodded. “Did you write these?”
“Yeah, I wrote them, but I don’t see what the big deal--” He cut me off again.
“So you admit that these are all your own ideas and that you think they would actually help the army?”