La mémoire de son fils a été préservé dans son univers Minecraft

🕯️ For nearly a decade, one father has paid $12 a month to keep his late son’s Minecraft world alive. His son died in 2016 at just 14. The server became more than a game—it was a place filled with things he had built, explored and left behind. Two years later, his father finally found the courage to log in. Four players were still there. His son’s friends had never stopped returning. They completed the unfinished castle he had been building. They preserved his in-game bedroom exactly as he left it. And every year on his birthday, they fill the world with thousands of torches in his memory. Those friends are adults now, with careers and responsibilities of their own. Yet they still return to the world they once shared with him. Sometimes a digital place becomes more than pixels and code. It becomes somewhere friendship, memory and love can keep living. ❤️ ---------------------------------------------------- Learn AI in 3 Minutes a Day 👉 https://lnkd.in/dheQa-mF ----------------------------------------------------