Kael scrambled to the control panel. The sensors were going haywire. The Tuff block wasn't empty; it was laughing. It had tasted causality. He quickly threw a new block into the hopper: a Poppy.
It was a chrono-catapult.
The ingot didn't launch. It departed . It punched a perfectly circular hole through the roof of the Overworld, revealing a swirling, purple-black sky. A second later, a notification flashed on Kael's communicator. tuff launcher minecraft
"Now for the payload," Kael whispered.
A slow grin spread across Kael's face. He understood now. The Tuff Launcher wasn't for travel. It wasn't a weapon. Kael scrambled to the control panel
"Where to?" he asked the Tuff. It hummed, offering him a set of coordinates written in the language of pressure and regret. It had tasted causality
A pressure plate at the top of a nearby cliff, triggered three years ago by a stray sheep, sent its echo through the ground. A block of sand, placed and broken by a griefer in a long-abandoned faction war, contributed its small scream. Kael had even fed the machine a recording of an Ender Dragon's wing-clap, captured by a calibrated Stethoscope.