A demi-anarchy world with one life to spend, and a very long memory.
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Mayday is a survival server that mostly stays out of your way. There are very few rules and very little moderation. What you build, what you take and who you trust are up to you.
It is also a world with a story, though nobody will tell it to you. There are no quest markers, no warps and no announcements. Some of what's out there was made by hand, for reasons you'll have to work out yourself. If you go looking, you'll find things. If you don't, you might still trip over them.
The world does not forgive. When you fall, you stay fallen, and everyone hears it.
Hardcore rules. Dying takes you out of the game until someone brings you back. Every death is announced in chat, and a sound plays for every player online, wherever they are.
Where you fall, you leave your head behind. It will not burn. It will not rot. Even the void gives it back.
A dead player drops their own head. Head items don't despawn and survive lava, fire and explosions. If one falls into the void, it comes back near the place its owner last stood.
Far beneath the centre of the world, past the stone, something waits on bedrock. Bring it what remains of the fallen, and twenty diamonds, and it will give them back with nothing in their hands.
The revive altar is underground at spawn. Put a fallen player's head on its bedrock and drop 20 diamonds. They come back at spawn with an empty inventory, but their ender chest is kept. There is more than one way down. Finding one is part of it.
The mountains here don't stop where you think they will. The sky has been pushed back to make room.
Custom terrain generation gives realistic mountain ranges that rise well above the vanilla height limit. You can build all the way up to y 1199.
Walk far enough and the world stops pretending. The land breaks, the colours go wrong, and past that the ground gives out entirely.
At a great distance from spawn the terrain becomes something else: displaced cliffs, strange biomes, towering walls. Beyond them there is true void, with no bedrock. Bring rockets and watch your step.
Some stones were laid by hands. Who laid them, and why, is not written anywhere you'd think to look.
Custom builds are hidden around the world. We won't say where they are or what they are.
The path below is closed. For now.
Nether portals are disabled during the beta.
Staff rarely step in, and we don't restore what you lose. Choose who you trust carefully.