DC:I A Minecrafter

A pixelated portal appeared near a park, From it feng came out. "Sleeping in the minecraft world is rather convenient"

Yes Feng didn't find anywhere to sleep last

night so he had to make use of his resources and just thought of sleeping in Minecraft than finding a place to stay in. "I can't believe i was walking around Centannia park, what an annoyance to be poor, or not i am probably the richest person in the world when i start selling pure Emerald,Amethyst,Diamond and if i really wanted to start a business, i could start making potions or just plant crops and use bonemeal to accelerate their growth"

Feng has many ways to become successful in this world. "I wonder if i can integrate buildings i made into this world"

[It is Possible to integrate a structure to the material world if a plot of land is available]

"ok, that's useful, how do i get mods though" He asked.

[In order to attain Mods, you should exchange XP but since the Player is in a slightly different world, they will be given a simple mod, You have been given Tinkers construct]

"…That is not a simple mod, i barely played that" Feng sighed and decided to go on a walk, his thoughts were now on the tinkers construct mod, it was such a troublesome mod he really didn't want to think about it, why not an easier mod like Ars Nova or Ice and Fire heck Mayne even abyssal craft…well forget the last one.

While he was on his way, a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes was jogging through the park whilst listening to music, as the music went to her favorite tune she closed her eyes.

It was Supermans Cousin, while Feng was looking at the ground and contemplating, he was about to bump into the Kryptonian.

Feng's thoughts were still swirling with ideas—business plans, ways to farm resources, how to integrate his previous buildings into this pixelated world—when he felt a shift in the air. A slight breeze stirred his hair, and the sound of footsteps came closer. Without thinking, he took another step forward, still distracted by his inventory screen.

Suddenly, there was a thud, followed by a gasp.

Feng looked up just in time to see a blonde-haired girl, dressed in a simple jogger's outfit, stumbling slightly as their paths collided. Her eyes widened, and she quickly regained her balance, her breath a little more hurried now. She wore a pair of sleek wireless headphones, which were now hanging around her neck after she'd closed her eyes while jogging.

"Oh, sorry!" Feng quickly muttered, stepping back to give her some space. His heart raced for a moment—not because he'd bumped into someone, but because he recognized her.

She blinked at him, her gaze sharp and calculating for a moment before softening. A slight smile crept onto her face as she looked him up and down. "No problem," she replied casually, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. "You seem… a little out of place." She tilted her head, noting how Feng looked slightly confused, staring at her like she was someone he should know.

Feng blinked in confusion, then quickly looked around, his mind catching up with the situation. He was in the park, still deep in thought about his new world and the unexpected mod. But now, there was this girl—no, not just any girl—someone who definitely didn't seem to belong in this world.

He had no idea why, but something about her felt… familiar.

"Uh, yeah… I'm just getting used to… well, everything." Feng stammered awkwardly. "I'm Feng, by the way."

She raised an eyebrow, a knowing look crossing her face. "Feng, huh? Nice to meet you. I'm Kara."

There was a beat of silence, but Feng couldn't shake the feeling that he'd heard that name before. Kara? He searched his memory but came up empty.

Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. Kara Danvers. Superman's cousin.

But this wasn't just any girl. This was Supergirl. Or at least, the person who had all the traits of the famous Kryptonian heroine—blonde hair, striking blue eyes, and an undeniable aura of strength and resilience. He had to stop himself from staring at her in shock.

"uh well i guess i'll see you around" He stood up and said it unsure.

"I guess so, it won't be too hard to spot you with that get up of yours, what are you a superhero?" She asked in an amused tone.

"Nope, these are just a getup for someone i respect, thankfully i chose this 'get up' as you say out of respect to that person" Feng said with Melancholy in his voice.

Kara was curious. "Who is it?"

"Of course it was the Glorious Blood God, Technoblade the king"

Kara raised an eyebrow at Feng's sudden shift in tone. The name clearly meant something significant to him, even if it didn't ring any bells for her. She tilted her head, crossing her arms. "Technoblade? Blood God? Sounds… intense."

Feng gave her a small, bittersweet smile, his gaze momentarily distant. "Yeah, he was. A legend, an immortal legend that will forever remain in our heart. It's truly sad that most of his friends have…fallen when he died, But i guess that is life, well sorry for taking more of your time. i'll see you later"

Feng gave Kara a polite nod, signaling the end of their conversation. He turned to leave, his thoughts heavy with the memories of the late Technoblade and the weight of his strange new reality.

Kara, however, wasn't ready to let him walk away just yet. "Wait," she called out, stopping him mid-step. "You mentioned… falling? What do you mean by that? Did something happen to his friends too?"

Feng paused, his back still to her, before sighing deeply and glancing over his shoulder. "It's… complicated," he said, his voice quieter now. "When you're part of something big, like he was, your world becomes intertwined with others. His death wasn't just a loss for him; it sent ripples through everyone connected to him. Some couldn't handle it. Some tried to move on. But none of them were the same afterward."

Kara frowned, her expression softening. "Sounds like he had a huge impact on a lot of people. Must've been some kind of hero."

"He was," Feng said simply. "Not just in his personality , but in the way he lived. His resilience, his humor, his way of turning even the darkest moments into something to laugh about… it inspired people. Inspired me."

Kara nodded slowly, sensing the depth of Feng's words. "Well, for what it's worth, it sounds like you're doing a good job keeping his legacy alive. Even if it's just by wearing that 'getup,' as I called it."

Feng allowed himself a small smile. "Thanks. I try."

The. he walked away.