SPKZMC:Matrix

🟢 Project Art3mis: The MoNoLidThZ Matrix Parody

Scene opens in darkness. A blinking green cursor flickers silently on a black screen.

> connect play.califrogmc.online

> handshake initiated...

> verifying FastLogin credentials for: MoNoLidThZ

> cracked=true | auth=offline | godmode=enabled

> connecting to channel_1...

> MOTD: Welcome to Project Art3mis.

> Login accepted.

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[INT. BEDROOM – NIGHT]

MoNoLidThZ sits hunched over a glowing screen, fans of his ThinkPad humming like a drone. Distant Horizons loaded. Shader flickering. His hands tremble as the virtual world syncs into view.

Suddenly, a discordant ping.

A message appears in his chat box:

[Server: Royal Decree is watching.]

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[CUT TO: BLACK]

Mysterious music echoes, low and suspenseful.

MORPHRONG (Royal Decree):

"You take the blue bed—you wake up in your base, believing whatever you want. You take the red bed—you stay in Art3mis, and I show you how deep the tunnel goes."

MoNoLidThZ:

"I—I think I already slept in both beds and respawned in the middle of the void."

MORPHRONG:

"Then it’s already begun."

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[INT. TRON-LIKE DIGITAL HIGHWAY]

MoNoLidThZ looks around: blocky neon patterns form endless highways of deepslate and dirt. He stands atop the Captain’s Lodge in Oasis, staring out into the void of possibilities.

He whispers, not to anyone, but to himself:

“I’m in.”

A flash of blue light shoots through the nether portal. He equips Elytra, flexes the /tick freeze power briefly. MoNoLidThZ:

“Time... to reload the simulation.”

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[CUT TO BLACK]

Green text scrolls across the screen, slowly typing one final message:

Welcome, MoNoLidThZ.  
You are the chosen one.  
Remember: Art3mis has no rules.  
Only terrain, tech, and tunnel rights.

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Project Art3mis ⛏ Reloaded. Retextured. Ruleless.

"The Royal Decree is real. The simulation is unstable. But the ping is good."

🎮 Coming Soon to a Shulker Near You.