At first, there was nothing.
Then, there was him.
Deep purple eyes, wordlessly summoning matter to himself. His Eyes posses the evils of many years, the knowledge of a great one. He is…Eyrios, God of the Endermen and Farlanders. The blocked world that would come to be known as Minecraft forms in his hands. Water and lava gush over stone bluffs; the first farm animals wander the original rolling planes. The Eyes lazily flick form one side of this perfect world to another, and their lust for creation is complete.
But.
Lord Eyrios knows that that these cannot be capable of much more than simple laws of nature, to feed and to kill. They need a ruler, one who's intelligence will govern them all. Only a piece of himself can be worthy enough to last for all time to rule all. So, he reaches down deep inside of himself, pulling on his own godly essence, and forms it, molding it to perfection. And so, he made the first three humans.
Notch, the Magician.
Steve, the Warrior.
And Brinor, the Wise.
His work complete, Eryios then reaches a supernova level of power…and disappears from the known world.