Not a name, really. More of an echo. A tag carved into the underside of floating islands, signed at the bottom of impossible redstone contraptions, and whispered in dead chat channels.

Some say he was the first player to punch a tree. Others claim he never existed—just a glitch in the server log, a phantom UUID that crashed your game if you tried to /tp to him.

They called him .

Above the nether roof, floating in an endless blue void, was a single chest. Inside? Not diamonds. Not netherite.

But I found his base.