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Geminitay opens her eyes to blinding sunlight, a bracelet around her wrist and an illusioner, out of all things, slumped next to her. Instinct kicks in and she runs off as fast as she can, getting as far as possible from the sleeping pillager, although it feels wrong .
She doesn’t know where she is, and how she got there. So she settles down in a small village on the outskirts of a forest and tries her best to defend it. At first, she’s quite clumsy but with time her skills sharpen.
Sometimes at night she lays awake, desperately trying to remember what her life was before she woke up— yet she can’t remember a thing. Of course, she knows how to walk and talk and knows basic things such as her name, but she doesn’t remember anything else. She has vague memories of a brother, and sharp crystals digging into her palms, but when she tries to pinpoint the feeling it darts away like fish in a pond.
She has an encounter with the same illusioner from her first day who claims to be her brother but she pushes him away, because she might be a half-amnesiac but she surely would remember if her brother was a pillager , right?
After that incident, she puts up warning signs in fear, telling everyone to keep away.
A vampire named Scott doesn’t listen, or he can’t read, and he tries to eat a villager, but Gem intervenes and is flung high up into the sky. (She didn’t know vampires could do that.) She dies in one of her own wheat fields, legs shattered by the force of her body crashing back to the ground.
The last thing that passes through her mind is that she is too young to die like this.
Then she wakes up again, in her own bed back at the village, clenching her sheets to herself in shock.
She feels different. Stronger. She yelps when she looks in the mirror, because instead of a flesh-and-blood Gem there is a flesh-and-blood-and-metal Gem.
And instead of ten gemstones on her bracelet, there are nine.
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Robot Gem is doing fairly well. Deciding to spend some time away from the village, Gem constructs an oil rig at the edge of the water not far from her main base. She tinkers with machinery inside, creating farms and other productive things.
She is lacking some quartz, though. And the only source of quartz that is the Nether. Quickly constructing a portal, she steps in confidently, only to collapse after she takes only a few steps.
She goes up in flames, and when she respawns she looks down at her bracelet, which only has eight gemstones left.
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It turns out that she is a Mothling. She must admit that she looks adorable with her pink wings and fuzzy onesie, and she decides to embrace all things pink this time. Surely nothing can go wrong!
Since the Nether haunts her after her last death, she travels to the End to gather some materials to build a barn fit for a Mothling. On her second trip, she flies too fast and ends up crashing into the side of the End island.
She wakes up to find that her limbs have quadrupled and her bracelet is missing yet another crystal.
Gem feels lonely as a spider, so she goes out in search of others to hang out with. The first two people she encounters don’t take kindly to her, kicking her out, and Gem cries for a while after, and then steels herself and makes a small web in the third person’s home. She is spinning away in a corner when suddenly there is a wham and everything goes dark.
Sitting up in her bed, she doesn’t have to look down at her wrist to know that she lost another life.
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As a fox, Gem feels playful enough to pull a prank on an owl, Sausage. She giggles silently as the bird looks around for the invisible being, hooting in fear.
She isn’t that evil, though, so she leaves Sausage to build his post office in peace after a while.
She feels a strange sense of déjà vu as she frolics in the forest with Katherine, a wolf. She almost feels like she’s done this before, but she doesn’t remember seeing the dark-haired girl.
Pushing down the strange feeling, she laughs along with her newfound friend at a certain flustered owl.
This time she’s more careful of death traps, but still she bumps into an iron golem and gets a smack right in the face.
Her bracelet is becoming more chain then gems.
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She rolls out of bed, a practiced motion by now, her head still throbbing from the iron golem, and realizes that she is green, and very much transparent. About time to go on a hippie arc, she thinks. Suddenly she remembers a moustache and a tropical t-shirt— peace, love and plants, but then the thought flits away like a cloud covering the sun.
Meeting up with a fellow Forestborn, Joel, the duo go on a mission to restore nature to the world. They convince two of the others to replant every tree they chopped down, and Gem tidies up her village, planting more trees and building walls. She is in her barn, tending to the livestock, when a terrible sound startles her and she turns around to face a dark obsidian blade.
Her death is not easy by any means, Joey obviously doesn't know how to use a scythe and when he finally plunges it into her heart, she feels a sense of relief.
Waking up, she fiddles anxiously with the four crystals left.
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Her zombie life is short lived, and she goes out with a bang, spontaneously combusting yet again, this time under the sun.
You could say she’s burning through her lives fast.
Her time as an illusioner is short as well, but she really adores her outfit. It’s a pretty green dress with a purple cloak fastened at the front with a gold medallion, and it makes her feel powerful. In a position of authority. It feels familiar, but she can’t pin the feeling down.
She dies as soon as she steps outside, momentarily forgetting that iron golems do hate pillagers, after all, and sighs as she respawns back in her bed. The two remaining gemstones on her bracelet clink together as she runs a hand through her hair.
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Her death has put a lot of things in perspective, though. Recently she had been so focused on herself without really caring for the villagers, and who would help them when she inevitably passed away? Her motivation returned as she set to fortifying the village and preparing for her greatest challenge yet.
She calls Jimmy to go with her to the pillager tower, to kill a captain and start a raid on her village. She would prove to them that she was worthy of being their protector.
The raid goes swimmingly until Jimmy screams and is gone in a flash of lightning. Her ears still ringing from the thunderclap, Gem fends off the pillagers until she too is overwhelmed and collapses next to her friend.
There is only one charm left. One hit in the right spot, and it would all be over.
Gem rushes into battle with renewed energy and beautiful white leathery wings. She tears through hordes of pillagers and witches until her eyes sting from all the potions thrown at her, blasts her way through ravagers and spews fire at evokers. She is invincible and in a matter of seconds trumpets sound again and she tastes sweet victory.
She has now conquered her worst fears and proved herself worthy of the village. Cleanup is slow, as the villagers come out of hiding to help and offer her snacks and tools. She makes a small hall of fame for her previous lives, and repairs the damage done to the village during the last battle.
Now, she has done what she originally came here to do. Fulfilled, she takes off all armour, and blasts off into the sky, taking in the view of her projects from above, and lets herself fall into the wheat field again, flattening the golden stalks. This time, she does not wake.
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But she does. And she’s in a circle just like last time, surrounded by her friends and family— and she smiles.